Approximation of the Imperial Army

“Sorcery, and now a fucking Wyvern–” The Emperor let out a sharp sigh.

In front of him now, a line of ministers and the Imperial council had gathered. In the throne room that was filled with all the most important people in the Euclase Empire and all the invited guests who came to the wedding, Axias cursed.

“Haven't the Wyverns been exterminated by His Grace the Old Duke and His Majesty, Emperor Soleil I? How can there still be–”

"Sorcery," Ezra interrupted Ezekiel's question, then added, "And Necromancy."

Ezra who was still wearing her wedding dress furrowed her brows in memory of the events in her previous life. Supposedly, the experiments that Ethan conducted to create a strong air force still have not yielded results for now.

Did someone help him…?

And… why in this life did Ethan dare to show his trump card right away?

Ezra didn't realize her words made everyone turn to her. And at that very second, everyone looked at her in surprise.