“This is an opportunity! We must take it immediately!”

“Isn’t it still unclear whether it’s real or fake? If we make a fuss for nothing…”

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s real or fake! We should just discuss what we should do after capturing him!”

A man claiming to be the King of Maren had appeared in front of the capital’s fourth gate, and the imperial castle was quickly thrown into chaos. The high officials shouted and argued their opinions fervently. However, Marecasio Caravan, who could be considered to be in charge, remained silent.

‘He came to the capital? Why? Does that mean the third prince and the traitors are moving separately? For what reason?’

Although Caravan was a Marecasio just like Helmond, he was less capable when it came to matters of the mind and remaining cool-headed. Such was why Marecasio Helmond had accompanied the imperial legions by himself.

‘Could I handle him by myself?’

Caravan shook his head after a short moment of contemplation. Even in the past, he and Helmond had worked together to barely put up a fight against ‘him,’ and it would have been an impossible task without the help of the Beholder. But now, he was without Marecasio Helmond and the Beholder. Even though ‘he’ still hadn’t recovered...