The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Komer fell silent, he certainly could ignore the Godeborg Knight Group, as he already had control of both the Homer Knight Order and the Wave Knight Corps. Moreover, the Cartin Knights were continuously casting flirtatious glances at him to gain the qualifications to be incorporated. A single Godeborg Knight Group could not stir up any waves, and with just a little manipulation, he could make them bow their heads and obey his dispatch.

The problem lay in the forces behind them. The Godeborg gentry had always been firm supporters of the Romanov Dynasty, and even after Hoffman had exited the historical stage, many still held a lingering fondness until Katya’s political performance dimly concluded, causing these people to finally lower their eyes in disappointment. That is to say, these people never truly supported him wholeheartedly but had reluctantly allied themselves with him out of necessity.

Komer did not mind this, knowing it required a process. However, if some individuals attempted to turn back the clocks of history or even sought to replicate the regional central separatism of the former Romanov era, that was something he absolutely could not tolerate.

"What exactly do those fellows want to do? Do they still think they can act as before?"

"Sir, not necessarily. After all, they finally aligned themselves with you. Perhaps they need some formal gestures to pacify their hearts, which have not yet fully settled down. I think their thoughts may not be entirely unreasonable, but they have chosen the wrong methods."

"Hmph, so I think I need to show them some colors."

"Sir, mixing grace and authority is the best way to solve the problems."

Komer nodded silently. Maha Gummi was very perceptive, having profoundly grasped the nuances of his tactics, and his suggestions always matched Komer’s tastes.