The morning in the Gray Rock Province carries a damp, cold smell of iron rust.
The relentless torrential rain pounded on the marching carriage, producing a dull and consistent sound, like someone constantly tapping a rhythm.
The carriage slowly moved forward on the muddy official road, its wheels moving through the puddles, transmitting slight jolts one after another.
In this familiar swaying, Louis woke up.
He didn't immediately sit up, just opened his eyes and raised his right hand to gently wave through the air.
"Buzz——"
A faint humming noise spread within the narrow carriage.
A translucent light blue screen unfolded like a thin curtain, quietly suspended in the air.
[Daily intelligence update completed]
[1: Upheaval in the Imperial Capital. The Second Prince, Kaelin, has captured the Imperial Hall and proclaimed himself Emperor.]
