Chapter 707: All political summits need a neutral mediator
The silence was loud in the plaza.
The Goddess’s eyes twitched; I wondered if she felt annoyed that I embraced my druid side more than my human side. The church members, who I expected would be screaming loudly, were only parted their lips in silence. So did the templars.
I guess, they didn’t really think that I would claim my right to the throne.
Well, neither did I. Before this whole Old Covenant idea, I didn’t think I would ever exercise my right as the last heir to the throne of the Druid Kingdom. Especially because the kingdom was no more.
It was the same with Natha. For all I knew, he never meant to be the King’s Candidate, since he didn’t want to leave me and our little family behind. In the first place, he only took the mantle of Lordship to give me a comfortable life and ample protection.
But, well...sometimes you have to make a sacrifice for the world.
Thus, I turned toward the Hero and Bishop Avarash. "We are waiting for the representative of the Human Realm," I said, pressing down on the old man beneath my foot. "Not this one, obviously."
I didn’t care which one of them would be the representative, but I hoped they didn’t take too long--or, you know, decided to discuss it first.
Thankfully, Jin seemed to understand my intention. He opened his palm, and the seven beads we had been gathering for the past few months merged into one large crystal ball. Perfect for a staff, I must say. He raised the crystal, and placed it in Bishop Avarash’s hands.
"Mister Jin?" the Bishop looked at the Hero with widened eyes.
Well, logically, the one who called forth the connection and had been going around the Human Realm should be the representative. I mean, even the Goddess called him her champion.