I release a sigh after reading the letter in front of me.
"Gwyn? What is it?"
I look at Silva and say.
"It is the king and my father."
"The king? Is he asking you not to attack the Northern Nobles, Gwyn?"
"No. He agreed for me to attack. However, he asks me not to destroy or expand the land beyond the culprit behind this attack."
"That means we can only attack twelve lords, huh?"
I nod and say.
"Aye. We can only attack the Twelves Lords, the territory that stands between the North and South."
"We know there are more than them, right? Does the king truly want to give more reason for us to hate his rule?"
I release a sigh and shake my head.
"No. You misunderstand. The king and my father will be the ones taking care of the other lords, Silva."
"Oh?"
"The king granted my father a Grand Marshal title in this battle, and they will attack the rest of the nobles who will directly attack us."