Today, there were still ten days to go before the Azeroth Empire on the floating island officially held its "partitioning the world" conference. The empire had issued an ultimatum to the world on the continent of El Sallia and invited anyone capable of attending, along with every major kingdom.
Meanwhile, some troublesome little girl was naturally still wandering around and getting into mischief somewhere on the ground, completely unconcerned with the chaos and trouble her arrival had caused this world.
Of course, knowing about it wouldn't have made any difference.
She had never taken such boring things to heart. That was just the kind of little girl she was: carefree and utterly wilful!
As for what was happening now?
In the imperial capital's palace, Emperor Bernhardt and his subordinates were troubled by the many problems she had caused.
More specifically, the latest one...
"Your Majesty!"
"I don't understand!"
"Why did you give the Magic Sword to Bozel?"
"If it really is the key to activating that dreadful weapon, wouldn't it be better for the sword to remain in our empire's hands?"
Vargas had come to the throne room with Lyon and Imelda. The moment he saw Emperor Bernhardt seated on the throne, he impatiently asked his question.
After all, they had gone to great lengths to obtain the Magic Sword. They had even been willing to make enemies of Karthus and the entire continent of El Sallia to break its seal. The process had involved only a few minor problems, but what he couldn't understand was why, after learning the sword's true purpose, their emperor had simply given it away.
"Hahaha!"
"What's the matter?"
"Didn't Egbert explain the situation to you?"
Seeing his three trusted subordinates arrive together to demand answers, Emperor Bernhardt knew they meant no harm. They were