"No need to send someone, I'll go pick her up myself, and visit the Divine Envoy while I'm at it..."
Akelie, who had been in a dilemma all night without closing his eyes, spoke with a slight weariness.
Thinking back to when he used to charge in and out of the Demon Race army, fighting fiercely for three days and nights without complaining of fatigue, yet today, after just an all-nighter, he felt tired.
Was he growing old?
But given his power level, he was still in his prime, not even having peaked in growth yet, so how could he be old?
The clergy who had come to report silently withdrew, not disturbing His Majesty the Saint Emperor further. It was indeed difficult for him, torn between the Light Divine Envoy and his own daughter. If it were him, he wouldn't know which side to choose either.
As a loyal follower, how could he defy the Divine Envoy? But as a father, how could he ignore his daughter?
