Northern Expedition Begins

The remainder of the day blurred into a relentless, high-intensity marathon of governance.

With the Audience Chamber dismissed and his ministers dispatched to their respective posts, Craig immersed himself fully in the administrative machinery of the Myrain Viscounty.

He spent hours locked in his study, reviewing heavy ledgers of grain reserves, signing off on infrastructure upgrades for the agricultural districts, and inspecting border security reports submitted by the regional garrisons.

Every stroke of his pen was calculated to ensure absolute self-sufficiency.

If his domain was to thrive while he crossed oceans and continents to establish the Crimson Dragon Order, it could not afford a single administrative blind spot.

Even his ministers and directors knew how important their roles were.

Master Sebas was a dead proof that their Lord Viscount, Craig von Darkstar wouldn't hesitate to execute any who defiled him.