The Archbishop of Greed Attacks

In the central square of the Royal Capital's palace, Uchiha Retsuyō stood with the 12th Division, their ranks spread out beside the spot where the aircraft was about to land.

Behind them stood Reinhard and several of the other Royal Selection candidates.

To complete the final handover ceremony, Uchiha Retsuyō had summoned important figures from the Royal Capital who had committed no serious wrongs, along with the Royal Selection candidates.

They would take part in the ceremony as the surrendering side.

The thrum of the helicopter grew louder as it approached, then it settled onto a specially cleared landing pad.

The cabin door opened, and a cold wind carrying the Royal Capital's distinctive scent swept over them.

Hane stepped out first, followed by the seven Witches, Subaru Natsuki, and the others.

Across the square, excitement flashed in Uchiha Retsuyō's eyes. He stepped forward respectfully.

"Welcome, Your Majesty!"

A deafening shout rose in unison.

Hane nodded and swept his gaze over the surrendered nobles and Royal Selection candidates. Their expressions were complicated. Some kept their heads down in silence, while others watched Hane and his party warily.

Crusch, Antana, and Priscilla stood at the front. Though they had lost their former splendor, a trace of defiance remained in their eyes.

Hane spoke, his voice calm and firm.

"I know what you're thinking. But I hope you'll keep those thoughts to yourselves and quietly accept the fate the Empire has given you."

Crusch snapped her head up and met Hane's gaze. "Why? The Dragon Kingdom has done nothing to offend you. Why start a war?"

Hane smiled faintly. "There's no grand reason. You'd do better to ask yourselves why you're so weak. Still, I hope you understand that the Empire is here not to destroy, but to rebuild."

Priscilla gave a cold