'Two times! Twice!! Damn you #￥%^&* !@#$%^&*'
Decisively mobilizing her Magic Power, blocking out the noisy Heart Demon, the Empress rubbed her temples and leaned back against the Dragonborn, intending to close her eyes and rest until dawn.
But in the next moment, her eyes suddenly turned sharp, the Fire Wings on her back flaring open with a roar, and she leapt into the air, overlooking the grand hall.
"—Who goes there!" she shouted angrily.
Normally, she could handle this with more composure, but it was the middle of the night, and almost all the combat forces in the palace had been dispatched to the front line not far from here.
For the Wandering Theater, this was the perfect time to assassinate her, the Empress, and put an end to this farce.
So she must remain fully alert to deal with any potential enemies.
The Empress's shout echoed throughout the grand hall, resonating with waves of echoes.
