Massive Rewards

As Gerald left the room, Kael remained seated at his desk, his fingers lightly drumming on the wooden surface.

His mind was restless. The reports from Gerald were clear: the King's campaigns were swift and calculated, the storm was inching closer, and his barony needed to grow stronger.

The resources he had already gathered were impressive, but Kael knew better than to rely on what was "just enough."

In times of war, "enough" became meaningless.

His gaze shifted to the glowing interface of the NTR System, hovering in the air like a tempting portal to power.

The Wheel of Fate shimmered with vibrant colors, its symbols and runes inviting him to take the gamble once more.

"War is a game of preparation," Kael murmured, his voice low but firm. "And I don't intend to lose because I was too cautious."