153 083. Ruppel Olfolse -1 (Part One)

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One month had passed by since King Rahamma's death.

Imposing drum beats resounded out, and the marching band performed their piece to the matching rhythm of the booming noises.

All of Aslan's subjects flooded out to the streets and knelt towards the royal palace before prostrating on the ground.

Meanwhile, the members of the Aslan aristocracy were rushing to enter the palace, fearing that they might not get there in time. While on their way, they took in the sight of the kingdom's capital city.

They spotted Paladins stationed in between the buildings, as well as in all the avenues, streets, and even on some rooftops.

In front of them were Aslan soldiers, now unarmed, kneeling on the ground while putting their hands on their heads. Some were even crouching completely to the ground too.

The Aslan nobles could only shed thick, cold sweat drops and shudder in fear. They still hadn't gotten used to the massive upheaval that was currently taking place in their own kingdom.