Translated by A Passing Wanderer
Edited by RED
The heads of the twin brothers, Marvel and Marcel, were lowered deeply while their whole bodies were frozen stiff.
It had taken them a whole month to visit Aslan and return to the Theocratic Empire, despite travelling as fast as humanly possible. The weather conditions made it difficult to fly on the back of the Bone Wyvern all the time, so sometimes they had no choice but to travel on carriages instead.
The twins shuddered away. They were deeply fatigued by their lengthy itinerary, yet there was no time to rest.
It wasn't just the twins who were frozen stiff and rooted to their spots, however.
Inside the Imperial Audience Chamber...
Paladins were standing in orderly rank and file. These brave knights, who wouldn't normally budge an inch from anything, were all dripping with cold sweat under their helms at the moment.