"Valen and Luna..."
When their names were called, Valen and Luna approached slowly.
Unlike Jim, Natasya, Rain, and Guren, neither of them displayed much respect toward Velix, who sat on the throne.
After all, their hero's sacred status was there.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Valen replied with his usual nonchalance, accompanied by a frivolous smile.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Luna replied calmly, her demeanor as cold and nonchalant as ice.
Velix nodded toward them, then shifted his gaze to Luna. "Luna, Valen should have explained the whole situation to you, correct?"
Luna gave a small nod, her gaze instantly turning cold.
"Of course, Your Majesty. I'm already aware of everything, from the news of Leon's death to the reason for this war," Luna replied coldly, her tone echoing an unusually strong sense of killing intent.
