To the west of the Sakran Prince's Domain, across the rushing river, the land surrounded by the Jewel River was the most prosperous and fertile land in the Sacland Empire, and was also known to the Sakrand people as "New Sakland", or "West Sakland".

It is also the place where the imperial capital of Golovin is located.

If the imperial capital of Golovin is a palace, then the princely domain is its wall and barrier;

If Golovin is compared to a queen who looks down on the world, the prince is her knight.

For the Sakran Empire, or especially the Sakran people, this land that was first named "New Sackland" was not only their new capital, but also a symbol of an ancient kingdom that had been hovering under the majesty of the "Northern Dragon" for hundreds of years, and for the first time walked towards their steps of world conquest.

Just thirteen generations ago, the ancestors of the Dessalion family, whom Brandon de Salion called "lucky", built a new capital on the newly conquered land at the suggestion of the then Holy Cross Church in order to marry the "Dragon Queen" Brünnhilde.

Golovin, which means "great victory".

Empire, which began.

Along the rushing Gem River is an endless road, with endless wheat fields, orchards and hedged ditches in the distance, large and small churches and manors dotted on this land, and dark green evergreen trees towering like a barrier on both sides of the road;

Under the sun-drenched dome, the slaughter of the northern kingdom disappeared from the land, and only the warm breeze carrying the moisture from the river of jewels, blowing the evergreens on both banks.

More than ten days after the battle of the Broken Mountain Fortress, on the road to the imperial capital of Golovin, a small team was slowly moving forward.

"His Royal Highness Brandon de Salion, the Thirteenth Generation of the Supreme and the Second in Line to the Throne of the Empire, blessed by the Holy Cross... Tut-tut, it's really a shame to be able to come up with so many titles for me as a powerless guy!"

In the carriage, while jokingly settling with the wizard advisor sitting opposite him, Brandon, who was still looking at the letterhead in his hand, shook his head again and again, and the corners of his mouth reached the root of his ears:

"We are honored... This place is used incorrectly, they should want to write about it, it's a pity... Knowing that you have arrived in the Crown Territory of West Sacland, and that you are already on your way to the imperial capital of Golovin;"

"Fifteen days before you, the war in the north has reached the imperial capital, and the nobles of the empire are all pleasantly surprised to hear that you have resisted the invasion of monsters on your own... Well, I can already imagine their jaws dropping to the ground. ”

"Knowing that you are unharmed, your humble courtiers wept with joy and raised their glasses in celebration... I might have been happier if I had changed it to crying, or gritting my teeth or something... And I sincerely wish you a very smooth journey;"

"May the Holy Cross bless you... Didn't you just say that I was blessed by the Holy Cross, is this schizophrenia? We are very excited and looking forward to welcoming you... Well, I'm afraid it's not a smile on my face, and I ...... in my heart."

The black-haired wizard rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand to interrupt him very weakly:

"Do you really have to complain about every sentence?"

"The joy of life lies in being able to find fun, otherwise what fun is there?" The natural Royal Highness of the Prince shrugged his shoulders and threw the letter out of the window casually:

"All in all, it means that up to my beloved father and His Majesty, down to any stray dog on the street, I know where I have been - so much attention really flatters me, the 'disgraced prince'!"

Looking at Brandon with a smile on his face, Loren, who looked indifferent, did not speak, but sighed softly.

Although I had expected it before I came, it was only after I actually set foot on the land of West Sackeland that I could truly feel the changes brought about by the Battle of the Broken Mountain Fortress.

Beginning with the letterhead received after disembarking from the Gem River, many people could be seen wandering around the camp almost every day, carefully observing and following them.

According to Edward, only a handful of them were night watchmen in the imperial capital of Golovin to ensure Brandon's whereabouts, but many more were agents of various forces, especially the nobles.

It's impossible to confirm each of them, but there are some good players among them, and even if they meet someone who is not sure they will win—Loren wouldn't even be sure if it weren't for Asriel.

The night watchman of Rut Infinit, a strange assassin, a skilled killer, and a suspected wizard agent...... Almost all the forces in the imperial capital are already silently waiting for Brandon de Salion's arrival.

It is really difficult to say whether the originally unknown Brandon de Salion is suddenly so "high-profile" that it is really difficult to say whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

Let Brandon de Salion be at the heart of the whole affair and keep yourself out of it... This should have been Connod's plan in the first place, and Loren couldn't think of anything else.

"There should be an 'ultimate goal' in a person's life, and everything else must be served for this purpose......

But they don't know what their goal is, just like a fish swimming against the current, looking for a wave that can ride the momentum, crossing one dangerous shoal after another, and getting what they want......

They can't see it, so they won't understand how I did it, they won't guess my plan, that's their weakness......"

Loren couldn't remember how he looked when the little wizard told him this;

What exactly... Is it Conrad de Salion's "ultimate plan"?

As the heir to the empire in the near future, everything he could get his hands on was already available, and even if Brandon did try to challenge his position, the odds were slim to none.

It was a possibility, but it wasn't something he would think of right now...... His Majesty Eckhart II is still here, and what will happen after it is not yet known;

Thinking about the future now, it seems that he is just doing useless work, how can a person like Conod do useless work?

Just when the two of them were meditating hard and leisurely, the marching procession suddenly stopped, and the indifferent Edward suddenly walked over:

"Your Highness Brandon, someone is here!"

The vigilant black-haired wizard was the first to leave the carriage, his dark pupils narrowing into slits, reflecting the horizon in the distance.

At the end of the road, in the smoke and dust of the bright sun, a group of cavalry was approaching rapidly.

At the forefront, a knight carrying a banner and traveling lightly.

The Iron Crown held up by the three-headed dragon......

With a long sigh of relief, the black-haired wizard waved his hand at Edward beside him—the indifferent Night's Watch probably remembered what had happened on his way to the Broken Mountain Fortress.

The cavalrymen stopped at the front of the line, and the cavalryman who was at the front threw his flag to the squire behind him, then turned over and dismounted, and the guards on both flanks made way for him.

Loren, who was standing on the side of the carriage, raised an eyebrow and looked at the comer.

The other party was not tall, and even a little thin, but the color of his skin and the way he walked proved that he was in good health, and he was not very old, but his face was a little wrinkled, and he was obviously the kind of traveler who had been away all the year round.

The most important point... Although he carried the royal flag of de Salion, he wore a standard Holy Cross robe, and his gestures were clearly that of a clergyman.

And Loren always felt that this guy... It's a little familiar.

The thin-faced priest walked to the distance of about ten meters from the black-haired wizard with a kind smile, and bowed his head slightly in a very rigid manner: "In the name of His Majesty Eckhart II, I would like to extend my sincere greetings to His Royal Highness Brandon de Salion and all the gentlemen. ”

"Below is the humble servant of the Holy Cross, a new clergyman of the Cathedral, and you can call me Weber, and please do not be polite. ”

After saying this, the young priest looked up and smiled as he walked towards the black-haired wizard who was still inexplicably speaking: "Your Excellency Loren Turin, we haven't seen each other for a long time since the Morning Star Forest parted. ”

"You can't have forgotten about me, the little priest of Gumu Town, have you?"