When the light faded – only Horeo and Carcassuss, the leader of the Ghosts of Bellcephora were left with others either erased or teleported away according to plan.
"...you brats have the help of the presence, I felt her power in that attack...!"
As Miriette's spell wore out, the giant man with the massive scar going down his face and torso regained his ability to move and hissed furiously while glaring at the indifferent young king who seemed to be too busy having the crown stay properly on his head than the threat in front of him.
"You have more pressing matters to attend to than some emotionally underdeveloped almost god, royal bastard."
"...so you know that she helped, huh..."
After making sure the crown will stay on, king Horeo pointed out in a bored tone, making the royal bastard Carcassuss frown and clench his fists.
