"You?"
"The Emperor?"
"How dare you call yourself the Emperor?"
Han Su's voice rang out, loud and arrogant. As he released his Mental Power, the lavish, exquisite Wine Party hall suddenly seemed to lose all its color.
Even the nobles and dignitaries instinctively hunched their shoulders, as if something engraved deep in their blood had been forcibly awakened. A constant roar filled their ears, and a powerful sense of dread rose from their subconscious.
The ones who reacted most strongly were White Suit and Purple Dress. At the shout, they both momentarily lost focus.
For a brief instant, it was as if their minds had given way, and their knees had gone weak.
He couldn't accept even this tiny change. He almost felt like slapping himself to snap out of it. But after a moment's daze, he glared at Han Su, furious.
Han Su's words were so outrageous that he didn't even consider they might be true. To him, the man before him was an irrational lunatic, driven mad by his worship of the Mysterious Side. He shouted coldly:
"Do you know that speaking openly about the Emperor is the greatest taboo of the Mysterious Side?"
"Chasing the history of reality and illusion is the world's greatest crime!"
"And those who worship the Emperor and enter the sequence are to be killed on sight. Eradicating the Emperor's remnants is a deed that outweighs the merit of resisting natural disasters!"
"..."
Rumble!
As he angrily denounced Han Su, the lights in the hall flickered.
All around the Wine Party, countless officials and noble ladies had been quietly making their way toward the exits. Now they froze in place.
They weren't fools. When the people who had been playing the piano, wearing clown masks, and conducting research all stood up to accuse