Sweet moments were always short-lived. After night fell, Nalant left Stella's tent.
Early the next morning, all the nobles of Glory Continent, led by the six great empires, began advancing toward the Black Rock Plains.
Stella, meanwhile, was escorted to the Sacred City by representatives of the six great empires.
Although Bernard, as her father, also needed to head to the Black Rock Plains to manage his territory, he was worried about Stella. He chose to go to the Sacred City first and wait until Stella was truly settled before leaving.
Watching Stella depart while looking back every few steps, Nalant finally turned White Dragon around.
"We're setting off too!"
With that, Nalant led his followers after the other parties toward the Black Rock Plains.
"Your Highness, that brat has already left!" As Nalant departed with his party, several pairs of venomous eyes watched him from nearby.
They belonged to First Prince Eric of the Bach Empire and his followers.
"Go on, then! I can't kill you openly right now, but once you reach your territory, I guarantee you won't live to see next spring. This is the price of offending Eric!" First Prince Eric said coldly.
The followers around him heard this and remained respectfully silent, not daring to make a sound.
After venting fiercely with his words, Eric turned to his followers. "Kari, have you remembered what I instructed you last night?"
"Your Highness, this subordinate remembers it clearly. I guarantee the news will not leak. When the time comes, that brat will have been killed when beastmen attacked his territory. It will have nothing to do with us!"
"Mm. Then leave with the merchant caravan in a few days. There happens to be a batch of retired weapons that needs transporting there!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"