Chapter 1411: Mockery [Part 1]
Northern spoke to the royal family and laid out his plans before them. The core of the plan, the piece everything else hung from, was whether he would be able to create five hundred bows before sunrise.
Even now, it was almost the tenth hour of the night.
"Lord Northern, if you want to create five hundred bows and many more arrows... shouldn’t you be leavinxg?"
Prince Rhama spoke.
"Besides, how are five hundred bows supposed to ensure us victory against thousands of soldiers? The one thing the Empire has an avalanche of is men. Their forces are as vast as their seas. Five hundred archers against thousands of soldiers. Maybe even three thousand?"
Northern sipped a glass of wine. The atmosphere was lighthearted compared to what it had been a few minutes ago when the queen was talking.
The Princes were seated now, drinking wine and eating cakes. Prince Rhama, after talking, had simply moved to consume a chunk of cake. Prince Rieran, who had just asked Northern a question, was also sipping his wine, while the last prince, Rover, lay across a two-seat chair. He raised a piece of cake above his mouth and dropped it in from a height, catching it cleanly.
"You’ll see."
Northern said, after taking his sip.
"You really aren’t going to go start work?"