Some of them had joined the Forbidden Army through achievements in martial arts tournaments, others were descendants of older Forbidden Army members, and children of the Conqueror's followers, all unquestionably loyal and from good families.
But their enemies were not from common stock.
Iolion had consented to the matter.
He sat alone on the throne, watching the Black Iron Forbidden Army with swords at their backs, marching out in single file, leaving the entire court desolate.
The White Steel Princess's raid had severely weakened the Holy War Army, stripping them of their siege capabilities for several days.
The Heavenly Pegasus Plain had become the stronghold for the Holy War Army. All labor from villages and towns was gathered to support the Holy War Army, restoring the camp.
The White Steel Princess was extremely annoyed as she watched from the city walls.
"How did everyone suddenly become a guide?"
"Who exactly are the rebels here?"
