Ronald and his companion restrained themselves, staying put.
But the King of the South Sea on the podium couldn't afford such leisure.
After the two Casters of the Nine Circles Conclave expressed their stance, he immediately realized how perilous the situation was.
As long as he showed any agreement to their proposal.
In the eyes of everyone, he would be seen as a failed leader easily swayed by others' opinions, who even interrupted a death duel!
If this continued.
The title of King of the South Sea would soon become a laughingstock!
With this thought, the King of the South Sea's gaze turned fierce.
He swung his arm upwards, sending Eve flying into the air before plummeting down.
"This is a death duel between her and me!"
"If you two have any opinions, they can wait until this matter is over!"
With these words, the King of the South Sea lifted his right foot and kicked towards Eve's spine.
With his enhanced physical strength.
