บท 1093: 1080

Seasons changed, and years slipped away. Gai Nation, having annexed the Three Kingdoms, was slowly digesting the fruits of war, while the already troubled Ymir Plain, seeing no further action from Gai Nation, continued to sink into chaos.

"Tomorrow you fight me, the day after I fight you," they clashed in war, stormed castles and seized lands. The strife was endless, and the commoners at the bottom suffered endlessly from these protracted wars, wailing in the wilderness, but no one cared about their voices.

In this chaos, Gai Nation, free of war and incredibly stable, stood out conspicuously. Thus, like a bonfire in the darkness, it continuously attracted those yearning for peace.

Of course, most of those who chose to go to Gai Nation were refugees displaced by the war, without a home to return to. Those who truly had the ability, those with great strength, only made up a very small portion.