In just one week, Hans, Kaede, and Alaric successfully exterminated all the traitorous nobles.
Not only that, all the heads of these nobles were cut off, and hung up in a crowded place for anyone to see.
This could only mean one thing.
Freedom had returned to the common people.
And they would no longer be exploited by those demons disguised as humans.
Obviously, because of this, everyone felt happy.
"We won!!!!!!"
"Long live Prince Erza Dicathen!!!!"
"Long live the Dicathen Kingdom!!"
And they were even happier when they learned that Prince Erza had returned.
"The Dicathen Kingdom no longer has to fear destruction!"
"Please lead us, prince!"
Flames of hope began to rise in everyone's hearts.
And it wasn't just a small, smoldering flame, like that of a candle, but something even more enormous.
The fire of a forest fire.
"Those who need money, please line up here properly. Please don't push! There's enough money for everyone!"
