While busy dealing with Eve, there were also things that needed to be kept secret.
But the world was changing, too.
Lothair's death had completely become public knowledge.
Rumors accompanied it.
A white-haired woman with holy light abilities stronger than those of the current Saintess had been seen in the Western Territory.
She had defeated the God's Chosen Lothair, who had been corrupted by the Evil God, alongside Lynn's army.
With all these major developments underway,
the various factions were stirring, turning their eyes toward the Northern Continent.
Some factions were also terrified by the rising Empire's Northern Border.
Whatever the case,
the time to choose a future had arrived.
Lothair and the Evil God within him had demonstrated in two battles that the world's hopes were utterly misplaced.
If Lynn's army had previously been thought to rely entirely on so-called technology and sheer output to overwhelm other countries,
then the Battle of Wuzhong Prefecture showed that their tactics were also impressive, and that they had a powerful high-ranking army as well. It was a warning that making an enemy of the Northern Border was dangerous.
Lothair had been lured deep into enemy territory, surrounded on all sides, and fought with all his courage.
That brought to life the very scene the world least wanted to see.
Strength. Individual strength.
No matter how clever or wise someone was, without military might, they would still be destroyed or enslaved.
People didn't know how strong Lynn was.
But surely they knew how strong Lothair was?
Lynn had been able to fight Lothair in close combat.
That alone meant the assassination fantasies people had entertained were no longer viable.
Countless great figures had once been assassinated, causing their empires and kingdoms to fall short of their goals.
Now, some princes and nobles had