(MC POV)
We were stopped quite a number of times by the guards patrolling around the palace. I was quite surprised they were even guarding it at this point instead of running away like I thought they would.
I mean, judging by the state of the city, it's obvious the people knew how hopeless the war was for them.
My escorts explained the situation to their colleagues and, though doubtful, they let us pass but assigned even more people to watch me.
The people sure do like their king despite him being nothing more than a puppet to the Dark Sect. I wonder why?
Maybe it has something to do with him overthrowing the last king?
Oh well, not really my business any way.
By the time I was escorted to the king's room, there were at least twenty guards accompanying me and the first two guards from the entrance which must have made quite the spectacle.
