Carlos was slender, elegant, and a beautiful magician, while Hayden was robust, sturdy, and a powerful knight. At first glance, Carlos seemed more sacred, but Hayden’s embrace was purer and cleaner.

“That guy’s more decadent… No, if we talk about decadence, Hayden is not to be underestimated either.”

If we had to compare, Carlos was closer to something more repulsive. It was clear that he was pretending, and it was disgusting because there was no substance inside him. On the other hand, Hayden was someone who didn’t need to pretend.

“It’s not because it’s been rotten for too long that mold has bloomed, right? The methods that have not been managed for a long time must have become a tradition. But, can it be fixed?”

Carlos suddenly appeared and received all sorts of hostile gazes without caring. He laughed despite the urgent stares.

He didn’t care about the guys here anyway. Carlos Ars Ingelam cared only about Rustica Genesis, covered by his symbol. He turned his emerald-colored eyes, which were too clear, to look for Ru.

“Rustica. Your appearance suits you better than when you were a knight.”

As soon as the emerald eyes met Ru’s, they sparkled. Just stab that guy. It was unbearable that this guy, who had fallen and even lost the position of a true Southern Sage, was talking such nonsense, tying the true successors of the Southern Sage to curses and sucking their power. Ru raised his fist, his face expressionless. Kill him. The aftermath would be handled by tomorrow’s Rustica Genesis.

“Stop there.”

It was fortunate that Katrin Lambert had already fainted. The temperature in the banquet hall had dropped significantly.

Hayden also reached his limit. Melpius secretly cast a protective spell on everyone except Carlos. At this point, those who were not sages could have already fainted.

“Go to Caletta, steal everything else, and leave the essentials, so what if you can’t distinguish what’s what. But, can it be fixed?”

“An official greeting from someone who is undeniably a sage in the South. That’s a proper thing to do.”

Carlos laughed, accepting it.

The two emperors here were just smiling without blinking. In this grim atmosphere, Ophelia grabbed Ru’s arm even tighter. It was not to stop Ru but rather a protective gesture.

“Do you really rule there? If you have something to say.”

There was a sharp sound as a finger was flicked into the suffocating air. Carlos’s beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

“Do it through the official channels. Or at least, qualify yourself to receive an invitation. Since you seem to have a lot to say, I’ve opened one more door at the border.”
Carlos stood tall, and it was the moment the sturdy barrier that had played a firm role as the border was crumbling for the second time. At the same time, stifled screams echoed throughout the banquet hall.

“Gasp!”

“Kkiak!”

Hayden looked at Carlos’s form, which started to collapse under the relentless pressure, without any expression. This was all he could endure.

It’s fortunate that it wasn’t his real body. Hayden thought he was really lucky as he crushed the entire figure without lifting a finger. Like a tin can being squashed, the beautiful appearance began to crumple.

“Since the sea has opened for the second time, I’ve opened one more towards the East. So, deliver your message through that route.”

It was not a tone befitting an equal emperor but rather a condescending tone that pressed him down as is.

‘East?’

Even in the midst of this, Melpius looked at Hayden. No, now wasn’t the time to speak to him. The emperor was pressing down on Carlos not only with words but also with power.

Carlos tried to counter, but as he was nothing more than a light figure, it wasn’t easy to use his power here. Moreover, in the territory controlled by Hayden, it was impossible to resist.

Squish, squish, the beautiful face was getting squashed. If it were a real person, blood would have spurted like a fountain, but since it was just an illusion, it looked rather ridiculous. That’s how it appeared to the eyes of the sages.

“Ahem.”

Melpius turned his head, suppressing a laugh. Carlos knew that his appearance was quite impressive, so he gestured with his hands, but that only made him look more ridiculous.

However, in the eyes of ordinary people, Hayden, who was silently expressing anger, was more frightening. It was a living disaster, or a natural disaster. He stood still, squashing Carlos, who had stolen magic from the empire and half of its territory, making him disappear tragically.

‘If he were a real person, would he have reacted like that?’

Certainly, even if he were a real person, he would have reacted the same way.

The nobles watching couldn’t help but shudder and scratch the back of their necks. The three frail ones had already fainted and were carried out.

The emperor they should have gathered around reminded them once again that he was not an ordinary person. An incomprehensible existence is only fearful. It is even more terrifying if someone who swept away the aristocracy like the Moguiqfel Duchy is also pressing down Calleta Emperor.