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Every ounce of Lira ended up spent- though much of it would be replenished in one way or another by Trelan, so you worried little about it. Though the risks the Aurora Legion were going through for such a profit made you worry for the worth of it. The Aurora Legion had years of effort put into it, and a large amount of personal financing. Depending on their luck in this war and just how good they’d be when fighting against a proper army, even from some Reich breakaway rather than a truly powerful one, you might lose just about all those lives of comrades, so much in investment and loyal allies.
About all you could hope for there was that the number of enemies that Fealinn had made would mean that this war would be split too many ways for their admittedly daring and competent army, relative to what was being asked of it.
As for the plans for Trelan’s other contribution to you and the Leagues, the new factory was already being laid out specially to be constructed. By the time the building was ready, hopefully, so too would the tooling for whatever weapon you’d selected, but your experience in Trelan advising their military procurement told you already that such a hope was near delusional. How funny it was that you’d be hosting your own weapon trials soon enough. Would the Stachellungo actually be selected this time?
A couple of weeks passed. Most of it was spent preparing for the Festa del Futuro, or as some were calling it, the Futurist Convention, for it was meant to be a great meeting of the minds more than some repeat of the New Year, though the popular names meant that Lapizlazulli would be boiling over with plenty of gawkers just like then.
New from Trelan came, the Aurora Legion’s doings included. The Republic was still on the back foot, a concentrated thrust by Fealinn bowling over the occupied territory and its relatively sparse garrison, but troops had come up to oppose the offensive, as well as the prized armored units (able to match the enemy’s), and while Fealinn hadn’t been stopped yet, the hope of gaining the initiative seemed to be in the air. True defeats were not so common anymore as delays and retreats gone to plan, even if much of the Pohjalan Governate territory had been allowed to fall so that the Trelani Republican Army had a better position to launch a counterattack from. Perhaps Fealinn underestimated the grit the Nief’yem republic might have to keep control over their new conquest.
