The people of Hiveden who had been watching the Order of the White Crow from atop the walls screamed as they ran away. The only people who still remained on the wall after everyone disappeared were Juan and Anya.

‘They were planning to kill everyone in the first place.’

Anya’s face paled as she belatedly realized Ethan’s intention behind giving time to Hiveden—it was to completely disarm them and massacre them without having to worry about any resistance. The first victims of the massacre were the guards of Hiveden who had already surrendered.

The guards were left unarmed and thus incapable of fighting back. They died miserably as they screamed. Anya had no sympathy for them, but couldn’t help but blame herself for not having expected such a situation.

The Order of the White Crow was ahead of the game.

Anya looked at Juan with a nervous expression. She felt as if Juan would shout and get mad at her. However, Juan’s expression told otherwise. Juan had a cynical smile on his face.

“The fanatics haven’t changed even a little bit from the past,” Juan said.

The fanatics from the Church had never cared about the Capital’s view on them or their political check against them. They were...