Gabriel had long realized this rebellion wasn't as natural as it seemed. No matter what, handling so many people, and that too in such an orderly manner, it couldn't be done without someone arranging everything in the back. There was order even within this chaos which was the strange part.
At the moment, Gabriel had a feeling that the Dean of the Knight Academy was the person who was heavily involved in this. He was also capable of arranging all of that.
"Let me see how you cleanse this Empire with my blood!" Holding his sword in one hand, Gabriel stepped toward the battlefield. With each of his steps, the aura of his sword was getting stronger.
If he wanted, he could've appeared in the middle of the battlefield right away. However, he didn't bother using teleportation. That was too eye-catching.
