"Amelia, I didn't give you permission to speak... be quiet."
"But father..." she started, her voice trembling slightly, but she didn't move.
He gave her a sharp look, then turned his attention back to Minato. "Speak up, young man."
Minato felt the weight of the entire room pressing down on him. He swallowed, gripping his hoodie a little tighter at his side, making sure his head stayed lowered, a sign of respect rather than defiance.
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[DING]
[HOST HAS MET WITH THE DEMON LORD OF DAMNATION]
[CEDRIC ALEXANDER EARHART]
[TITLE: MONARCH OF DAMNATION]
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In that moment, Minato understood fully... every word he spoke now carried immense consequences. One wrong sentence could end his life instantly. He inhaled slowly, steadying his racing breathing, and prepared to answer.
