Heroic Spirit Palace, the Hall of Heroes.
"You know, I have a guess," Thales said absentmindedly. "The Bloody Year was a disaster that almost destroyed Constellation. Filled with internal conflicts and contradictions, the entire kingdom was in a precarious situation."
Raising his gaze, his voice trembled slightly.
"Until all of you invaded the south."
At that moment, Thales noticed that the archdukes' gazes were peculiar and puzzled.
"What do you mean?" Olsius asked coldly.
'Good,' Thales thought.
'Interests and threat… The two largest weapons Lampard used to convince the other archdukes have already been eliminated. All the archdukes probably understand now that on a certain level, Lampard is a bigger threat compared to Constellation.
'And now...'
Thales glanced at Saroma. The girl clenched her slightly trembling fists and nodded at him slowly. She tried to put on a firm face.
