Saroma looked like she was deep in thought.
The old count leaned back slightly and subconsciously looked at the inscription of the Cloud Dragon Spear on top of his crown.
"Everyone!" Nazaire said loudly and attracted the attention of the vassals in the hall. He did not sound like an old man at all.
"It has been six years. Without the Born King's power and influence, the so-called balance, equilibrium, peace and unity of Dragon Clouds City have already been broken due to all sorts of ridiculous reasons." Nazaire looked weary. It was as though he was talking to himself.
The hall went quiet. Many of them were deep in thought after hearing those words.
"The six strongest vassals have been in continuous disagreement with regard to the power King Nuven left behind upon his death."
The four other counts stirred in unison. Other than Count Karkogel, the three other counts instinctively avoided Lisban's eyes.
