Falcon City, the plaza in front of the castle.
The previous gallows had been dismantled, and the broad lift slowly descended from the airship, its reflection under the setting sun splitting the royal road from the castle to the riverbank into two like a sword cleaving from the sky.
King Montegarde nodded slightly.
"Falcon City awaits your arrival, respected Manager..."
The nobles standing behind King Montegarde also nodded one after another.
Watching the humble attitude of those officials and nobles, the representatives from the Self-Government Committee standing not far away felt uneasy and unsure about how to react.
Taote, however, had a clear sense of vision, well aware of where his power originated, and quickly mimicked their actions, nodding slightly to show respect to the Alliance.
Chu Guang, however, paid no mind to these cumbersome rituals, but he was quite satisfied with the humility shown by these defeated subordinates.
Unlike Griffin.
