"Such a prominent Prince of the Empire, beheaded in public... His Majesty the Sun King really has some nerve."
Below the platform.
In the midst of the surging crowd, a beautiful young woman uttered softly with emotion.
"The Empire may be powerful, but it still relies on the support of the Seven Gods Church, especially in this era of upheaval... If the Sun King didn't have such courage, how could He have ended the wars that plagued the beginning and united the continent? Even though the situation now isn't as stable as it was at the start of the Solar Era, Tresor has still been recognized as the Overlord for over four thousand years, which reveals a lot..."
Beside her, another woman in a silver robe spoke calmly. However, under the bright light of day, her face was always obscured by a hazy Star Mist, indistinct.
