The next day.
From early morning, the main streets were clogged with carriages bearing noble crests, arriving one after another from every corner of the Empire. Lavish wheels rolled over stone roads without pause, guards in polished armor riding alongside them with tense expressions.
The atmosphere was unmistakably heavy.
Common citizens shut their doors and windows tight, pulling their children inside. No one wanted to be caught between nobles, soldiers, and whatever storm was about to break. When nobles gathered in this number, trouble always followed.
I stood quietly at the edge of the street, half-hidden beneath the shadow of a building, watching the procession pass.
Waiting.
For the right moment.
Then—
"Why are you here?"
I didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.
"Come on, boss! Wherever you go, I, Feiz, must follow!"
I sighed. "Even if it's hell?"
"Haha… well, that might be a bit much."
As expected.
