Though Luman was perfectly restraining his aura, very few people in the lower realms should be able to speak so calmly in his presence; even kings would stutter, not to mention a freshly broken-through Four Star mage like her.
However, here she was, speaking so calmly, and from what they could see…
"You don't feel the suppression?" Luman asked, his eyes shining.
Emily's gaze flickered when she heard this. Knowing there was no use in lying, she nodded, "Yes, I don't."
Luman inhaled a cold breath and said, "Yes, young Lady. I'm a monarch, and all these people behind me, except your father, are also monarchs."
Emily nodded in understanding. No wonder Lady Wyomin and Lily's master are so tense.
"Now, what do you mean by taking me back to my ancestral land?" She asked,
"Let me explain it all to you." The female monarch who had spoken earlier stepped forward with a smile on her face.
