“Your Majesty! Are you all right?”

Hela screamed and approached Juan as soon as she saw him.

“Lower your voice, Hela. You must have been perplexed to hear that I called for you without anyone letting anyone else know.”

“I did have a feeling that Your Majesty must have come out when Sina came to visit me. But I don’t know why you only called for me rather than calling a meeting with all of us right away. How are your injuries? You do look much healthier than before.”

“As you can see.”

Juan raised his hand and lit a small flame at the tip of his fingertips. His flame, which had originally been a mix of red and yellow, was almost white now.

Hela shook her head.

“I have no idea what that means… but I’m glad Your Majesty is healthy anyway. I see that you’re wearing… an unusual armor.”

Hela looked up and down at the platinum-colored armor that Juan was wearing. The armor was decorated in a weird way, was without any joints or seams unlike other ordinary armor, and gave off a strange feeling. If Juan hadn’t been wearing the armor, Hela would have thought that it was an armor made for decoration rather than actual use.

“Doesn’t it look good on me?” Juan asked.

“To be honest, so far Your Majesty didn’t wear whatever you wore for the sake of appearance; you just picked up whatever appeared in front of you and was useful. But that armor…...