Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 197: This is Not Noble at All

Chapter 197: This is Not Noble at All

"This is impossible, that's definitely not just a mid-level spellcaster!"

"Mr. Kaman, are you sure you didn't see it wrong? Was that really a true dragon?"

"Doesn't Bay Territory only have about a thousand soldiers? How could we have failed?"

"We have to fight back, we must!"

"With what? That was already one-third of our territory's forces, are we supposed to throw everything in?"

"For the time being, don't engage with Bay Territory again. We lack detailed information about them."

"We'll deal with the battle later; the key issue now is how to handle the aftermath."

"Exactly, the elite soldiers who didn't die must be redeemed. It takes at least three to four years to train one, and talent is hard to find."

"And the regular soldiers, if we don't want to use our own people to replace them, we have to redeem them as well..."

"That's right, and the biennial conscription day is coming up soon!"

"How are we going to compensate? The wealthy Bay Territory certainly won't back down easily!"

"What about the ruins? We've already invested nearly 100,000 gold coins!"

"It's already in their hands, what else can we do?"

"..."

The noisy arguments filled the room.

These Carlisle family nobles qualified to attend the meeting all had at least the rank of knight and managed one or two large villages or towns.

Although they were arguing fiercely, each of them was basically hitting the key points.

The chaos was naturally due to their vested interests being involved.

In this regard, they always became very shrewd!

Kaman, who had escaped with his life through an emergency teleportation array, had no desire to speak.

He just sat there with a gloomy expression, watching the others argue, occasionally glancing at Larry Carlisle, who remained silent.

This 40-year-old viscount, already a peak high-level spellcaster, wasn't paying much attention to their quarrels.

A well-dressed, brisk butler walked in, directly approaching Larry Carlisle.

Larry raised his hand to take the document the butler handed him, and the others immediately fell silent, waiting for him to speak.

Waving the document in his hand, Larry exhaled slightly and turned to look at Brown, who had escaped using a teleportation scroll:

"Set aside your personal biases and tell us about Bay Territory—its lord, soldiers, and people..."

Despite his unpleasant expression and deep anxiety, Brown relaxed a little upon hearing Larry's question.

Viscount Larry never wasted words, and this was giving him a chance!

He carefully considered everything he had seen, not exaggerating a bit, and answered truthfully:

"The lord of Bay Territory is a Level 6 Arcanist named Matthew Ser."

Arcanist?

A mid-level Arcanist!

The Carlisle family members were suddenly shocked.