Ten minutes later.
Sixty-four strong Mont Horses pulled a glittering golden carriage to a stop at the gates of the imperial city.
This carriage, Julius Reed had ridden in more than once.
Mont, being a vassal state of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, naturally had to keep such golden carriages on hand.
Whenever the King of Demarco Mount arrived, they must use such a carriage to welcome him.
On every visit, Julius Reed always rode in this carriage.
This was a matter of status and rank.
He wanted to show Ilia Danvers that a king is always a king, no matter what.
Ilia Danvers was his vassal.
Indeed, Ilia Danvers might not completely fear the Wolf Cavalry, but in the end, he submitted.
He chose to send out this carriage.
Julius Reed stepped onto the golden footstool, boarded the carriage, only to be surprised to find someone else inside.
"Karen?"
He looked at Karen sitting at the side, very surprised.
"It's me."
Karen gave a bitter smile.
