“Sigh…” 

Lord Angele let out a sigh first thing in the morning.

“Lord Angele…” The Commander-in-chief of the Stone Island infantry, navy, and airforce, General Uriage (★★★★), looked at Lord Angele worriedly.

“It is truly a shame. If the king of Proatine, Siegfried van Proa, had only agreed to act as an intermediary between the Nordic Tribe and us, then this war could have ended right there and then…” General Uriage muttered.

“I thought so as well, but I could see that he wouldn’t budge at all, so I had no choice but to just let it go… I thought of threatening him to hand over the speedboat at least, but…” Lord Angele trailed off.

Angele could not bring herself to do something so extreme to someone else just because they were in a difficult position. She made the decision as the leader of Stone Island, which had been a mining and trading city ever since it was first established.

“What if you ask him for help one more time…?” General Uriage suggested.

However, Lord Angele immediately shot her suggestion down, “He is not a fool. You saw how resolute he was, right? He is someone who knows how to differentiate personal and official matters, and he highly values his relationship with the Nordic Tribe…”

”He is not the type of person that will be swayed just because we appealed to his sympathetic...