Without a doubt, what Lance said plunged Grendel into unease.
Because she knew what those so-called factions represented: the Empire, the Church, the Mercenary Guild, the Association of Healers, the Commercial Alliance...
These are just the major ones; the smaller factions aren't even taken into account.
"Right now, we're under great pressure; the issue with the ruins requires deploying troops for defense, and there are so many noble threats around.
More importantly, there are the various factions to worry about. What if the Association of Healers blocks our medicine sales and those merchants cut off our supplies? What should we do then?
Also, if the Church intervenes, those nobles won't be as dismissive as they are with the Empire but may form an allied army to attack us..."
"Hahaha!"
Lance couldn't help but laugh seeing her so serious, which made Grendel somewhat displeased, frowning and questioning.
"You can still laugh at a time like this?"
