Byron was startled awake, and a sudden crash of thunder illuminated the luxurious bath, flooding the room with white light.
Above the Royal Capital of the Fire Worship Empire, what was once a cloudless, star-filled night sky suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and in the blink of an eye, it was shrouded in darkness.
Amidst the flashes of lightning and crashes of thunder, a sudden storm poured down.
The sound of rain was continuous...
Unbeknownst to him, Byron no longer needed to consciously use any transcendent ability; merely a dramatic shift in his emotions could easily alter the weather.
"Ah!"
A figure stealthily approaching Byron was clearly startled and couldn't help but let out a timid shriek.
Despite the foggy mist in the bathroom, Byron immediately recognized the identity of the voice — it was Princess Amita, the ugliest princess.
Byron didn't pay attention to her but instead connected with the Law Network.
