The martial King is here

Watching those slaves being brought up, those nobles in brilliant clothes stopped talking as they watched those slaves and started to comment.

A middle-aged noble raised his head to look at the sun in the sky and said softly. He then made a gesture to the soldiers around him.

Some of the servants took out incense sticks, stuck them into the ground, and lit them up. The nobles began to kneel on the ground and pray to the lit incense.

Then, someone took out a bronze ware and sprinkled some plant ash around the open space, marking a circle on the ground.

Then, a witch, who was dressed like a sorcerer, with colorful feathers all over her body and a wooden pole tied with colorful strips of cloth in her hand, appeared. She jumped up and down on the open space, her feet moving back and forth on the ground, muttering some words, and waving the wooden pole in her hand around from time to time.

After the dance, the witch left the stage, and the nobles nodded.