"What are you doing at the border, Sylvan? Are you rebelling?"
In the Royal Palace in the capital, Hoen was tied to a chair. The rope that bound him was not made of ordinary materials but magic.
Hoen struggled violently and glared at the man with purple hair and elven ears in front of him.
He had planned to lead the army in the palace to attack and eliminate all the forces related to the Watson family. However, before he could leave, he was controlled by Sylvan. If it were in the past, he would still have the strength to fight against the most powerful mage in the Holy Dragon Kingdom. However, the other party had just said, "Absolute explosion." Then, he was blown away and lost consciousness. When he woke up, he was already there.
"General Hoen, don't be so agitated. Yes, I am rebelling. The era of King Landhar III has long passed. It is a fantasy for him to dream of becoming a king and controlling everything. "
