Perhaps the Spirit King had given the order. This small elven army moved through the Spirit Kingdom without obstruction, and with the aid of magic, it soon arrived outside the royal capital.
The old elven mage explained a few things to Kurumi, had the army set up camp outside the city, then headed into the royal capital with several other officers and the carriage.
The sudden appearance of a sizeable army outside the royal capital naturally attracted the elves' curiosity. Besides, the capital saw an enormous daily flow of spiritual energy, and with nobles deeply entrenched there, all sorts of news soon began flying around.
Several nobles who had been currying favor were somewhat dumbfounded. They had intended to stop the army in one of the earlier cities, say a few words to that woman, then enter the city to serve the Spirit King. Instead, the army had not passed through any cities at all...
At that moment, several elven nobles were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
"I heard they just entered the city."
"Can we stop them?"
"Hard to say."
"What do we do?"
"Didn't you just receive a batch of premium goods? Why not present them directly to His Great Majesty now? You go to the palace. We'll find that woman and explain the stakes to her."
The bald elderly elf pondered for a moment before finally nodding in agreement.
These great nobles were quite reliable when it came to getting things done in the city. Before long, they had contacted the city guards and stopped Kurumi's carriage.
The city guards were exceedingly polite. They served tea while washing clean fruit for the frontline officers.
In the Spirit Kingdom, frontline soldiers were the least valuable people of this era. Usually, only elves who had offended