"...Therefore, I, Reinhardt St. Lorenzo, in the name of the thirty-seventh Emperor of the Glorious Empire, declare Gregory to be a false believer!
And I call on all the nobles, knights, and citizens of the Empire to rise up and challenge him in defense of the glory of the Supreme Lord!"
In the empty main hall, Emperor Reinhardt, facing the void, was passionately waving his arms.
As the resounding echoes gradually faded, Emperor Reinhardt, still excited, stroked his short beard on his chin, seemingly satisfied with his just-delivered speech.
But, unfortunately, this was only a private rehearsal, with no audience to appreciate it, causing Emperor Reinhardt to furrow his brow in regret.
"Erich!"
After a shout from Emperor Reinhardt into the empty hall, a knight dressed in dark grey armor quietly appeared in the hall, as if he had always been there.
"Your Majesty, what do you order?" Knight Erich saluted respectfully to Emperor Reinhardt.
