Duke Ferdinand left the room, and Emperor Rosetta stood for a moment before breaking the silence as if speaking to himself: "Everything is indeed as you said."
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible wind suddenly arose in the spacious study, whispers like the overlapping of multiple voices coming from all directions: "Indeed—perhaps our time together over the years hasn't been quite pleasant, but one thing you must admit, when it comes to matters of the gods, the knowledge I have given you has never been wrong... As long as a cooperative relationship is established, I am always sincere."
Rosetta squinted slightly; outsiders might not see anything, but in his sight, he could see starry points of starlight corroding the surrounding walls and ground. In the purple-black shadows, it's as if countless gazes were hidden, while the floor-to-ceiling windows beside him were casting dusk-like light, with shadows resembling clouds intertwined.
