"Don't mind us, just do what you want to do." The Emperor said with a small smile.
Despite his casual tone, the air in the Resurrection Room grew heavy. The Emperor stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his posture radiating an effortless authority that only a ruler of nations could possess. However, behind his calm facade, his mind was racing with calculation.
'Hayatobi picked these two... Are they that powerful? Even my children don't have this right, but they do?' He thought with a slight frown, his sharp gaze turning to Mirabella and Hitachi. He analyzed their breathing, their stance, and the flow of their spirit energy. They seemed calm—too calm for students standing before their monarch.
Hayatobi noticed the shift in the Emperor's expression, the subtle tightening of the jaw that betrayed his skepticism. He snapped his fingers, the crisp sound cutting through the silence and drawing everyone's attention.
