Interlude

Loud bugles echoed again from Blackrose Castle at noon, the rune knights slowly starting to march along established paths. Meanwhile, all of Norland was reeling in shock; Gaton had killed his way to Faust in record manner decades ago, and now Richard was looking to crash right through the Sacred Alliance. This wasn’t just a glorious act; not even the most learned historians could find an accurate parallel.

The powerful families of the plane reacted in different ways. In the palace of the Millennial Empire, Prince Tumen was engaged in light conversation with the Sword Saint and Empress Gelan when the news spread to them. Gelan’s droopy eyes opened wide for a moment as she locked gazes with Hidden Sword, after which her eyes slowly drooped once more.

“Looks like the amazing young kid is making another show....