"Oh..." Alice Quickly Realized and nodded.
After explaining, Azik lowered his head to look at the ring in his palm. After examining it for a few seconds, he picked it up and put it on the index finger of his left hand.
All at once, a terrifying, profound, indescribable, lofty sensation spread from him. The zombies and skeletons, some naked and some clad in tattered leather armor, dropped to one knee and lowered their heads, seemingly only daring to look directly at his boots. The flying wraiths and shadows likewise descended to the ground and pressed tightly against the deck. Not a single one remained floating in midair.
The rest of the pirates on the ship fell to the ground one after another, burying their faces against the deck, not daring to raise them even a fraction.
So cool... Alice stared at Azik's back in amazement, seized by the urge to take the ring and try it on herself.
Azik took two more steps and arrived beside the Admiral of Hell. He then turned to face Klein and said to Ludwig:
"You will serve as his marionette for one year. Once the time is up, you may return to the Spirit World."
"You're actually letting him go back?!" Alice blurted out.
Ludwig's body, which had been trembling with fury and unwillingness, froze. He lowered himself and pressed his forehead tightly against the deck, speaking rapidly:
"Yes, great Death Consul."
Klein looked at Alice with complicated feelings. Mr. Azik also paused and glanced at her. Under those two gazes, Alice subconsciously covered her mouth with a hand. Azik's gaze lingered on her for a moment before smoothly shifting to Klein.
Klein looked back at Mr. Azik blankly. After several seconds of silence, Azik withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back