Who Was the Oriole

Nana's plan was simple: as long as Antuen applied enough pressure, the Heavenly Realm would inevitably deploy more troops.

Cut off transportation and increase the time needed for travel back and forth.

During that time, breaking through the imperial capital would be easy.

There was no need for any follow-up plan at all.

Nana sat on her throne in midair, laughing like a madwoman.

At that moment, the monsters at the front had already met the Heavenly Realm's artillery fire.

Explosions erupted one after another.

The soil altered by magic was blasted into one massive crater after another beneath those attacks.

Not long ago, the Heavenly Realm had only just emerged from the disaster caused by Kartel.

Even the imperial capital's City Wall had only recently been rebuilt, yet it was once again facing destruction.

The imperial capital's other gate—the south gate—was far from where the battle had begun.

To fight the monsters, a considerable number of troops had already been transferred away.

Just as the soldiers thought no monsters would attack here, the alarm sounded.

The remaining soldiers in the imperial capital rushed to the south gate to provide support.

The Heavenly Realm citizens in the shelters consoled themselves, believing that Her Majesty the Empress would lead them out of this predicament.

There were two huge vacant lots within the imperial capital.

They had been purchased by adventurers as guild headquarters, yet for some reason, they had vanished without a trace overnight.

But considering that those adventurers had said some incomprehensible things before disappearing,

perhaps they had simply gone elsewhere.

So Alice had not reclaimed those two plots of land and had left them as they were.

Guild buildings reappeared on the previously empty ground.

Nana stretched as she walked out of the building. "Pinpointing the coordinates within the