"Eldritch will become king?"
Eldritch's party, which consisted of the adfeqtus reliqua he had obtained in the dungeon, was now gathered in the opulent palace dining room. The table was adorned with an array of dishes, tantalizing to both the eye and the nose; all these weapons were eating surprisingly gracefully. Two of them had control over the wind spirit; they wielded their powers over the gusts, causing the plates, food, and glass to dance delicately in the air, and fly to them. All of them were adfeqtus reliqua, except for one person, an other-worlder.
"Jihye, why are you surprised? Of course Master will become this kingdom's king, the crown prince after all. This day has been determined since he was born," Denia said.
"Jihye... beautiful... but... stupid..." utter Guiltia.
"Hohoho, if I'm not mistaken, we already told her that our master is the prince of this kingdom," said Crestfarren.
