At that moment, a person stood in front of Glont's blade. Glont momentarily injected mana into his arm and twisted the sword, changing its trajectory and causing it to hit the ground.

Bang!

The audience room’s huge marble floor was cleanly split into two. Glont couldn't see his surroundings well due to blood rushing to his head. Yet, when he saw who had intervened, even Arcanta was surprised, and he had been prepared to die.

"M, Mom!" shouted Arcanta.

"It's been a while, Son." It was Arscilla who suddenly stood in front of Glont’s blade.

"You should be in the countryside. How did you get here?” Arcanta asked in fluster. 

"I brought her here,” Duke Asteria answered as he ate peanuts behind the head of the imperial guard.

"Sir, you did?"

"Yeah. I guess the imperial palace’s magic circle is certainly amazing. Even though blood was rushing to his head, that idiot still didn’t feel her presence."

Arscilla smiled lightly as Duke Asteria spoke in his same old leisurely voice, and she said, "Thank you for inviting me here, Your Highness the Duke."

"No need to thank...