"How did her strength suddenly skyrocket?"
Stinger was puzzled. He knew the Queen's ability was powerful, but however powerful it was, surely it still had to follow some basic rules? The speed of this increase was utterly absurd. Not exaggerated—absurd.
"Your Majesty the Queen, isn't it only natural for everyone to acknowledge you? You already are the Queen!"
Viscount Gore asked in confusion, "How could this phantom image's strength have anything to do with other people's acknowledgment? That's not scientific."
"It's an ability. Of course it isn't scientific."
Jupiter said, "The King of Abilities said that as long as enough people acknowledge me, I can become a Skyfather. Then I'll truly be able to save the Empire."
"A Skyfather?" "Save the Empire?"
Stinger's and Viscount Gore's eyes lit up at the same time. Having lived on Earth for so many years, Stinger naturally knew what a Skyfather was and what that title represented. Simply put, it meant a god in the truest sense.
Although Viscount Gore was a noble, King Balam had never disclosed what had happened on Earth, so he had no idea what a Skyfather was. That did nothing to dampen his excitement, however, because the Queen had said that once she became one, she could save the Empire.
That was what Viscount Gore wanted most right now. Despite his many faults, he was indeed a true noble.
Viscount Gore asked excitedly, "Your Majesty, can you really save the Empire?"
"Of course. But before that, we must defeat the Demon Legion and protect the people here."
Jupiter said, "Viscount Gore, assemble the troops as quickly as possible. Then we'll enter the Spatial Maze and assist the Earth Army in defeating the Demon Legion."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen! The soldiers will finish assembling immediately."
Viscount Gore promptly shouted