"Isn't that the Emperor's flag?"
The young man, observing the group moving on the rocky mountain, squinted his eyes and muttered as he saw it.
At the young man's words, a man wrapped in yellow cloth moved silently like a shadow, looked down, paused, and then turned toward the young man and lay down.
Although he couldn't see it clearly, he could definitely make out the red cloak adorned with the symbol of the Hardion Imperial Family. A boy wearing the imperial mantle and carrying the emperor's flag...
"Oh, really. That's quite something," the young man muttered as he realized that Carl was a member of the royal family.
But after seeing Carl leading only two cavalrymen from the group of cavalry that had stopped while hiding in the rocky mountains and riding towards the camp of Tumaria, he couldn't even bring himself to say anything.
… … He's crazy!
"Going down."
