What happened in the Imperial Capital could not be kept from Ryan. Even on the battlefield of the Otherworld Plane, Ryan quickly learned what had happened. Of course, there was also the letter Count Clayton had sent back.
"Solarian is threatening Father?"
After Ryan and Aatrox finished reading it, both their expressions turned cold.
"How could Clayton possibly submit to such a threat? Damn Solarian, he really isn't dead!"
Aatrox said through gritted teeth. If Solarian was not dead, then the Clayton name would forever remain disgraced. The title of deceiver would likely never be shed.
He had deceived the whole world, deceived the emperor, deceived the grand dukes, deceived the nobles.
"There's no point worrying about that now. As long as we remain strong, those so-called rumors will collapse on their own."
Ryan was not particularly stirred by it. After putting down the letter, he looked at the war before him and said:
"Solarian cannot act too casually either. He personally caused a defeat for the Church of Dawn and faked his death to escape. If he suddenly came back to life, it would not only be Clayton who was humiliated, but the entire empire."
"He needs to wait. He needs time to accomplish the purpose behind his fake death, so he cannot come back to life on 'the second day after his death.' As long as we move quickly enough, Solarian will not dare stop Clayton's coronation at the cost of exposing himself."
"How many troops does Clayton still have?"
Above the fortress, Brandt received new orders. Borgeld rode her Armored Bear and leaped down, smashing the fortress gates flying. The Stag Legion poured out in file, spreading into a magnificent line across the desolate land.
On the chilly morning, a layer of frost covered the ground. After