“…”

Silence suddenly descended upon the room like a lie. The nobles quietly gulped while staring at Eugene and the elven knights.

Rustle.

After a moment, the very slight sound of someone’s collar was heard as they raised their hand.

“Argyle first!”

“No! Our country is closer to Maren, Your Majesty!”

“Parthion is only five days away from Maren by boat!”

“In consideration of your friendship with Her Excellency Archivold, please come to the peninsula first…!”

The room quickly tumbled into chaos. Nobles stemming from countries in possession of the affected areas were the most fervent, but nobles from nearby nations also eagerly raised their voices. However, not everyone had jumped into the fierce competition.

The Kingdom of Weiss, Republic of Terra, and Kingdom of Lobel—these three countries were considered the four major powers alongside the Roman Empire. The delegations of the mentioned countries rose from their seats with flabbergasted expressions as they watched the chaos.

“The knights of my country are unrivaled. Roamers are nothing but puny monsters weakened after leaving the influence of evil energy. We will eradicate them within a month.”

“Ehem. I’m quite certain that the brave mercenaries of the republic have already eliminated those monsters. We will send troops to neighboring countries on relief missions if we can afford to.”

“What could monsters possibly do when faced with the blades...