Half an hour later, a Low-Tier Holy Seal warrior clad in golden armor arrived at the city gate with several hundred Royal Guards.
Every thirty meters, two Royal Guards left the formation and stood back-to-back on either side of the road.
"Welcome to the Kingdom of Skalovi, esteemed envoys. His Majesty is already waiting for you in the Royal Palace Main Hall. Please follow me," Vaot said respectfully, bowing.
Velin stood, straightened his clothes, and gestured for the other party to lead the way.
As he walked over the stone pavement, Velin occasionally surveyed the surroundings. The decor was dominated by dark tones, projecting a sense of solemn majesty.
Before long, the three arrived at the Royal Palace Main Hall.
Vaot stopped at the entrance, stepped aside, and made an inviting gesture.
Velin nodded slightly and walked into the Royal Palace Main Hall.
As they entered the hall, lights flared to life, illuminating the vast, empty palace.
Rivacamon, dressed in splendid robes, rose from the throne. Under the gazes of the two men, he descended the steps one at a time and came to the center of the hall.
"Velin Ex, Ambassador to the Kingdom of Skalovi from the Expeditionary Army, greets King Rivacamon." Velin placed his right hand over his chest, leaned forward slightly, and saluted him.
"There is no need for such formality, Ambassador Velin." Rivacamon fixed his eyes on the black-haired young man before him and spoke unhurriedly. "The Kingdom worships the Goddess of Life. If you wish to purge the remnants of the Church of the Beast God and the Rebel Nobles colluding with foreign nations, I will have my loyal guard, General Vaot, assist you."
Hearing this, Velin did not stand on ceremony and went straight to the point. "Your Majesty Rivacamon, the wealth of