Chapter 237

The problem was that Bindeln neither offered gratitude nor support to Winslow; instead, they often mocked them.

"Hey, we're the ones taking on all the sacrifices here. How about a bit of support?"

"Are you kidding? You're only doing it to save yourselves. Just shut up and use your resources to protect your land. We'll be enjoying our peace over here."

"You bastards! Do you even call yourselves human?! At least show some gratitude!"

"Whatever. Don't like it? Then don't defend us. Just remember, you'll be the first to fall if that happens."

With this level of resentment, it was no wonder the enmity between the two estates ran deep. This tension had persisted for over a century, and it wasn't limited to the nobles—commoners from each territory would brawl on sight.

"In other words, they're probably the ones feeling most resentful right now," Sylas noted.

"Yes, and Leon's been engaging in a bit of subtle retaliation."