The nobles looked at each other, no one answered Joseph's question.
Joseph's face looked a bit unpleasant.
"Roland, didn't you say Wagner would arrive in three days at most? Now the third day is almost over."
He looked at the middle-aged noble beside him, his expression carrying a hint of dissatisfaction.
The middle-aged noble's expression also didn't look good, his brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice:
"Duke, perhaps they encountered some trouble on the way, as you know, they are transporting a lot of goods, and the weather in the Western Domain hasn't been great these past couple of days. We could wait a bit longer..."
"Wait? Still wait? Time is most precious to us now. Maintaining such a massive army incurs astronomical costs every day!"
Joseph snorted, clearly discontent.
War is indeed a spender.
Although in this holy war many nobles have their own logistics, the Rosen family's pressure as the leader of the army is absolutely the greatest.
