A few rays of sunlight slipped through the gaps in the curtains, and everything awakened from its haze.
The crimson sun rose higher and higher, casting countless golden rays. The few white clouds floating in midair were instantly edged with brilliant gold before being dyed rose-red.
Beautiful and elegant Miss Rita sat by the window, carefully reading a thick book she had borrowed from the Empire's library.
There were many more books like it beside her. To Rita, books were one of the best ways to understand this world, even if some of their contents were merely fiction and speculation.
But clever Miss Rita could naturally tell the difference.
After reading for more than an hour, her eyes grew a little tired. She temporarily set down her book, picked up the exquisite teacup beside her, and took a small sip of sweet black tea.
Then she shifted her gaze to the flowers beside her. They were flowers Princess Mia had picked and placed here for her to tend. They were not only beautiful, but fragrant as well.
Rita was the only one in the room now. Lady Bianka had already set out with Sword Saint Kureha and the troops.
The Empire's territory was vast, so even if they were all cavalry, it would still take several days to reach their destination at full speed.
After all, the entire western continent had originally consisted of two Empires, seven kingdoms, and more than a dozen duchies. Only later had Jioral Kingdom, a kingdom located on the border, gradually devoured them.
According to the records in the books, Jioral Kingdom was indeed highly legendary. Back then, Jioral Kingdom had been nothing remarkable; even among the kingdoms, it could not rank near the top.
It was only because of its special location, as the