The cavalry galloped at high speeds with the flag of the Bresia County held up high in the front. They soon arrived in front of the monastery.

As the leading cavalry moved aside, a nobleman in his fifties wearing a silver crown slowly rode forward. Upon seeing Raven sitting in the tent, the nobleman got off the horse without the help of his servant.

At Filmore’s gaze, the cavalry of Bresia bowed their heads. Normally, they would have bowed towards Sisak’s High Lord, but not this time around. Sophia and Baron Enzo’s expressions turned even more pale at this sight.

They once again realized that they were in the presence of someone with a higher status than Sisak’s High Lord.

Soon, High Lord Count Bresia passed through the calvary and the mercenaries and stood before Raven. His eyes fell on the miserable face of Ruv Tylen for a moment. At the High Lord’s icy gaze, Tylen trembled and bowed his head with a dejected expression, losing all the hope he had until now.

Baron Nobira and Sophia also had anxious, resigned looks on their faces. The tense silence only lasted for a moment, and Count Bresia turned to Raven.

Count Bresia’s expression turned bitter at the sight of Raven, who was much younger than himself but of a higher status. Then, Count Bresia slowly opened both of his arms and bowed deeply with one knee pulled back.

“As the representative of the most noble ruler of this land, Emperor...