Frozen in fear, the Half-Sovereign thought fearfully.
'I can't die like this! I had only just taste the strength of the realm for only a short time!'
Not wanting to die, he quickly say something.
"W-wait! You don't want to kill me!" he yelled, turning around.
As he did so, the sight of a beautiful blonde woman entered his gaze. He found his throat went dry, as someone as beautiful as her would make even a monk go crazy with lust.
"Oh, why should I not?" the woman asked, and he was immediately reminded he was her enemy.
'Not the time to be consumed by desire.' he thought to himself.
"The faction I come from is one that had multiple Saint experts in them, so they could easily destroy the Birak Kingdom if they so want to." he replied.
He was speaking the truth too. He had never seen them firsthand, due to his low status, but he would occasionally feel the power of a such experts inside the headquarter.