"General Reiss, who was fighting in the Snow Realm, has returned. The ministers are all rushing to the great hall as we speak!"
"Ah?" Armando expressed his surprise, "He's back so soon? It seems the rebels in the Snow Realm were not much of a challenge."
Armando thought to himself: This is the perfect opportunity to see what schemes the national preceptor, Blois, has been up to.
With the assistance of his maid Mia, Armando dressed and headed towards the great hall.
Outside the palace gates stood a formidable and orderly army, their presence silent yet overwhelming.
The soldiers, clad in black armor and wielding spears, quietly awaited the arrival of one individual.
That person, none other than the king himself, appeared atop the palace walls, surveying the army below with a discerning eye.
In the center of the army, a figure on a tall, black horse made his way forward.
