"Kabbalah, how much longer do you need over there?" Madam Geerteng could not help asking when she saw how messy the situation was.
"Not much!" Kabbalah managed to reply despite being in a pressing situation. "Just a little while longer."
"This 'little while,' how long is that? Give me an exact time!" Olian Geerteng, who was of scholar origin, had been the lord of the viscount for many years. She was someone very sensitive to numbers, so the moment such a vague answer was given, she felt a little unhappy at once, and her tone also became quite harsh.
"Based on their rate of efficiency, they will just need another 27 minutes and 33 seconds to complete the summoning. Based on our opponent's combat power, we can start the war in 12 minutes. If we can guarantee that there is stability at our battlefront, we will not fail," replied a crisp and confident voice.