"PLEASE SAVE ME, YOUR MAJESTY!"
The old emperor let out all of his strength in his vocal cords as he uttered those words. Though his voice was badly hoarse even a figure like Reich could feel the sincerity in his tone.
(Wh-what's the hell is happening?! Why is the emperor kneeling to him?! What madness as he comes into??). The black knight furrowed his eyebrows before yelling, "You bastard, what are you doing to the emperor?!"
Lyon was unperturbed by the shout as he looked down. The thing of the past that yet unlockable to him was again in front of his eyes. Not a foe and it looks like an ally, a subordinate even, an inhabitant of a lost kingdom perhaps.
He knew he must approach this carefully. With zero hints of what his past self was doing then, he could be a traitor or sort.
"PROSTRATE, REICH!" shouted the old emperor to Lyon's surprise.
"But, your ma—"
"Did I stutter Reich?!"
