There is a saying that one avoids something not because it’s scary, but because it’s filthy. 0

However, Olivia Lanche was both a filthy and frightening existence. If anyone pointed a sword at Olivia Lanche, who was stepping forward as if daring them to try and stop her, that very moment could spark a war. 0

No one was brave or reckless enough to become the flashpoint of a war that could split the continent in two, except for Olivia Lanche.0

In the end, Olivia led the contingent of holy knights through the Temple’s gate and arrived in front of the temporary detention building where Reinhart was being confined. 0

The knights and mages of Shanapell, as well as the Temple guards that had been stationed there, were blocking Olivia from taking even a single step further. 0

It would have been better for the empire if Olivia had been kept in the dark while watching her closely to determine whether she was on the Demon King’s side or not. However the decision to do otherwise had in fact been the worst decision, and had backfired spectacularly on the empire.1

Olivia stood at the front of the contingent of holy knights, facing Vertus, who was blocking her path. 0

Shanapell and the Imperial Mage Corps were arrayed behind Vertus, while arrayed behind Olivia were the holy knights of the Order of the Holy Knights.0

“Move aside,” Olivia said.0

“I can’t do that, senior,” Vertus replied.0

Vertus, who was on the verge of reaching his breaking point, stared at Olivia with irritation and barely-suppressed anger.0

“The authority to hold the Demon King custody lies with us,” Olivia declared. “Hand him over.”0

Olivia made her demand nonchalantly, causing Vertus to grit his teeth.0

This stubborn fool was totally...0