"This is indeed a rather good feeling."
Josh walked out of the Magus Tower. His pitch-black eyes slowly turned back to normal as he smiled meaningfully.
"This is just the tip of the iceberg. As long as you can start a war, your capabilities can continue increasing. When that happens, no one in this world will be your match." The low voice of the Devil resounded in his head.
"Next, I'll be going to the military," Josh commanded the coachman as he boarded the horse-drawn carriage.
Not long after, an extra-confidential letter was sent to the borders at the fastest speed.
At the same time, a black griffin rose from the palace silently, and flew towards the northwestern border.
***
"Return to the forest right now, and start the highest-tier war preparation to guard against the Roth Empire's invasion," Helena ordered one of the elves.
