Volume 1.35 Plans on the Roll

Heran, Capital City of the Raven Empire

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The sky remained starless. Everyone could feel the chill from the cold wind from time to time. Creeping into their skin and adding to their anxiety. It has been a week already, and things had calmed down for everyone.

However, everyone was not certain anymore. The sub-event to subdue all the guardians ended without warning. Though the main event remained the same.

The Mastermind of the Rebels.

Under the dungeons hidden... The worst state of the empire, where dangerous criminals were prisoned.

When the empire was in peril, what happened to these underground prisoners?

If it was in normal events, they would have wreaked havoc already or escaped. However, none of that happened due to one certain person.

"Your highness, are you certain that it's alright for you to stay like this?"

Ephraim's gaze was cold. He looked at the two men he just caught. He thought before that they would struggle against him, however, they came freely with him.