"A hundred knights from the Fralanvia Empire are enough to rout three thousand troops from the Dragon Tower Empire."
"My dear lord, you'd better not place too much hope on this big lizard."
With an innocent, harmless expression, Tisiana spoke words that struck straight at the heart. She set the wooden box beside Phield's desk, took out a dessert, and placed it on the table without even sparing Ophelia a glance.
That was a completely undisguised slap to the face.
Phield almost lost his composure.
"Y-you! That's slander!"
Ophelia panicked, ranting nonstop. One moment she shouted that "Fralanvia people only know how to scheme," the next she snapped that "Sacred Griffin Empire people only rely on brute force." The atmosphere instantly filled with chaotic energy.
"Ah yes, of course, the Dragon Tower Empire won. That's why they paid reparations and retreated back to their island nation, hahaha."
Tisiana's indifferent attitude nearly drove Ophelia to a breakdown.
