Everyone unconsciously turned their heads towards the source of the voice. The familiar silhouette hovering majestically in midair made their eyes widen in shock.
Despite his current thin and sickly appearance, he still gave off a pressure equivalent to Mt.Tai.
Staring at the silhouette who was looking at them as if they were a bunch of flies, the nobles who had defected to the second prince revealed apprehensive expressions.
"Yo-Your ma-majesty, this..." Duke Abil was stammering as he spoke fearfully. Thick beads of sweat trickled down his scholarly face. Even his body was quivering non-stop, while the emperor simply disregarded his existence as if he was an unworthy ant.
Duke Maynard's present state was not any better. His knees almost felt like it turned into jelly as he was staring at Emperor Aventus.
"Your majesty I-"
