"Father."
"My Lord."
"Your Majesty."
Within only a few short minutes after Robin had made his request, individuals began to appear around him, one after another. These were not ordinary people — they were the high-ranking officials, the military commanders, and the key administrative figures of the empire. They were every person present had stood on the ceremonial platform just before his coronation.
"Any updates, Father? What exactly happened with the soul shard?" Richard descended gracefully from the sky and approached without hesitation, his expression concerned and curious.
"Everything is under control~" Robin answered with a warm smile, his tone light but composed. He then allowed his gaze to wander across the gathering, taking in the faces of his most trusted followers. "...I see that everyone is smiling, well that is a good sign."
