Chapter 241

News of the events at the Imperial Council spread across the entire continent almost simultaneously.

And just a little before that, a force had gathered in the Duchy of Lancaster.

Those who had followed the ‘Count of Jet Black’ in the Parliament and resolved to doubt and oppose the Empire’s power.

The Great Hall of Lancaster Castle.

As leader of the Shadow Camp, Dale silently bowed his head. Beside Duchess Charlotte of Lancaster, seated upon the throne. The couple who had now secured that seat as the empire’s foremost Grand Princes.

Moreover, gathered there were the standard-bearers of the shadows, and even those resolved to break away from the empire amidst the turbulent order of power.

Coldly calculating his own chess pieces, Dale raised his head impassively.

“Your Highnesses present here surely remember clearly the power the Empire displayed during the Unification War that day.”

Officially, Dale of Saxony was born after the continent’s unification war ended. Yet Dale was never an outsider to that war.

For it stood at the empire’s very front lines, more than anyone else, willingly serving as the standard-bearer executing their ambitions.

“Despite knowing that power, I express my deepest gratitude for the courage of the nobles who willingly joined me.”

Dale continued.

“Therefore, our goal is singular.”

To bring down the empire.

“After that, I will never interfere with the decisions you make upon the ruins of the fallen empire.”