"Me gathering those people was quite a while ago. If that matter was more important than reaching an agreement with you, I wouldn't be here right now."
Viscount Roster's expression was very calm, like he really didn't care much about this.
"But I heard most of the people heading to Roster territory are high-level church officials, plus some very powerful magicians."
The Gray Fort Emperor took a sip of tea, looking at Viscount Roster with a smile, as if waiting for his answer.
"We have a plan that needs these people."
Viscount Roster thought for a moment. Instead of directly stating his plan, he asked:
"I think being able to observe Roster territory's situation with shadows, you should also roughly know the human lifespan on this continent, right? And the mortality rates for each age group."
"What do you mean?" The Gray Fort Emperor was stunned.
"Exactly what it sounds like."
