The officer in charge of the takeover entered Greywood Castle without even acknowledging their demands.
The Wallwalkers rolled down the main road toward the gates. Musket troops began securing the major roads, while cavalry spread out around the town's outskirts, cutting off contact between the visiting nobles' estates.
By the time the people from Greywood reached the gates, the first Tear Knight soldiers had already passed the outer checkpoints.
Leading the rush was Stran, Count Greywood's eldest son.
Over the past two days, almost every arrangement the family had made had passed through his hands.
For instance, after Count Greywood ordered the roads opened, it was Stran who had joined several family elders in suppressing the order.
Stran charged up to the temporary command post with more than a dozen guards. "Stop!"
Several nearby Tear Knight soldiers turned.
He walked straight up to the officer and asked, holding back his anger, "Do you know where you are?"
The officer looked down at the register in his hands. "Greywood Territory."
"Then you should know that Graywood is my own brother. You're leading troops into the governor's own family territory."
Only then did the officer raise his eyes and look at him for a few seconds. "Name."
Stran froze. "What?"
"Your name."
"Stran," he replied.
The officer nodded. "Take him away."
Only then did Stran realize what was happening. "Wait! Didn't you hear what I just said?"
Two military police soldiers had already stepped forward and stripped him of his sword.
Stran instinctively stepped back, his voice rising sharply. "Shien is my younger brother! Let go of me! Without Greywood, he wouldn't even have had that surname back then!
"He only got into the Eternal Night Wall and made it this far because the family gave him the opportunity!"
The officer had