The emperor was highly appreciative of Antras.

“I see. So you can also fight a war like that.”

However, from the side, Duke Sebastian spoke as if he couldn’t understand something.

“But Antras, wouldn’t we also be consuming an outrageous number of people and supplies as well?”

“Yes, but even if we consumed at the same rate as the Republic, the Empire’s strength is much greater than theirs, aren’t we?”

“That’s true, but wouldn’t it be harmful to the country to drag out the war? Can’t we focus our strength and end the war sooner?”

“Tsk, tsk. Sebastian, my frustrating and naive friend. You’re thinking thoughts that you should never have on a battlefield.”

“What do you mean? Think thoughts that I never should on the battlefield?”

“It’s an ironclad rule that a war should be fought so that it’s favorable to allies while harming the enemy.”

“So?”

“The Republic will surely be wishing for us to gather our troops and stake everything for our country. But why should we, when all we have to do is continuously cause the enemy to consume their troops?”

“Ahh… I see.”

Antras continued to talk once it seemed like Duke Sebastian had finally understood. 

“In terms of strength, the Empire is the strongest on the continent. Even if we were to fight head to head, the Empire would win. On top of that, the Republic...