Chapter 112
Chapter 112
I don’t know much about the history of the Empire and the Imperial Family. However, even I could tell that the Crimson Crown Prince was a royal with an unusual disposition.
High society in the Empire was rigid. The full-body prosthetic nobility lived for nearly two centuries. It was said that after living that long, one’s emotions dulled.
Even if that weren’t the case, emotional restraint was considered a noble virtue. Because of that, in a society where solemnity was the norm, suppressed desires had festered and rotted away.
Defying the atmosphere of such a society, the Crimson Crown Prince openly displayed his emotions despite being of royal blood. He interacted with those around him with a rich smile, a refreshing manner of speech, and a warm expression.
...Just as he was doing with me now.
"The Imperial Guards are always so reliable. Wouldn’t you agree, Lukaus?"
Francec adjusted the crimson collar of his attire as he spoke. Despite still being a cadet, I was standing beside him.
At the forefront of the procession, military armored vehicles and quadrupedal transport units led the way. Along the outer perimeter, two-wheeled vehicles maintained their formation at regular intervals.
Wooooong!
Over a hundred large drones swept through the sky in a dense formation. Each of these drones was large enough to carry a single person.
They monitored the entire crowd surrounding the procession, prepared for any possible incidents. In the mobile command vehicle, an enormous amount of data was being processed to ensure Francec’s security.