Kaguya's eyes narrowed. If her guess was correct, something major must have occurred in the capital, and it seemed that the time for action was quickly approaching.
With her mind occupied by these thoughts, Kaguya had already forgotten about the events of the previous night. Her priority now was to return to her territory as quickly as possible, gather information about the Imperial Capital, and make preparations.
As for Leone, Esdeath had kept her promise and sent Leone to Kaguya's territory. By now, she should be close to arriving at Kaguya's palace.
Without any hesitation, Kaguya immediately set off for her palace, not stopping for even a moment. It took her five days to return.
Upon her arrival, the head guard, Ieyasu, rushed over in a panic, not even stopping to bow. "Your Highness, something terrible has happened!"
"What is it?" Kaguya asked, feeling a vague sense of unease.
"Minister Honest has assassinated the Emperor!" Ieyasu reported.
"What?" Kaguya was stunned. "You're saying that Minister Honest killed the Emperor?"
"That's right," Ieyasu confirmed, sensing Kaguya's thoughts. "It's absolutely true. The Emperor has been assassinated by Minister Honest, and the capital is now under full lockdown. It was extremely difficult for our intelligence agents to get this information out."
"No wonder..."
Kaguya suddenly understood why Esdeath had hurried back to the capital. It was because of this incident. As an Imperial General, she needed to return immediately to maintain order in the capital. This was a golden opportunity for the Revolutionary Army to launch an attack.
"Put the entire army on high alert," Kaguya ordered. "It seems we're going to have a serious fight on our hands. I was hoping to take things slowly, but that's no longer an option. Go now, and make sure to keep this information contained. No one else must know."
"Yes, Your Highness," Ieyasu responded, quickly leaving to carry out her orders.
It seems this winter will bring a fierce battle...
As Kaguya was lost in thought, a pair of small, pale hands suddenly covered her eyes.
"Stop that," Kaguya said, grabbing the hands and pulling their owner into her arms. "I knew it was you, little rascal."
The black-haired girl in her arms was none other than Kurome.
"I missed you," Kurome said, gazing up at Kaguya, her dark eyes shining.
"I missed you too," Kaguya replied with a smile, gently pinching her cheek.
"By the way," Kurome said, her small mouth pouting slightly as if she had just remembered something. "That person named Leone has woken up and wants to see you."
"Oh, really?" Kaguya thought to herself, impressed by Leone's rapid recovery. "Then let's go see her."
"I'm coming too," Kurome said, clutching Kaguya's arm.
"Of course," Kaguya said, patting her on the head.
Only then did Kurome smile and snuggle closer, holding on tightly.
As they entered the room, a flash of golden light darted toward them, and Leone stood before them.
"How are you doing? Have you settled in here?" Kaguya asked with a smile.
"It's great! I never knew a palace could look like this. It's not that special after all," Leone replied energetically, showing no signs of her previous injuries.
"It's no different from any other place," Kaguya said with a chuckle. "By the way, how's your injury? I heard you were pretty badly hurt."
"I'm fine now, completely healed," Leone said, patting her chest with a laugh.
As she did so, her large chest bounced slightly, like two jiggling pieces of jelly.
Kurome turned her head away with a pout and a snort.
"Well, that's good to hear," Kaguya said. "Do you need me to escort you back? It might be easier that way."
"No need," Leone said with a grin. "By the way, thanks for saving me. I really appreciate it."
"It was nothing, really," Kaguya replied with a smile.
"I came here to thank you, but now that you're back, I won't bother you any longer. I should head back too," Leone said.
"You're leaving so soon? Why not stay a little longer?" Kaguya asked.
"No, I have a lot of things to do, and my comrades are probably worried sick about me," Leone said with a hearty laugh. "They might even think I'm already dead."
She's such an upbeat person, even talking about her own death so lightly. But maybe she's already made peace with the idea of dying...