On this day, a large regiment of armored knights surrounding many big carriages entered the Lionheart City, which was completely deserted at the moment.
At the very front was a golden chariot, and its coachman was none other than the Knight-Marshal of the Humane Kingdom, Galant, clad in his black armor.
"Garrison the city!" His loud, solemn voice reverberated in the vicinity.
A small group of knights quickly sprang into action and took the abandoned posts of the lionheart city gates.
Except for this small group, the main group continues to travel toward lion street.
Many people were paying attention to this from a distance.
They knew today the fate of Silver Tyrant or the Royal Family was going to be decided and whoever comes out on top will be the de facto ruler of the entire Humane Kingdom.
The King was here with his personal royal knights and the Knight-Marshal, as well as many high-ranking nobles with their personal guards, were also following him.
