"Boom..."
The sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground came from all directions of the imperial capital. The frightened soldiers of the northern army who were guarding the city wall picked up their weapons in a hurry and entered their positions, looking in the direction of the sound.
A few days ago, in order to hold the enthronement ceremony of the third prince, the imperial guards had almost withdrawn to the imperial palace and handed over the city guarding of the imperial capital to the northern army that had returned with the third prince.
At first, everything went so smoothly.
It was not until the soldiers of the northern army on the city wall saw the amazing scene in the sky above the imperial palace.
Rakshasa was killed by Moore.
Although it was a little far away, among the soldiers of the northern army, there were many people with good eyesight, as well as the mage.