Today, the city of Karthus—already under pressure from the Imperial Army, with a storm looming—was still relatively calm.
But the scene in the council hall of the royal castle was entirely different.
At that very moment, Karthus's leaders had descended into chaos, especially after Elwynn and the other battered remnants of the "Radiant Legion" returned to Karthus and brought Lord Loren the terrible news!
"Lord Loren!"
"Please calm down!"
"You don't have the strength to attack a floating city, and you shouldn't try. It would only mean certain death!"
Seeing Lord Loren and his companions fully armed and ready to lead their troops into battle, the legendary archmage Jessica had no choice but to step forward and patiently try to dissuade him.
She had anticipated this reaction on their way back. She had thought he would be more rational—that even if he wanted to act, he would wait until the siege of Karthus had been lifted. But she hadn't expected him to react even more violently than she'd imagined.
"Exactly!"
"Lord Loren, please think this through!"
Elwynn hurried forward and joined in the effort to reason with him.
"Calm down?"
Bam!!
"Shut up!"
"How am I supposed to stay calm?"
"Huh?!"
Loren was furious. He even flipped over a square table beside him.
"How am I supposed to stay calm?!"
"To begin with!"
"You said you wanted to find the dark Scepter. I agreed, and even sent troops with you when the front lines were in danger. And what happened?"
"You didn't bring back the Scepter, and now the Imperial Army has occupied the place!"
"Then you said we had to find that holy sword to stand against the Empire's Magic Sword. I agreed to that too, and even gave you Karthus's finest soldiers to form that so-called Radiant Legion