This time, Angel had not come with merely two or three companions as before. She had brought three thousand elite Royal Knights with her. Though these knights merely looked more splendidly dressed, Li could see clearly that every one of them possessed around level-ten magical power. By that standard—
if the Mist Empire had thirty thousand knights at this level, it would have no need to fear the Alvarez Principality at all. Yet no matter how he looked at it, the three thousand Royal Knights Angel had brought were merely there for show.
As for the person leading the three thousand Royal Knights, it was Dimar. Li could not help but smile when he glanced at him. He had not expected this fellow to still be the same. Dimar was dressed in a fitted azure outfit, and he truly did look somewhat like a young nobleman.
Angel, meanwhile, sat atop an extraordinarily luxurious carriage. She had no need to worry about assassination at all. Given her strength, there were probably only a handful of people who could truly kill her.
The curtains of her carriage had already been rolled up. She looked around on either side, yet maintained an air of utmost grace and elegance. Even if a master of noble etiquette stood before her to find fault, they would not be able to pick out much. Bradman, meanwhile, rode behind the carriage with a cold expression.
Watching this parade so full of political significance, Li could not help feeling rather uninterested. Honestly, the reason they had yet to set out was because Li feared something might happen at a time like this. However, Baderia City appeared exceptionally peaceful, so no major incident was likely to occur.
People talked about the calm before the storm, but this was not yet