Elsa stared blankly at Vanessa before her.
She suddenly understood why Vanessa had received the Lord's favor and been chosen as the true Cult Leader.
When everyone else hesitated, Vanessa decided to move forward. While Elsa, who possessed Resurrection, was still wavering, Vanessa had already stepped forward without hesitation.
She might be reckless, but she would never be cowardly. Elsa entrusted her fate to the Lord; Vanessa personally carried out her will.
"I understand." Elsa drew a deep breath, her heart suddenly growing a little calmer. The time before making a decision was the most frightening. Once she decided to face fate head-on, courage instead began to rise within her.
Dorothea immediately opened a mirror surface. An enormous, rippling mirror formed before the two of them, with sharp gazes waiting on the other side. They walked out into those gazes.
The nobles naturally noticed the mirror that had abruptly appeared, and some immediately prepared to strike first, before it fully stabilized.
But an enormous iron body blocked their way.
"Guardian Protocol activated. Anyone approaching this location will be considered to be directly provoking Duke Sterling himself. Anyone launching an attack will be eliminated."
The nobles remained unmoved. Everyone who could stand here was a direct member of the Seven Holy Bloodlines. Who was afraid of whom?
"If Elliot himself were standing here, we might be willing to hear him out. But you, a mere knight granted your title, want to throw your weight around?"
One noble sneered, spirituality surging around him. He paid Evan no heed at all and was about to attack.
"Oh? What did you want to say to me?"
An indifferent voice rang out. Time seemed to freeze, and everyone present stopped moving.
An ornate carriage stood at the entrance to the Imperial Palace. Kang Laqing opened