For the next three days, the Alliance Army's camp was filled with cheers and laughter, as if every day were a festival.
The soldiers and nobles alike were ecstatic over the bountiful rewards they had received.
The taverns and brothels of Akakarat City were packed, filled with song, laughter, and the sharp clash of mugs.
Amidst this joyous atmosphere, only Henry's army remained disciplined and organized.
They might have joined the celebrations, but they always maintained a certain level of restraint, ensuring it would not affect the next day's plans.
In his tent, Henry reviewed the final assessment report that Claude and Ratifa's teams had completed together.
He was pleased that his army had managed to acquire such rich spoils in battle.
On the final day of the trade, Henry stood outside his tent, watching the last batch of spoils being loaded onto Ratifa's caravan.
