"This is great!"
"Yes. We are going to be saved!"
"Oh, hail the queen!"
"Hahaha, just wait for us. One day, we are going to emerge and show the world that we can't be defeated!"
The natives were cheering happily, looking at the beautiful colors in the sky that hadn't faded yet.
Meanwhile, watching this phenomenon was the Managold clan elder. A defeated expression was on her wrinkly face for a moment before a smile blossomed on her face.
Raising her head to the sky, the old lady whispered, "My ancestors. I guess that you have spoken. I will abide by your wishes and do my best to support the new ruler and leader!"
As the descendants of the ruling family, it felt embarrassing and humiliating to not have any descendants worthy of inheriting the throne.
To think that they had to wait for over a thousand years to get someone to inherit the throne, they felt that they had let down the kingdom and their predecessors.
