"Write to my dear Grandma to report that you're safe, 'truthfully' report the domestic situation, your task is to delay time, the longer the better."
A number of court attendants with deep blue flames flickering in their eyes accepted the order respectfully.
"Yes, honorable Your Majesty."
The girl's cherry-colored lips curled into an exquisitely beautiful arc:
"Grandma, although you still control the most elite naval fleets and army corps of the entire Union.
But I still advise you to stop, whether inside or outside, everyone here is ours!"
...
The Holy Silver Empire, once the center of Old Continent civilization, is now in ruins, prosperous city-states have turned into wastelands one after another.
Not even the newspapers, even the Silver Code has many holes, because the former residents are either all killed or have fled.
