"M-my King... d-did you feel that?" asked the Rabbit-kin woman who was next to the King of Anglaria.
This woman was the current Sword Saintess of the Anglaria Kingdom, Celia Lunarts. She was a member of the Lunar Rabbit-kin Tribe. Even as a Sword Saintess, one of the very few people who were just below the Transcendent Level, she felt the oppressive aura released by the princess who was on the stage.
It was mindboggling because she couldn't do anything about it. The King only grunted in reply. This daughter of his kept on surprising him over and over again. Just what was this skill or technique that allowed her to pressure not just him, but practically everyone inside the stadium?
He could already hear the loud discussions and bewilderment of his citizens.
"My King... what will you do
