"SIRE, PRINCE Blake, I have bad news for you," Neoma said in an exaggerated, sad voice. "It seems like your allies have abandoned you."
King Landon and Prince Blake both flinched at her words.
"But then again, even if your allies didn't abandon you, I don't think they could help you in this situation anyway," she said with a shrug. "After all, my father is already in touch with the leaders of the nations and kingdoms under the empire's flag."
Now the father-and-son duo looked helpless.
"You underestimated me because I'm a child, and most of the guards I brought were women," she said, pointing out the two's biggest mistake. "Poison and Mana-suppressing bombs? Don't you think those methods are too weak to kill the empire's Crown Prince?"
"I believe my family is being framed by the Crown Prince," Prince Blake, who now looked calm, declared shamelessly. "His Royal Highness mentioned the weapons our kingdom produces. Are you doing this to monopolize our military power?"
