"Why, after we capture Branded City, does our North Route Army get nothing?"
"Why are you shouting so loudly? Go and see His Majesty."
"At the beginning, it was your South Route Army that couldn't handle the black army, so we intervened, and now we get nothing?"
As a Duke-level vampire of the South Route Army, Peregrin slammed his hands on the table and stood up: "You have Thorn Garden!"
Burkins also slammed the table and stood up: "That was originally meant for us!"
"Then you should be content. Thorn Garden can produce gold and silver mines, superior timber, and honey. Such a vast and fertile territory is enough to share!"
"Does this match our efforts? Besides, hasn't Thorn Garden yet to be conquered?" Burkins snarled, showcasing a vampire's expression of sorrow and anger, "I just don't get it—why is it that those who do the most end up suffering the most?!"
