"Hmph!"
A streak of golden light flashed past, and the spear-chain extended several times over, sweeping across the executioner captain's eyes.
"Aah!!!" The executioner captain clutched his eyes and rolled across the ground in agony.
"Just as expected—Blood of the Guilty," Judgement of Thunder said coldly.
Judgement of Thunder, whose hobby was Blood of the Guilty, could hardly fail to distinguish a sinner from anyone else.
"An Imperial Arm User!" someone suddenly shouted from within the soldiers rushing forward.
At the mention of an Imperial Arm User, panic spread through every soldier. Not a single one dared step forward, and they even began slowly backing away.
No matter how they looked at it, the chains floating around that woman looked like an Imperial Arm.
Ordinary soldiers only knew what an Imperial Arm User was. They had no idea what specific Imperial Arms existed.
In any case, being afraid was enough.
And after getting scared, of course they ran.
They did not even bother with their officer, who was rolling on the ground with his eyes blinded. All the soldiers fled.
Imperial Arm Users required elite soldiers to deal with. Naturally, these soldiers, who were barely stronger than militia, had no desire to risk their lives.
You only made a few hundred a month. Why the hell were you risking your life?
What? The pay was not only more than a few hundred, but actually quite high?
Then you definitely should not risk your life!
Running was the right call.
And those numerous ordinary people who had been watching? They had already scattered completely.
Without a strong survival instinct, one simply could not survive in the Imperial Capital.
"Your Highness..." After taking down the several people who had been hung from crosses and tortured to within an inch of their lives,