Chapter 93: 093. The Holy Kingdom, The Pope (1)
"Damn it."
It was a curse uttered by a student.
In the square filled with countless people late at night, that one curse echoed back.
"Is this really... war?"
Many students had not returned to their families. But now, it seemed they were finally feeling it, as quite a few were trembling all over.
Flash!
Even at this moment, the light flashing from beyond the distant mountain ridge to the south of the academy was simple in its meaning.
Magic, the powerful and mysterious force, was a clear sign of its eruption.
The military forces of the Holy Kingdom had now reached close proximity. Most of the nobles were defending their territories. They were resisting the Holy Kingdom with their lives.
"Who is justice?"
The student council president, Valten, murmured in the quiet square.
The military forces of the Holy Kingdom were near. Now that it was night, by morning they might be close enough to be seen with the naked eye.