The Shattered Knight's Sword

Inside the castle, Head Maid Mana emerged from the hall and casually drew down the splendid tasseled curtain, blocking the other servants' view into the hall.

No sooner had Head Maid Mana stepped into the corridor than servants gathered around her, asking about the visitor.

They had all heard that the visitor called herself "Tavel Shannon." They might not recognize the female knight in golden armor, but they were certainly familiar with the surname Shannon.

In the entire Golden Sparrow Empire, only the royal family could bear the surname Shannon.

Coupled with the news that had arrived earlier—the Shannon royal family was personally leading an expedition into Yamei Province—could the woman inside be the one in question?

No matter how those around her questioned her, Mana did not utter a word from beginning to end. She merely kept everyone outside the hall, leaving the space for conversation to those within.

At that moment, the atmosphere inside the hall was somewhat subtle.

Angel sat on the sofa. On the table before him lay a knight's sword shattered into several pieces. The sword itself was exquisitely ornate, inlaid with pearls and gemstones. Its craftsmanship was no less refined than the handiwork of the Kula Kuka people, and its blade had clearly been extremely sharp.

This was undoubtedly a worldly divine weapon forged through the combined efforts of a master craftsman and a master weaponsmith. Even in the Wizarding World, it would have made a fine collectible.

Of course, that was on the premise that it remained whole.

Unfortunately, not long ago, this knight's sword had broken into several pieces. Its owner—Tavel Shannon, the Empire's Seventh Princess—also gazed regretfully at the sword and let out a soft sigh.

Angel's gaze was likewise fixed on the shattered knight's sword, his eyes full of confusion.