"Lord Bishop! Lord Bishop! Something bad has happened! The nobles have opened the inner city gates and surrendered! The rebels have entered the city! They are now heading towards the imperial palace and the cathedral!"
In the Eternal Cathedral of Maniya City, Bishop Wenstar knelt before the statue of the Eternal Lord, listening to the anxious message from the church monk behind him, and paused slightly.
He was silent for a moment, then nodded gently:
"I understand."
"Mr. Wenstar..."
Beside Bishop Wenstar, the young Empress clutched his robe, her face filled with tension, her smile a tight bundle.
Seeing the young majesty's expression full of tension, worry, and confusion, Bishop Wenstar's gaze was somewhat complicated.
He reached out and took the girl's cold little hand in his, speaking softly:
"My Majesty... the rebels have entered the city, the nobles have surrendered, this place is no longer safe."
"But... but didn't the Dukes say we still have thirty thousand Guards?"
