Chhhhhhhh-

The terrace door closed, and the curtains were shut the moment he raised his hand.

The scenery outside the terrace was now gone.

The bright sun and the cheering of the citizens. Neither of those things could be seen or heard.

Crown prince Alberu started to speak.

�Commander Cale Henituse.�

�Yes, your highness.�

Only the winter chill cooled the room once the sunlight was gone. Alberu looked at the four nobles� stiff expressions before asking Cale a question.

�What do we have to do now?�

A calm response quickly came at his relaxed question.

�We need to go rip down the Empire�s flag.�

Crown prince Alberu could see Cale�s appearance.

Although he had signaled the end of the war, Cale was still wearing the northeast region�s commander�s black uniform.

It was now the end of winter. The Roan Kingdom was stretching out its wings, similar to the animals who were stretching as they came out of hibernation in order to greet spring.

However, the expressions on the faces of the nobles listening to Cale and the crown prince started to be filled with different colors.

There was only one thing that these two could mean right now.

The Roan Kingdom wanted to take over the Empire.

The Ailan household was known as the leader of the Roan Kingdom�s southeast region. The head of that household, Marquis Sand Ailan, saw the expression on crown prince Alberu�s face and gulped.

��He means it.�

The crown prince really was aiming for the Empire.

And he had called the kingdom�s highest nobles here in order to express that desire.

�No. He didn�t only call us.�

Marquis Sand Ailan�s gaze headed to a spot about halfway between himself and the crown prince. Cale Henituse was standing there. He seemed to have already discussed everything with the crown prince.

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