The weather this morning is not very friendly.
Strong winds, bringing with a lot of sharp rain, were agonizing. The Central Command tent, buffeted by the gusts of strong wind, swayed violently, but this was not a major issue due to the Central Command tent durability.
While the storm was raging outside, I was busy with various reports coming in.
The knights of Marquess Rommel, who had been trained hard and whose souls were always looking for new challenges, had taken this opportunity to work in harshly condition.
I didn't give them any specific directions, but the magic circle formation that mapped the area around me indicated the position of Marquess Rommel's knights who had gone exploring the deepest forest.
Even Madam Estelle was amazed by all the reports coming in through the magic protofon.
