Because there were no decent towns ahead, there was a tacit understanding not to erupt into conflict.
However, one could clearly sense that these two Divine Spirits were heading towards the Long Thorn Mountain Range.
The Goddess of Misfortune, though formidable, could not intimidate everyone... As the external pressure reached a certain level, Katana would inevitably face a crisis.
As Lear pondered this, his gaze became cold and sharp.
Once the Long Thorn Mountain Range is consolidated, actions must be taken swiftly; the battlefield must not be allowed to reach Katana.
If we are to fight, it must be outside the Long Thorn Mountain Range!
The main base should ideally be in a relatively safe position, maintaining uninterrupted production and living conditions.
The only way to achieve this is by extending the front lines outward.
After deciding on a strategy, Lear focused his attention on the city beneath his feet.
