"Your words are quite blasphemous and slanderous."
"Suppose he isn't a fool, but what if at that time he is forced to act against his will by those noble lords, then what do we do?"
"What else can we do? Of course, we don't accept it. Don't forget who saved us when we were being oppressed by those nobles, who protected us during the monster raids, and who gave us jobs and food!"
"It was Zalanda, our Lord Zalanda!"
"Exactly, such a person deserves to be called king, but our king is only one, and that is our Queen, Queen Zalanda."
"Long live Queen Zalanda."
The citizens of Darama City were clearly indifferent to this news.
Many of them had already fallen to the bottom rung of society before this, struggling for survival.
It was not the royal family, long exiled to who knows where, who saved them, but their Lord Zalanda, who provided them with work, giving them the chance to earn food for survival.
