"Imperials? I heard all the Little Holy Trees over in the Imperial have gone mad. They're completely overwhelmed just dealing with their own troubles, so how could they have the spare energy to interfere with us?"
Mephit spoke languidly, having already reclined sideways onto her stone chair. The smashed armrest on one side was the perfect place to stretch out her long, shapely legs, whose beautiful lines were encased in silver greaves and thigh-high socks.
"The ones who came to back up Dusk Lamp Territory are the Imperial's Duke Qinghui and the Fourth Princess. But it's mainly Duke Qinghui. That Dragon Blood Princess just followed him here."
A Knight who was familiar with the inside story spoke up:
