Saleen issued his orders, and Borges listened at the side, dazed.
His orders were detailed, covering things like the size of armies, the amount of supplies, holy masters, mages, and all warriors to be deployed and so on.
Borges knew what the numbers meant. The king had an army with over a million units.
Saleen did not hide anything from Borges. The emperor controlled hundreds of square kilometers and was of quite high ranking—a level seven grand swordmaster. For a plane with the most powerful of professionals at level nine, a level seven emperor was very powerful.
Borges was not stupid, but he definitely loved to put on airs. However, Saleen knew that due to his current level, the emperor would put the bad habits aside for the moment.
Rafel brought Saleen's badge and letter, traversing back and forth between the planes. Saleen left Borges in the imperial city while he continued to look into details regarding the plane.
