The merchant left the room, and Sana was waiting for Richard and Josh outside. She guided them until they were reunited with Nana. Nana couldn't guide them inside the palace, not because she was a dark elf, but simply because it wasn't her job.

"That was interesting," said Leona, turning towards Elfan.

"Interesting, you say? You guys should try to smile more. That Josh guy almost died of a heart attack," said Elfan with a chuckle.

"Heart attack?" Anna asked, confused.

"Forget it. Anyway, when will we see them again?" asked Elfan.

"In four days, I think," answered Leona.

"We must sell less wood this time," Elfan declared.

"If we sell less wood, what are we going to do with those mountains of wood in our storehouses?" asked Leona.

"We will organize transportation and deliver it to the coastal towns like Elgrasia and others," said Elfan.

"Yes, it has been six months, and almost all our forges are operational except for the navy, as we are building more ships. Ships do exist in this world, and the royal family has a few. We are currently using them for naval defense, but I don't think they are enough."

I finally met humans of this world for the first time, and I think they are no different from humans on Earth. I wonder what I was expecting. For them to have wings or something?" Elfan mused.

"Honey, what are we going to do about the situation between Orcathia and Aranthor?" Leona asked.

"I really wanted our country to remain neutral and pretend not to see anything. However, human and orc civilians living near our border might flee the war and try to enter our country," Elfan answered.

"Are we going to chase them away?" Anna asked, concerned.

"Who do you think I am, a devil? Whether we like it or not, we will be implicated in this war. So, we will create a neutral zone near our borders to house the migrants," said Elfan.

"Neutral zone?" Anna asked, her face full of confusion.

"Yes, but let's focus on preparing for winter now," said Elfan, trying to avoid the subject.

"Our country is progressing quite well," Leona remarked, changing the subject to something more positive. "The schools we built in the last year are already showing great results. More children are attending, and the literacy rate is improving."

Anna nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, I've heard from several families how grateful they are. Education is empowering the next generation, giving them opportunities we never had before."

"And it's not just education," Elfan added, his eyes shining with pride. "Our efforts to support local businesses are paying off too. The marketplace is thriving, with new shops opening and trade increasing. It's creating jobs and boosting the economy."

Leona smiled. "The artisans' guild has reported an increase in skilled apprentices as well. Our investment in training programs is helping people learn trades and crafts, which is vital for our country's growth."

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"Speaking of which, have you seen the new pottery workshop near the river?" Anna asked. "The craftsmanship is incredible. They're even getting orders from neighboring towns."

"I did," Elfan replied, nodding. "It's a testament to our people's talent and hard work. We need to continue fostering this environment. It's what makes our nation strong."

"And the healthcare initiatives," Leona continued. "The healers' training programs are expanding, and we've managed to open several new apothecaries. It's making a significant difference in people's lives."

"Absolutely," Elfan agreed. "Our focus on public health is crucial. Healthy citizens are more productive and happier. It's all interconnected."

Anna's face lit up with excitement. "And don't forget the agricultural advancements. The new irrigation systems are increasing crop yields, and the farmers are grateful for the support. We're becoming more self-sufficient, which is essential for our stability."

Elfan took Leona's hand, his expression serious but hopeful. "We have come a long way, but there is still much to do. Our country is progressing, but we must remain vigilant and continue working together."

Leona squeezed his hand, her eyes filled with determination. "Together, we will build a future where everyone in our country can thrive."

In the Federation of Aranthor, King Alaric was enjoying dinner with his family.

"Father, I planted a few spies to enter Elzaran with the merchants. When they return, we will know who to support in the civil war," said Thalion.

"You did well. I think you are ready to be the next king," said Alaric proudly.

"Father, do you think it was wise withdrawing most of the soldiers from the border with Orcathia?" asked Lyanna.

"We had to. Most of the nobles refused to pay taxes. This is a sign of rebellion. How dare they refuse to pay taxes!" Alaric shouted.

It's because you increase taxes every day, Father, Lyanna thought to herself but kept silent.

"Father, those nobles will be charged with treason. We should mobilize the army to execute them and their families!" declared Thalion, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.

"Brother, we cannot do that!" shouted Lyanna, her voice rising in panic.

"Father, if we execute them and take their wealth, we will have the funds to re-deploy the soldiers to the border and provide more supplies," said Thalion, ignoring his sister's plea.

But all you do, except come up with wicked ideas, is ruin our negotiations with Orcathia and hang out with women all day, Lyanna thought to herself, fuming with anger.

"That is a great idea, son," said Sabrina, her eyes sparkling with ambition.

Mother is always involved when it comes to money, Lyanna thought bitterly.

"Mhm," Alaric said, thinking deeply about it. He glanced at his wife, who nodded encouragingly.

"Husband, be a good king for your people. The people need that money," said Sabrina, her voice soft but persuasive.

Mother is preparing funds so she can buy goods from the merchants when they come from Elzaran. She is fooling no one, Lyanna thought.

"I have decided. Those nobles will be executed along with their families, and the funds will be taken by the throne to—"

A messenger rushed in, opening the doors violently without knocking.

"How dare you enter without knocking?" said Sabrina, her eyes narrowing.

"Kill this fool who disturbs me," said Alaric, his face darkening with anger.

"Attack... Attack... Orcathia has attacked us and already taken two of our towns near the border!" the messenger shouted, trying to catch his breath.

"What?!" Alaric roared, standing up abruptly, his chair crashing to the floor. "How could this happen?"

"It seems your focus on internal matters has left our borders vulnerable," Lyanna said, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and frustration.

"We need to mobilize our forces immediately!" Thalion demanded, his earlier arrogance now replaced with urgency.

"Indeed. Prepare the troops and send word to our allies. We cannot let Orcathia advance any further," Alaric commanded, his face set with determination.

"Yes, Father," Thalion said, already moving to carry out the orders.

Sabrina looked at Alaric, her face pale. "Husband, be careful. This war could destroy us if we are not careful."

Alaric nodded, the weight of his crown feeling heavier than ever. "We will do what we must. For the sake of Aranthor, we cannot afford to fail."

Lyanna watched her family with a heavy heart, knowing that the path ahead was fraught with danger and uncertainty. "May the gods help us all," she whispered, as the sounds of preparation for war began to fill the palace.