A few days ago.
When the report came in that Cairo's main force was attacking the rear base, the people gathered in the meeting room wore serious expressions.
"What if... what if we fail to capture the rear base? What happens to us then?" asked a noble from the royal faction.
The nobles of the central government.
They were not present.
Daniel Cairo spoke with a somewhat despairing tone.
"The responsibility for defeat lies with the royal family. Even if this country's command structure has been torn apart by the noble faction, the people will still hold the king accountable for the war. From that point on, I will no longer be able to speak as a king. The hyena-like nobles of the central government will stop at nothing to drag me down."
"Damn them!"
"Even though we share the same Cairo bloodline, this is truly too much."
It was overwhelming.
The central government's forces.
Marquis Benedict, Count Gregory, and Count Denver did not put their full effort into supporting the southern front.
The outcome of this war is not a simple matter.
If we fail to capture the rear base, the Hector Kingdom may refuse negotiations with Cairo and hand over the south to the Chronos Empire.
At that point.
The royal family's prestige will truly hit rock bottom.