The day Charlotte Aria steeled her resolve, humanity issued a draft call in five cities, including Eva and Haramark.

When the morning dawned the next day, a group of Earthlings rushed to the Eva Royal Palace. It was to protest and oppose the sudden draft call.

Despite the flustered soldiers trying to stop them, it wasn’t easy to block stubborn Earthlings from barging in, especially when there were hundreds of them.

The Earthlings, determined, forced themselves into the grand hall with eyes that could only be described as fierce. The man leading the group was about to shout something as soon as he saw the Queen, but abruptly shut his mouth.

Including Kim Hannah, Tong Chai, Odelette Delphine, Hao Win, and a few more— the core members of Valhalla and its affiliate organizations were waiting in the palace, expecting such a thing to happen.

It was an excellent choice given the outcome. Without these big shots, the Earthlings would gladly have unsheathed their swords.

But even though they shrunk back after seeing the members on standby, the spirit of the masses did not die down in the slightest. Each member of the mob was glaring viciously, clearly demonstrating that they would intimidate the royal family into retracting the draft call.

As an uncomfortable silence flowed in the air, Sorg Kühne chastised the glaring Earthlings with a stern voice.

“It hasn’t even been a day since the royal family ordered the draft call. Committing a grave crime akin to civil strife when every waking second is of utmost importance, are you lot out of your minds?”

“Civil strife? Grave crime? Hah!”

A loud snort rang out.

“Go eat shit.”

The man who spearheaded the mob sneered, causing Sorg Kühne’s expression to quickly stiffen. Sorg Kühne tried to pressure them by mentioning their act being a crime, but they didn’t give a damn as expected.

“Let us return...