For a kingdom to conscript troops three or four times within a short period was practically enough to bring about a change of dynasty.
These more than 3.5 million High-grade Magic Crystals might have looked like compensation, but in truth, they were buying a country.
Otherwise, once she returned, all it would take was a few casual words from Lady Rafelia, and the successive conscription orders would turn the Metatron Kingdom into history.
Having understood everything, Velin put away the cube, then helped the Metatron Kingdom's ambassador to his feet. "It was only a minor conflict. Since I've accepted the compensation, we can put it behind us."
"Thank you for your mercy," Kaflamir said respectfully.
Since he had accepted the Magic Crystals, he naturally had to see things through. Velin turned to Rafelia beside him and said, "Lady Rafelia, shall we leave the matter at that?"
"Of course."
Rafelia nodded. Since the Moon Knight was willing to end the matter himself, she naturally would not intervene further.
"The matter has been settled. Let's go."
"Alright."
After seeing everyone off, Kaflamir straightened up and viciously slapped Kamel across the face.
The blow was so powerful that every tooth in Kamel's mouth flew out.
Yet at that moment, all he felt was the exhilaration of surviving a disaster. He was even grateful that Kaflamir had come to save the situation. Otherwise, he would have been the culprit behind the destruction of the Metatron Kingdom.
"I will report this matter to His Majesty exactly as it happened."
Leaving those words behind, Kaflamir departed without looking back.
After watching the ambassador leave, the attendant standing nearby finally stepped forward and helped his master up.
"I'm fine."
Kamel shoved the attendant away and staggered toward his manor in Cloudsea City.
The people gathered around made