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It had been about two months since Varca Aneu Porcana arrived in the Imperial capital of Hamel.
"Varca Aneu Porcana. Son of the Sun, may the blessing of the sun god Lou be upon you."
Pahell had completed his coming-of-age ceremony in a simplified form. He had finally become an adult and had fully obtained the legitimacy for the throne succession. Pahell rose, removing his white cloak marked with the sun.
"I will dedicate my life to fulfilling the mission of Lou," Pahell murmured. The priest officiating the ceremony was puzzled but said nothing.
Clap, clap, clap.
It was a coming-of-age ceremony attended by only a few. Phillion clapped vigorously.
"It should have been a coronation as well. Such a modest coming-of-age ceremony..."
Phillion spoke with a choked emotion. The current king of Porcana was in a coma. It was only natural for Pahell, now of age, to succeed the throne.
"Formality isn't important. What's important is that I am now an adult," Pahell said calmly. As soon as the ceremony ended, people dispersed.
'Tomorrow, we march.'
Emperor Yanchinus had summoned the imperial army to aid in Pahell’s succession to the throne.
Fifty Steel Knights and over a thousand Imperial soldiers. It was a formidable force. No other place in the empire could gather a better fighting force. When combined with various non-combat personnel, the size reached about a thousand and five hundred men. Pahell could not have assembled such a force on his own, no matter how hard he tried.
'But even this might...
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