The puppet silently raised the barrel of the rifle, and through the scope, she saw a corpulent noble leisurely sunbathing on the castle's terrace.
Interests, power, desire.
While farmers risked their lives for survival and commoners desperately prayed for a meal, he callously cut off countless supplies of food for these very reasons.
And such individuals were plentiful within the empire.
From farmers to trading companies, from trading companies to city lords, what's more?
There are even more powerful nobles, larger trading companies, and above all… the extraordinary beings who stood at the pinnacle of it all.
Ravenna... With your ignorance, how could you possibly change anything?
The puppet thought, her eyes growing dimmer as she silently pulled the trigger.
Blood splattered within the scope, marking Ravenna's first true act of taking a life, yet she felt nothing.
"Nothing will change, will it?"