177 095. Judgement of the Heretic -1 Part One
In a basement floor located below the imperial palace.
In this place that was normally used as storage, Harman and the accompanying Paladins were furrowing their brows.
A large bookshelf located near the wall by the corner had been destroyed beyond repair. The wall there had crumbled, revealing a hole that led to an underground passageway.
The surroundings were dyed in blood, and servants in charge of managing this storage were gruesomely murdered.
Harman thought to himself. ‘Did he infiltrate through here?’
This secret underground passageway led to a staircase connected to the exterior of the imperial palace.
However, the interior of the passage was constructed like a complicated maze. Not to mention, all sorts of traps were installed there, as well.
In addition, barriers constructed through magical means were set up within the secret passage, ensuring that in case an intruder managed to break in, a warning siren would go off.
**
Holy Emperor Kelt Olfolse had been in a buoyant mood up until not too long ago.
That was because, in a few hours, the Seventh Imperial Prince was scheduled to head to the Church of Caiolium and attack it with an army.
It would’ve been the boy’s very first military campaign. To put it another way, the first military achievement of the successor to the throne.
He couldn’t help but feel quite attached to his seventh grandson since it seemed like the boy was trying to console his grandfather from the pain of losing Raphael.
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That’s why Kelt Olfolse made thorough preparations.
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Even though he was the Holy Emperor, he personally stepped up to conduct and conclude the reorganisation procedure of the five forces of the empire, which was currently gathered in the capital city’s main plaza.
The defeat of Raphael and the accompanying five hundred Paladins and Priests indicated that the Church of Caiolium had made sufficient preparations to fight back.
As such, Kelt wanted to properly aid his grandson just in case.
“Also, as a former member of the Order of the Golden Cross, he knew the layout of the imperial palace as well as the weaknesses in its defence, your majesty.”
“And because he went around in the disguise of a Golden Cross Paladin, almost none suspected him of being…”
The Holy Emperor angrily unleashed his divinity. “Who said I’m in the mood to listen to your excuses?”
“…”
Everyone present clamped their mouth shut.
The Holy Emperor could only massage his temples while staring at the nobles. He knew that now wasn’t the time to vent his anger on these people.
Indeed, he was responsible for lowering his guard out of his excitement.
‘We cannot hold back any longer.’
In this place that was normally used as storage, Harman and the accompanying Paladins were furrowing their brows.
A large bookshelf located near the wall by the corner had been destroyed beyond repair. The wall there had crumbled, revealing a hole that led to an underground passageway.
The surroundings were dyed in blood, and servants in charge of managing this storage were gruesomely murdered.
Harman thought to himself. ‘Did he infiltrate through here?’
This secret underground passageway led to a staircase connected to the exterior of the imperial palace.
However, the interior of the passage was constructed like a complicated maze. Not to mention, all sorts of traps were installed there, as well.
In addition, barriers constructed through magical means were set up within the secret passage, ensuring that in case an intruder managed to break in, a warning siren would go off.
**
Holy Emperor Kelt Olfolse had been in a buoyant mood up until not too long ago.
That was because, in a few hours, the Seventh Imperial Prince was scheduled to head to the Church of Caiolium and attack it with an army.
It would’ve been the boy’s very first military campaign. To put it another way, the first military achievement of the successor to the throne.
He couldn’t help but feel quite attached to his seventh grandson since it seemed like the boy was trying to console his grandfather from the pain of losing Raphael.
3
That’s why Kelt Olfolse made thorough preparations.
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Even though he was the Holy Emperor, he personally stepped up to conduct and conclude the reorganisation procedure of the five forces of the empire, which was currently gathered in the capital city’s main plaza.
The defeat of Raphael and the accompanying five hundred Paladins and Priests indicated that the Church of Caiolium had made sufficient preparations to fight back.
As such, Kelt wanted to properly aid his grandson just in case.
“Also, as a former member of the Order of the Golden Cross, he knew the layout of the imperial palace as well as the weaknesses in its defence, your majesty.”
“And because he went around in the disguise of a Golden Cross Paladin, almost none suspected him of being…”
The Holy Emperor angrily unleashed his divinity. “Who said I’m in the mood to listen to your excuses?”
“…”
Everyone present clamped their mouth shut.
The Holy Emperor could only massage his temples while staring at the nobles. He knew that now wasn’t the time to vent his anger on these people.
Indeed, he was responsible for lowering his guard out of his excitement.
‘We cannot hold back any longer.’