The incident began with a light-green-haired young man carrying a wineglass.
His path had originally had nothing to do with Anvis, but as he passed by Anvis's side, the young man's steps suddenly staggered without warning.
Affected by this, some of the dark red wine in his glass splashed out, spilling toward Anvis's back.
However, the wine had barely left the glass when it froze in midair as though it had lost all gravity. The crystal-clear droplets of dark red wine reflected the radiance of the Crystal Chandelier, like beautiful gems.
At the same time, the young man who seemed about to fall also froze.
After deliberately staggering, he had intended to adjust his posture and steady himself, but suddenly felt his foot genuinely slip, completely losing his balance.
At the same time, he felt all the Spiritual Power in his body instantly sealed away, leaving him unable to draw upon it. He flailed his arms futilely and was about to pitch forward.
Yet at the very moment he was about to fall, his body was likewise frozen in midair at an angle.
Then, under the influence of an invisible force, the young man's body was straightened once more, while the spilled wine returned to his glass, stirring up a small whirlpool.
"Please watch your step, sir. Even with carpets, the floor is not necessarily safe. Do not get 'tripped' again."
After using Spiritual Power to steady him, Anvis turned around with a warm smile, gazing into the young man's pale green eyes as he gently raised a hand and patted his shoulder.
"Th-thank you very much for your help, Your Excellency..."
Once he had regained his footing, the young man stammered out his thanks to Anvis, then hurriedly slipped into the crowd, not daring to meet Anvis's gaze again.