The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Komer stared blankly at the map in front of him. The once mighty Kingdom of Nicosia had now been reduced to this fragmented state outlined by dotted lines: the beastmen-controlled zone in the northwest, Silesia to the north, Galle in the center, the Cartin and Godeburg controlled areas to the south, plus his own territory to the east, forming this somewhat bizarre pattern.

It seemed that the beastmen were also tired; although Komer had always suspected that they could easily take down Cartin, Godeburg, and even the Silesian controlled area, the beastmen appeared to be content with their current situation, as if capturing Jazair, the royal city, satisfied them. Of course, to the beastmen, the glory of a Jazair was far greater than any other place, but Komer didn’t believe that their chiefs came just for glory—they were not knights.

But that was the situation now; the beastmen armies had quieted down, while their various vassal races rushed over, seizing the rich heritage left behind by mortals who had fled their homes. How to quickly adapt to the civilized world of mortals had become the most urgent task for the beastmen. And the mortals who remained in the beastmen control zone seemed to gradually get used to this change in the situation, facing the restraint shown by the beastmen, they found that they could live in harmony with those beastmen races, and even use their own advantages to win the respect of the beastmen.

The world had gone haywire!

This was the conclusion Komer reached after receiving the report on the actual situation in the Northern Beastman Control Zone from Maha Gummi.

The invaders and the conquered getting along so quickly and further harmonizing their relationships was unbelievable! If there wasn’t an incredibly intelligent genius among the beastmen, it could only mean that the humans in the occupied areas had degenerated far too quickly.

Komer shook his head; the north did not require his attention for now. Looking at the strange shape of his own territory on the map, from the northern border of Poznan to the Catania River shipping route, he now held the entire eastern Nicosia in his hands. Whether in terms of territory or population, no other lord in the kingdom could compare to him. However, his influence in the central and western parts was still weak. The mere Quke Valley couldn’t satisfy his appetite, and even all of Livonia was barely passable, yet Katya didn’t even want to give Livonia to him now.

Livonia was too far from his eastern territory, and the route between them mainly consisted of primitive forest. That was the main reason he and Puber made an all-out effort to set this trap for the Gisa People; without turning this pathway into an open road, exercising influence in the west would be an empty talk.