So Brunhild snapped her fingers. The two of them returned to the chaotic scene of a father and daughter slaughtering each other. The flames enveloping the emperor's headless corpse began to flicker, and the two sides, who had been locked in a fierce battle, seamlessly shifted from their frozen state back into a frenzy.
In an instant, the entire world had gone from a lifeless standstill to bustling vibrancy.
Then Yu Lian saw Duke Bellerose charging toward him. The man was wearing armor, so his expression was hard to make out, but Yu Lian could see the unmistakable fury in his movements.
The bastard was planning to take them both down with him. Yu Lian had dealt with plenty of Starrealm Knights from all walks of life. To be fair, most of them were full of lofty arrogance and pride, practically embodying every stereotype of the ruling class. But the type who would throw their own life onto the altar at the slightest provocation was actually not uncommon—especially among the guardian knights assigned to protect emperors and great electors.
Duke Bellerose was probably one of those, too.
Yu Lian was thinking of smacking the man in the face with a psionic storm when Brunhild ordered him telepathically, "Wait."
Yu Lian gave a quiet "oh" and stepped back without a fuss. As a knight, he naturally let his liege stand in front of him. Then he heard the queen give an entirely unrestrained snort.
But weren't you the one who told me to wait? The thought had barely crossed Yu Lian's mind when Brunhild was enveloped in an aura of mysterious majesty. When the light faded, the goddess clad in the Dawn Dragon stood before everyone's eyes.
"Blood of my blood!" Duke Bellerose, still in a frenzy, let out a low