Allen once again came to the Imperial Palace of the Imperial Capital and felt as if he had stepped into a bygone era.
Strictly speaking, he was still a traitor who had betrayed the Laine Empire, yet he never thought he would have the chance to come here again.
The guards around him cast unsettling glances his way.
Anger, hatred, admiration, and confusion mingled on their faces, reflecting a whirlwind of complex emotions.
Most of those who worship the Lord of the Dawn strive to adhere to honesty, so these young, unseasoned soldiers struggled to conceal their true expressions.
Allen sighed. He understood the young soldiers' confusion and desired to sit with them and talk things through slowly.
He wanted to tell them about the many flaws of the empire now, how many were twisting the teachings of the Lord of the Dawn, and that the future of the empire should rest in the hands of these youths.
But Allen couldn't do that because today he had an even more important mission.
