The imperial capital of the Kingdom of Frost.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
In the past, the imperial capital of Molinke was brightly lit at night. The streets were filled with merchants and tourists, as well as dancers from various taverns. The entire city exuded a kind of luxurious prosperity.
However, today was also brightly lit. However, the original crystal light from the shops on the street had become the ‘torch’that was engraved with the illumination spell in the hands of the city guards.
The pedestrians walking on the street also hid in their houses tonight, not daring to go out on the street.
The entire street had long been occupied by the heavily armored city guards.
Baron Grogan was a member of the city guards. His noble birth had given him a position as the commander of the city guards.
“This is the first martial law in the imperial city in more than ten years.”
