The prime minister left the palace with his robes completely wet. He had seen many things, yet he was sure that even on Abraxas, where powerful and ancient beings roamed the land, there was nothing more terrifying than the Necropolis Sovereign.
The emperor had done nothing but ask a few questions, yet they were enough to make the Wind Blade Master feel as though he had just fought a battle for his very soul.
When the prime minister returned to his mansion, he sat down, and it took him a few hours to regain his senses. When he did, he immediately remembered the emperor’s order.