"To slaughter my own mentor... Sister, do you think that is possible?"
"If you cannot do it, then hand over the traitorous rebel Lance to me for disposal."
"In your heart, must the teacher die?"
Princess Elusha fell silent for a long while... Then, she nodded heavily, "Yes, the traitorous rebel Lance must die. If he dared to force our father to abdicate, he will surely dare to force you to abdicate in the future. I cannot stand by and watch the Ande Kingdom fall into his hands."
"What would you do if I insist on not handing him over?"
"I will take down the Eternal City!"
"Then try it, see if you can take down the Eternal City."
"Brother King, are you sure you want to turn the Eternal City into a battlefield for the sake of a traitorous rebel...?"
"You return to the Northern Borders, and the Eternal City will not become a battlefield."
Princess Elusha looked deeply at Andre, slowly raised the fiery red spear in her hand.
"Northern Army, heed my command! Prepare—to siege!"
