Before absolute power, all conspiracies seem so laughable.
What does it matter, whether it's the Holy Grail or the Rebel Dragon Army?
However, Camilla seemed indifferent, casting a cold glance at the sea of flowers around her, and continued to walk forward.
"The eagle of Lanlingster soars within the Infinite Abyss Rift, on the ancient Iron Throne, there sits the legendary King of Augustus... Hero, the night wanderer of the Dark Empire, when the Four Soul Flowers bloom, the lost pioneer, I am the New King of Augustus..."
With each step she took, she chanted a poetic incantation: "Where I tread, bones scatter the land, it is the foundation of the Supreme Throne; where I pass, prosperity blooms, it's the carpet welcoming my ascension to the throne; all that I see, are my subjects of Augustus... Poker Round·Duel of the Two Kings!"
As the incantation was recited, the massive Kingship Divine Power drawn from the [Xismark Holy Grail] also bestowed upon her.
