Sword of Daybreaker

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The magic broadcast reverberates over the city, and it can be heard clearly from any corner of Oldern.

“Insane…Insane…Insane!!!”

A short stature man walked angrily in the dark red carpeted hall, expensive and delicate leather boots plunged into the thick carpet, making only a small noise. The expensive dress on his body was wrinkled by his rough movements, and even one of the buttons on the collar was dropped-it was pulled off by himself in an angry display attitude.

Several high-ranking battle mages wearing black short robes are standing near him. These battle mages are looking at the man with apathy with indifference, with no expression of pity or sarcasm on his face.

“He can’t do this! Listen, he can’t do it–even if he is the emperor!” The short man flushed and shouted loudly at the black robe mage, “He has no right to deprive me of any reputation. And titles, these titles are given to my family by his father, his grandfather, and his great-grandfather! What have I done? I have not done anything! I just try to maintain our glorious tradition that’s all! Go and reply The man who lives in the obsidian palace has no right to…”

“Sir Yule, there is one last minute left for you to arrange housework,” a black robe mage suddenly spoke in a calm tone, interrupting the man’s angry shout, “If you confirm that you have finished the arrangements, Please come with us-in addition to fulfilling the formalities, you have to explain many things to Prince Hadillon.”

“Explain what? I have nothing to explain!”

“For example, the three illegal estates under your name, or the extra gold characters in your vault–” black robe mage said quietly, “Or those who disappeared in your family castle?”

The short man flushed even more suddenly, and looked at Rogue mage in front of him angrily: “Listen, I don’t know where these unprovoked accusations come from-and even if they exist, this is for What is it for a nobleman like me? Are you taking me away from here just based on these accusations!?”

“Unfortunately, you really only have one choice-go to the Obsidian Palace with us. This at least proves that you are loyal to Empire and to the Emperor Your Majesty himself.”

The short man stared, and then he suddenly seemed to calm down again. He took a half step back, tugged his coat vigorously, and said word by word: “Let that smell of mother’s milk not yet The dried Hadiren Augustus came to see me in person, or let his father come!”