"What is the meaning of Saint Lord Alex's words?" Selene said coldly.
"Could it be you believe Her Majesty the Empress is absolutely bound to die without a doubt?"
"Correct, I do indeed mean exactly that." Alex nodded and smiled faintly.
"No, to be accurate, this is not what I believe, but the fact laid out right before our eyes. Everyone present should be able to see that Her Majesty the Empress's life hangs by a thread. It won't be long before her soul returns to the Great Void."
As soon as these words came out, Cedric, Lara, and the others couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten.
To nakedly state these universally known truths out loud was often the exact moment one was about to tear off all pretenses.
Could it be that the Saint Lord truly intends to tear off all pretenses with Aurelia today and directly compete for the imperial throne?
"Even if this is the truth, so what?" Selene said coldly.
