"Baron, I know developing the Swamp Territory has not been easy. However, if the situation becomes untenable, please make a decision sooner rather than later."
"Do not gamble with your own life and the lives of your thousand-plus subjects. I have said all I need to say. For now, farewell."
Outside the gates of the Baron's Castle in the Swamp Territory, Rayleigh finished speaking and led the Duke's Mansion convoy away without a backward glance, receding into the distance along the town's main road.
His swift and decisive manner made even York marvel.
'This Knight Commander is certainly level-headed and cautious.'
'Of course, few who reach his level of power are simpletons. Prudence and caution are indispensable on the path of the Extraordinary, and rightly so.'
York stood on the ramparts, gazing into the distance until the convoy completely vanished over the horizon. His expression finally began to relax.
'A Beast Tide? A strange Middle Tier Demon Leopard?'
