At the best vantage point nearby, a lavish and plush lounge chair had been placed.
The Emperor of the Macedonian Kingdom, Arnaud IV, was reclining upon it. Though he was too weak to walk, he refused to miss such a monumental duel.
Arnaud IV was deeply intrigued by the newly risen Sword Saint. He wanted to witness the man's true strength with his own eyes.
Several princes stood by Arnaud IV's side, fussing over him, offering their care and concern, eager to display their filial devotion.
In a corner, however, the Third Prince furrowed his brows as he gazed toward the snowy mountain in the distance.
Though his body was in the capital, his heart had long since drifted to the north.
The Nashen Kingdom had occupied several border towns. Although reconstruction was already underway, the Third Prince knew full well—it would take immense effort and time to restore them to their former state.
