"The world seems uneasy."
On the roads of The Wilds—though in The Wilds, there were no roads at all—the knights riding ahead had forcibly carved out a path, allowing the carriage behind them to proceed smoothly.
Inside the carriage, Hildegard looked unsettled. She could vaguely sense that some terrifying power was harming this world.
She could not be certain, but of one thing she was sure: the people beneath the Lion Banner were suffering hardships unseen in a thousand years.
"They need to decide who will take the final throne as quickly as possible. Humanity's strength must be concentrated if we are to rebuild Glorious Fortress, and... find the sprouting disaster hidden in the dark."
The carriage stopped. Hildegard opened the window and looked ahead.
"What happened?"
"Your Highness, there is disorder ahead."
To ensure the carriage's safety, Knight Leo did not dare continue forward, lest the chaos affect Her Highness inside.
"Leo, this is the Empire's land. Beneath the Lion Banner, there is nowhere we cannot go."
Hildegard's calm voice carried an unquestionable majesty, leaving the knight unable to object. He slowly drove the carriage forward.
Inwardly, he could not help but feel alarmed.
After obtaining extraordinary power, Her Highness had become more and more like that aged king.
Of course, that king who had unified the world—his descendants all resembled him. The problem was that the other Augustus bloodlines had all taken the initiative to learn and imitate the old king in order to gain his approval.
This Highness... had been favored by the king because of the majesty in her bones.
Ahead of the carriage was a farmstead. It depended on the outskirts of Earl City and provided the most basic food for the city within.
Chaos breaking out in a place like this was no simple