Count Yulster didn't know how many years it had been since he last visited North Port.
Fifty years? A hundred years? Or two hundred years?
As a traditional Bloodline, Yulster had almost never left his castle, the last time he had stirred was when he was defeated in the Lilac War and had to retreat from the Royal Capital Belem of Falling Star Kingdom to live in seclusion in the countryside.
Looking at the port in front of him, bustling to the point of congestion, and the sprawling group of waterfront buildings, even with mental preparation, the Blood Count still felt momentarily lost and couldn't help but sigh,
"Everyone says that Castel is the wealthiest territory in the north, and indeed, seeing it today, its reputation is well-deserved!"
"No wonder the Elder Council is unwilling to give up Castel. Such a prospering place is rare even in Falling Star…"
Waging a war requires a vast amount of funds.
