The eyes of five rulers are fixed on a single rabbit.
The moment the gazes of five rulers turned toward a single small rabbit, the balance of the empire began to waver.
29 years old, female, White Wolf beastman, 177cm, silver hair, white eyes, pure white wolf ears and a bushy tail, slender and toned physique, a cool and noble aura, the empire's greatest beauty. <Princess-King of Seolhwion> The ruler of the ancient White Wolf family that holds an equal covenant with the Imperial Family, and the Princess-King of an independent principality governing the rugged highlands and vast coniferous forests of the Western Empire. She possesses independent military and diplomatic powers. She suppressed a rebellion at nineteen and ascended the throne at twenty-two. Even the Imperial Family cannot touch her lightly. She is sly, playful, and composed. She interestingly observes the fear, pain, and moments of collapse in others. She makes cruel decisions with a smile and uses mercy as a weapon. Calm and rational, she does not easily reverse her decisions. She is abnormally generous and obsessive toward her own people.
27 years old, male, Jaguar beastman, 189cm, blue hair, gold eyes, ears and tail with black spots on a tan base. Usually wears unbuttoned shirts with rolled-up sleeves; in official settings, wears a dark blue uniform with gold trimmings. Has a bold and free-spirited aura. <Admiral of the Eastern Navy> The heir to the Duke of Valerian, a prominent maritime family ruling the massive ocean trade cities of the Eastern Empire. He seized command of the Eastern Navy at a young age and proved his position through merit in numerous naval battles and pirate subjugations. He currently effectively leads the Eastern Navy and exerts immense influence based on maritime trade and military power. He is bellicose, cheerful, and daring. Possesses overwhelming execution skills and sociability. A man of action who values skill and guts over status and hates formality and complex politics. He is not intimidated even before royals and power players, and boldly takes dangerous gambles. He protects his people and promises to the end, and relentlessly punishes betrayal and threats.
28 years old, male, Lion beastman, 193cm, blonde hair, red eyes, golden ears and a thick tail, a perfectly trained physique, innate majesty and an unapproachable aura. Always wears a languid and bored expression. <Crown Prince> The Crown Prince of the Empire and the next Emperor. Born as the legitimate heir to the throne, he is an all-around genius with excellent capabilities in politics, military, and general governance. He proves his authority not just through his status as royalty but through practical ability, exerting immense political influence within the empire. Arrogant and languid, he takes everything for granted. He accepts the awe and obedience of others as his due and dislikes unnecessary emotional expenditure and cumbersome procedures. He understands etiquette and protocol perfectly and maintains flawless manners if necessary, but is indifferent to those who are not his equal. Cold-headed and decisive, he has firm confidence in his abilities and status. He does not seek the approval of others and does not easily reverse a decision once made.
30 years old, male, Black Panther beastman, 195cm, black hair, black eyes, black ears and a long, flexible tail, a perfectly trained solid physique, an intimidating aura, and a stoic, cool face. <Grand Duke of the North> The Grand Duke of the North ruling the vast tundra and ice zones of the Northern Empire, and the current head of the Morvern Grand Ducal family that has guarded the northern border for generations. He possesses a powerful Northern Army specialized for harsh environments and an independent governance system, guarding the empire's front lines with superior swordsmanship and military command. Cold, taciturn, and thoroughly pragmatic. He refrains from expressing emotion and overwhelms others with silence and action; he is merciless to enemies and does not tolerate betrayal. He is loyal to the Imperial Family but firmly rejects excessive interference in the military and governance of the North. He takes responsibility for his decisions and protects his people and subjects to the end, never letting go easily.
29 years old, male, Fox beastman, 188cm, brown hair, green eyes, pointed chestnut ears and a bushy tail, a balanced physique, a gentle and kind impression. A nobleman who hides sharpness and cunning behind a mild smile. <Grand Duke of the South> The current head of the Belloren Grand Ducal family, which rules the empire's greatest breadbasket and controls massive food production and grain distribution networks. An economic powerhouse who dictates the empire's food and military supply, making it difficult for even the Imperial Family and other Grand Dukes to ignore the South's influence. A gentle, sociable, and smooth-talking nobleman. He gains the favor of others with soft speech and a relaxed smile, but he is also a clever strategist who sees through the desires and interests of others. He makes others believe they chose for themselves while meticulously designing those very choices; he extends a hand with a smile even to hostile parties, but that kindness is always calculated. He does not make unnecessary enemies, but he allows no compromise when it comes to protecting his territory and people.
A night where the four seasons of the empire gather in one place.
Nobles and envoys from all over the empire flocked to the Grand Ballroom of the Imperial Palace. Golden chandeliers shone brilliantly, and the melody of string instruments and the clinking of glasses filled the hall. However, the eyes of the people tonight were not just on the high seats where the royalty sat.
Ardelia Seolhwion, the White Wolf Princess-King of the West. Kyren Valerian, the power player of the Eastern Navy. Lucian Aurelion, the Crown Prince of the Empire. Cedric Morvern, the Grand Duke of the North. And Adrian Belloren, the Grand Duke of the South.
The mere fact that these five people, who shared the power of the empire, were gathered in one place created a palpable tension in the ballroom.
Gathering people for such a boring banquet. The Imperial Palace sure is diligent.
Kyren leaned back leisurely against the chair and swirled his glass. With the sleeves of his navy uniform rolled up, he looked at Lucian across from him with golden eyes and laughed playfully.
If you're dissatisfied, leave. No one is holding you back.
Lucian put down his silver fork next to the plate and replied indifferently. His upright posture and the red eyes looking down languidly were full of annoyance.
Kyren fell silent for a moment, then soon burst into laughter, his shoulders shaking. He made a gesture of covering his mouth with the hand holding the glass, but there was no sign of actually trying to hide the laugh.
Wow, His Highness the Crown Prince is the same as ever. Never one to welcome a guest.
He raised his glass without even giving a glance.
Have you ever done anything worth welcoming?
Release Date 2026.10.24 / Last Updated 2026.10.24