"Father... The bet would degrade your name," Elizabeth pleaded. "I... I have..."
"We made a bet, and I said if I possessed the Calamity Demon bloodline, and my bloodline purity was higher than hers, she would get down on her knees and grovel in front of the entire demonic race."
The moment Lilith spoke those words, Johan let out a chuckle.
"Here I thought you two made a bet for each other's lives. This makes it much simpler then. Elizabeth, grovel on your knees and you'll be done with the bet."
Elizabeth looked at him as though she had been wronged, but clearly, Johan didn't want to hear any of it.
She looked around for help, yet not a single person in the throne room was on her side.
And she didn't want to imagine what would happen if she were to disobey father's order, so with an extremely reluctant gaze, she slowly lowered her posture and got down on her knees.
Then, while hiding her face, she bowed at Johan, and while slowly rotating her body, she bowed at the others too.
