Arcanta grimaced after drinking the stomach medicine contained in a green bottle. "Argh, that's bitter."

The stomach medicine was as effective as it was bitter, and the abdominal pain that felt as if he’d swallowed a ball of needles quickly subsided.

"What’s really bitter is the current situation." William sighed as he looked at the White Deer Knights’ damage report and other documents regarding policies for future interactions with the Fairy Tribe.

Arcanta agreed with William and rubbed his face. "That's true. It's not this medicine that's truly bitter, but the situation right now. Even if I flatter and try to persuade the Khan and the Guardian Knight, all the power lies with the Great Khan."

Palamut had been drawing attention as the Great Khan’s next successor before he was kidnapped. In addition, this also happened inside the palace. For the empire, this was no different than if Crown Prince Zantes had been kidnapped. If that were to happen, the empire would have immediately raised its troops and demanded that responsibility be taken.

Fortunately, Palamut, the Khan and leader of the delegation, was safe. However, the envoys and the Guardian...