The timing was simply absurd.

The royal army had arrived in Maren’s vicinity the same day as Eugene.

“Kiee… I don’t know if you’re lucky, or if those old men and the others are just unlucky. No, never mind, probably both. Anyway, sir, since you’re going to rip them off anyway, do it grandly,” Mirian chattered while resting on top of Eugene’s head. Ever since evolving, she was now able to freely hide or reveal her appearance. The sight of a spirit lying on the head of the respected, admired vampire duke was quite comedic. However, no one could see it, so only Princess Lilisain stared back and forth between the spirit and the vampire with blazing eyes and hot, ragged breaths.

“Oh no!” The mayor and the guild leaders were agitated. However, it was something that would have happened sooner or later. In the first place, a month had already passed since the king labeled Maren as a meeting place for ‘traitors’ and declared persecution against it. Unless the royalists were fools, they wouldn’t have labeled Maren traitorous without devising a strategy first.

However, the city's mayor and guild leaders remained calm until now. There were many territories between the royal castle and Maren, and the majority of them weren’t on good terms with the royal family but were friendly to Maren. If the royal army ever set out toward Maren, the city would quickly receive news of it.

However, no news had reached...