Thus, the subject of the conversation shifted to the City of Freedom.

"What did their declaration of freedom say again? It was something about how everyone needs to have human rights and that the land owned by the nobility has to be distributed among everyone, right?" A disdainful sneer appeared on Prince Xar's face as he spoke. "It's a revolutionary idea, but I think he's biting off far more than he can chew. Having said that, I suppose it's a good thing for young men to have dreams."

Even though Prince Xar was expressing disdain toward the declaration of freedom, he didn't dare to take the concept lightly.

"Perhaps this really is going to be an almighty revolution," Sim said in a quiet voice as he snapped out of his reverie.

"Why do you say that, Senior Sim?" Duba asked as he turned to Sim with a curious expression.

"I just felt like the atmosphere in the room was becoming too tense, so I decided to make a joke to lighten the mood," Sim replied with a smile.

Even though he was brushing off his own statement as a joke, that was far from the truth. It wasn't because he thought the declaration of freedom was exceptionally well-written or anything like that. Instead, his thoughts stemmed purely from the young man against whom he had just played a game of battle chess. If there existed someone capable of destroying the current hierarchy that had been festering for over 1,000 years, then it had to be Erwin.

Deep down, Sim was unable to shake off the unease in his heart. From the moment he first laid...