Riezel raised a brow, his gaze turning somewhat strange as he looked at the two girls before him, one golden-haired and one silver-haired.
He could sense that these two girls, flawless in both beauty and temperament and of exceedingly lofty status, had suddenly begun to clash.
"Your Holiness."
Merlot finally turned to Naisha again and spoke with imposing force.
"I understand your concerns very well. But since the wielder has descended in Frosta, the imperial capital of our Caledohart, if we turn a blind eye to his presence, that would undoubtedly be the greatest disrespect to the Sacred Sword and its wielder."
"Father King must be anxious as well. The legendary Savior has descended, and this is a matter of utmost importance to the entire Great Source World. We cannot afford the slightest negligence."
"Please understand. I can assure you that we will absolutely protect him and never allow him to encounter even the slightest danger."
Merlot's reasonable arguments failed to make Naisha yield.
"I understand Your Highness's and His Majesty's excitement. In fact, everyone is excited and wishes to meet the Savior. I can understand everyone's feelings."
"But as Guardians of the Sacred Sword, the Holy Sword Church's duty is to resolve the Sacred Sword wielders' troubles and ensure they are not threatened by any malicious intent."
"Please understand, I am not trying to prevent him from making contact with the Empire. It is simply too early."
Naisha shook her head, speaking with great stubbornness.
"We cannot be certain what changes his descent has brought to the Empire, nor can we be sure that everyone in the Royal Palace bears him goodwill. Do you understand what I mean?"
Whether Merlot understood Naisha's implication or not, Riezel did not know, but he naturally understood it.
Though Naisha and Merlot had