The Giant Footprints

I continued north along the highway, swaying in the saddle.

When I looked up, the enormous Gaela Mountains towered like a wall. I could see soldiers marching toward the massive range.

At present, I was advancing with all our forces to defeat the last remaining forces of the Demon Army.

There were six hundred of us. We had suffered casualties in the battles against the ant people and Balbar's army, but Houses Dostra and Kennet had offered to join the alliance, and our strength had actually grown since before we came here.

I'd like to say it was all due to my popularity. But in reality, they were probably trying not to miss out on the economic revitalization plan for Roberk that I had devised with Velli-sensei and Quins-sensei.

Many lords had joined my alliance, but others continued to resist me fiercely.

They were the members of the Northern Alliance, centered around Mikara Territory.

The Northern Alliance had already dwindled considerably, but several lords still opposed me.

Apparently, they had long been the dominant faction in Roberk, and believed that the rise of House Dostra and House Kennet, along with my economic policies, threatened their positions. What a nuisance.

Sighing, I looked back...