It is often said that power does not equate to authority, but in the shadow of authority, power is always hidden. The young crown prince's pomp and circumstance before me fully proves this principle.
He walked with steps almost equal in distance and approached Lord Paryen, who was the only one still on horseback, akin to a star surrounded by celestial bodies.
Subsequently, the crown prince voluntarily bent slightly as a gesture of respect towards the lord, who nodded in return.
"Salutations to you, Sentinel of the Millennium Era."
The crown prince, speaking in a slightly accented lingua franca, addressed the lord with a rather peculiar title:
"I'm very sorry I couldn't bring more elite warriors for you, because the situation at Charldo Harbor is extremely urgent. I couldn't bear to see those half-body men wandering amid the fires of war, so at the earnest pleas of the Steam Lords, I left 2,000 of the 5,000 elites that my father allocated to me there.
