Bab 622: Chapter 121: After the Disaster

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Renaissance Palace, Elan Courtyard.

"This is an Ancient Empire Sword."

In the courtyard, Pioneer Officer Marico swept past two rows of stern-faced Royal Guards, holding the hilt in one hand and supporting the blade with the other, carefully observing the unfamiliar Longsword before him:

"Two thousand years ago, the 'Great Emperor' Komora Carloth forged them to reward the meritorious subjects of the Ancient Empire."

"Hey, hey, hey, be careful with that!"

Complaints came from behind, Marico frowned and looked back.

Between the two rows of Royal Guards, the bruised and swollen Cohen knelt on the ground with hands and feet tied, stubbornly raising his head:

"That's my family's ancestral sword!"

By his side, also tightly bound, Doyle bumped into Cohen.

"Shut up."

D.D clenched his teeth, worrying as he glanced towards Marico, while speaking resentfully:

"We're already like this, can't you stop provoking him?"