Emperor Maximilian came out of the Royal Palace, standing in the courtyard with his attendants.
Compared to a year ago, he looked weak. His arrogance had vanished, and now his face was covered with wrinkles.
Looking at the bright sky suddenly darkening, he couldn't help but frown as an ominous feeling crept up his spine.
"Why is this happening?" he murmured sadly, sensing what was about to happen. After all, he had once intended to do the same to the neighboring Empire alongside his Royal brother.
As the oppressive pressure descended, he also fell to his knees, unable to withstand the spiritual pressure bearing down upon him as he gasped for breath, clutching his chest.
Eloise, who had been reviewing the Empire's financial records, also came out.
The sight that greeted her made her blood run cold.
Before she completely understood what was going on, she also fell to her knees.