It could be said that both sides tacitly adhered to an unspoken rule, which was to give the opposing factions within their territory some time, either to choose to peacefully give up resistance and fully integrate into the local environment, no longer acting as the enemy faction.
Or, according to the wartime agreements regarding enemy citizens, allow a portion of them to evacuate first.
As for those unwilling to leave or integrate... that called for another set of solutions.
The three people walked straight through the crowd, with the Magic Monarchs of the Holy Briania looking on in perplexity, and came directly before them.
It was at this moment that the Mage on duty outside hurriedly rushed in, shouting as he ran:
"Sir, sir, we are not receiving foreign guests here today, please..."
Before he could finish his words, one of the nuns accompanying the Priest turned her head.
A flash of red light flared in her eyes, and the Mage on duty outside froze in place.
