Oath City, council hall.
Inside the grand council hall, dawn's light streaming through high windows illuminated the entire space.
Archbishop of Light Ditas wearing a plain white magic robe, with a golden Holy Emblem faintly shining on his chest, Duke Brunus in full military attire, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the map on the table, while Duke Lorenzo, the master of Oath City, sat in the main seat, deeply furrowing his brows.
"Just received urgent news," Duke Lorenzo's voice was low and tense, "Angus Port has fallen. Snake-men as the vanguard launched a surprise attack, followed by eight imperial warships forcefully entering the port. Count Angus... seeing the situation hopeless, sent one last message and abandoned the city."
"So many spy activities before, seems we've finally got the main course," Duke Brunus snorted coldly, then asked with suspicion, "Snake-men? Does this race exist within the empire?"
"But they do exist in the Far North."
