Anon ceased the quantum reflection, releasing the Royal Minister.
"My Queen, shall I attempt to make him bow before you with my physical power? These magic-using kids are nothing when it comes to physical strength," another Royal Minister spoke. He possessed a well-developed and muscular physique.
"Yes," the Queen ordered.
"As you wish, my Queen," the Royal Minister said, rising from his chair with a smile on his face.
Approaching Anon, the Royal Minister placed his hands on Anon's left and right shoulders.
"Bow down to my Queen, you pathetic weak kid," the Royal Minister spoke as he pressed both of Anon's shoulders downwards simultaneously.
'Now, go down, kid,' he thought, but suddenly something felt wrong.
Forget kneeling, he couldn't even get Anon to budge from his position.
"What happened? Is something wrong?" Anon asked with a smile as he looked at the Royal Minister.