He grabbed a handful of cherries from the fruit tray, popping them into his mouth one by one, the blood-red juice spreading like blood, glaringly bright.
Just as he spat out a cherry pit, a heavy thumping of footsteps suddenly sounded from outside.
Several mbers of the Silver Guard Army exchanged glances, imdiately putting on their helts, quietly reaching for the weapons at their waists.
anwhile, Imre had already raised his spear, his face dark as he said:
"I'll go see what's happening. This sound should be the territory's guards."
The others nodded.
As mbers of the Silver Guard Army, their combat skills were more than sufficient.
Whenever they detected a change in their surroundings, they would imdiately react.
However, before Imre could step out the door, a hurried clatter of footsteps approached, pushing open the waiting room's door.
Two of the Gransham family's private soldiers burst in. Seeing Imre, they took a breath and shouted:
"Young Master Imre, sothing's happened!"
"What's the situation, why so frantic?" Imre shouted.
"Young Master, at the~at the territory's edge, we've spotted the crusaders of holy Briania!"
Imre's pupils contracted as he angrily replied, "Are you joking?"
"No, it's true, our scouts have reported back..."
"Speak!" Imre demanded loudly, "What exactly happened?"
The private soldier instinctively glanced at several mbers of the Silver Guard Army, who hesitated to speak.
Noticing sothing amiss but anxious to understand the situation, Imre slapped the table and said:
"Is there any news that can't be spoken directly?"
"Y~Young Master~"
"I said speak! Now, right this mont!"
The private soldier's body trembled slightly, his voice quivering as he said: "Lord Gransham has committed treason!
He~he intends to offer up the entire Gransham Territory as a new mission ground for holy Briania.
Right now, outside Gransham City, at least a full regint is advancing towards us!"
With a "crash," the sound of a teacup hitting the floor echoed loudly.
Imre rose in a furious rage, "Listen to what you're saying?!"
The private soldier's voice broke with tears, saying:
"It's true, Young Master. Right now, at the border, the master is commanding the opening of the gates, allowing the holy Briania crusaders to enter inside."
...
The sudden eruption of conflict prompted the group of Silver Guard Army to follow out with grave expressions.
"Everyone, keep a watch over , ensure all communication devices are on, and be ready at any mont to transmit relevant ssages.
Everyone, if the problem stems from our side, the Gransham family will surely give you an explanation."
Imre looked at several of his friends with heavy expressions and sighed, saying:
"I'm aware of the Silver Guard Army's rules. I don't understand why this is happening, but I am willing to face the Guard Army's test."
The friends who were Silver Guard Army mbers nodded solemnly.
If it was truly that Marquis Gransham opening the passage for holy Briania's crusaders to enter the territory, then it's a grave situation.
The simplest way for the Silver Guard Army to imdiately stop that Marquis Gransham was always to use Imre's life to threaten the Marquis, forcing him to have those crusaders withdraw from Gransham Territory.
Imre, who understood this well, was not upset.
Having worked in the Silver Guard Army for a long ti, the army's long-held principles were ingrained in his bones, and he didn't see such actions as an offense but rather a ans to prove his innocence.
A crowd of private soldiers from the Gransham Territory began gathering swiftly on the walls of Gransham City, while investigators quickly dispersed to find out what was happening in the direction from which the news ca.
As for other civilians in Gransham Territory, they naturally noticed sothing potentially amiss outside the town through loudspeaker announcents in the territory.
The quick-moving ones imdiately took the elderly and children back ho to hide.
Imre was indeed a top mber of the Silver Guard Army, organizing his own private soldiers imdiately, fortifying positions around city walls and watchtowers.
After all, the Gransham Family ca from a lineage of martial service, and when training private soldiers, they entirely referenced the training standards of legitimate armies from the Yibel Federation.
Describing them as strong and well-equipped wouldn't be an exaggeration. If that weren't the case, those few private soldiers who reported back wouldn't have had a chance to inform anyone after discovering the holy Briania crusaders.
"Is it fully equipped War Priests? Or a mixed regint comprised of squad formations of Holy Knights and Priests?
Approximately how many numbers?
Is it a regular regint or a regional one?"
The private soldier had now mostly suppressed his fear, gritting his teeth and saying:
"It's troubleso, not just a one or two thousand professional regint; it's a fully composite regular regint with far more personnel than we have configured in our territory.
Young Master, if there's no way to repel them imdiately, find a way to escape!"
His eyes glead with fear: "You should know that they are a regular army, the disparity between ordinary territory guards and them is just too vast!"
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