Quite unexpectedly, King Amos showed no particular reaction to Dragon Empress Hilda's words—no, he was astonished, but clearly not because of the meaning behind those words. Rather, it was because of Empress Hilda's change in attitude.
Of course, King Amos knew that it was extremely difficult for the empress of the Continent Dragon Race to develop even the slightest bit of goodwill toward someone.
First, one had to possess something like Sacred Armor, and then, under circumstances like these, casually say the same thing.
There were plenty of other factors as well.
For example, the appearance that the dragon race had always valued so highly; for example, how to make the Dragon Empress reach a turning point where her rage could easily transform into something else—this required timing that was incredibly difficult to grasp. One wrong move, and the result could be instant death.
Normally, when facing this Dragon Empress—especially a Dragon Empress in the midst of a fit of rage—who would be willing to remove the Sacred Armor, the only thing capable of saving their life?
A person like that was either extraordinarily wise and brave, or else an extraordinary idiot...
King Amos suddenly found himself looking forward to seeing how things would develop. He chose to watch coldly from the sidelines, even though the Dragon Empress was the spouse of him, King Amos, as the entire world knew.
What was that saying again?
If you want your life to be bearable, you need to wear a little... green on your head?
"What? Are you still unwilling?"
Seeing that the other party showed no trace of gratitude, or even any other reaction, Empress Hilda's voice suddenly turned cold. "Are you planning to defy my orders? No one dares to defy my orders."
She had every right to say