Moonlight scattered over the towering mountain peaks, casting mottled shadows of rocks and outlining the distant forest, lending an ethereal and tranquil air to the scene.
Accompanied by the strong men of the Pars Empire who had quietly disappeared at the far end of the deep moonlit night, the land was far from calm.
Several robust figures exuding dangerous auras appeared out of thin air not far from the den.
"Grand Knight Commander, those fellows from the Pars Empire have completely left."
A middle-aged, robust knight with golden magic patterns flashing on his hand, stepped forward and said to another even more imposing knight clad in golden armor, "I did not expect the crown prince of the Pars Empire to come."
"It's not surprising, His Majesty the Holy King also places great importance on this matter."