The cannon fire raged.
Sitting in the spacious room and listening to the bombardment outside, Duke Al-Barea clenched his hands, sweat pouring down his face.
Could they hold them off?
The moment the thought surfaced in Duke Al-Barea's mind, he forcefully suppressed it.
It would be fine. It had to be fine. They had those lunatics from the Imperial Liberation Front, as well as the Northern Jaegers. They were veterans; dealing with a mere 4th Armored Division would be no problem at all... And besides...
Thinking of this, Duke Al-Barea glanced at the two people standing beside him. One was a youth with a ridiculous mop of hair that was blue tinged with red, red tinged with black, black tinged with green, and green tinged with blue. The other was a brown-haired girl clad in armor, gripping a longsword and greatshield. Both were elite powerhouses from the Society. With them here, he should at least be safe...
"Boom!!!!"
Just as Duke Al-Barea's thoughts ran wild, the entire castle suddenly shook violently. Countless clouds of dust fell from the ceiling, and Duke Al-Barea leaped to his feet in terror, anxiously looking around. Then, at that very moment, the ceiling not far in front of him abruptly collapsed. A man wearing a black trench coat strode out from within.
"You're Duke Al-Barea, aren't you?"
Fang Zheng brushed the dust off himself and looked at the ashen-faced Elbaria.
"Alright, come with me."
"Y-You, who are you?"
"A passerby."
Fang Zheng chuckled.
"I advise you to surrender obediently and accept judgment. That way, everyone gets to save face. What do you say?"
"Utter nonsense! I am the ruler of Kruchen State, the head of Elbaria, one of the noble Four Great Houses!"
Duke Al-Barea immediately roared in fury.
"How dare you be so disrespectful