Imperial Mausoleum

Several figures stood on the rooftop, staring at the inn that had instantly been blown to pieces, shock written across all their faces.

Where had this demolition expert come from? The explosion had been so clean that not even a single roof tile had fallen from the neighboring house.

The beautiful black-haired, red-eyed girl looked around before cautiously saying to her companions, "I haven't found any trace of anyone else."

As an assassin painstakingly trained by the Empire, Akame possessed observational abilities far beyond those of ordinary people, and she was especially sensitive to killing intent.

Quite a few members of the army and guard units were still searching the ground below. The Imperial Capital had long since become a powder keg, ready to explode at the slightest spark.

At the same time, several Imperial Arms users from another group arrived as well. They had received the news first, so they had reached the scene slightly ahead of Night Raid.

Leading them was a one-armed general. Though he had lost an arm, he still exuded the imposing aura of a powerful man, and every ordinary soldier who looked at him showed respect.

This was Bude, formerly one of the Empire's two great generals. Ever since Esdeath had nearly killed him last time, he had resolved to gather more forces and fight the Empire's traitor to the death!

As the saying went, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. In less than half a month, the Empire's Imperial Arms users had been successfully gathered together under Bude's personal command.

Under normal circumstances, Minister Onesky would have been the first to object, but the situation had reached a critical point. He could only trust that, after gaining more power, the old man would still keep his vow not to interfere