"Yes, I allow it."
Kant nodded, even though he didn't quite understand it.
"Thank you for your authorization, my Lord.", the mages lowered their heads to express their gratitude.
As they spoke softly, they chanted the magic incantation of the Enfath Empire. Within the gemstones inlaid with silver and precious materials, a faint wave of ripples appeared and gradually lit up.
The King's sword in Kant's hand let out an intimidating cry.
A faint golden light streaked across the gilded pattern.
An epiphany appeared in Kant's mind. The incantation and staff from the mages beside him released a wave of mind power that wrapped around the King's sword, it was like the sword was welcoming the enchanting as well. The spell invited the elven divine power contained in the sword to heal the Bunduk, who was lying on the bed in front of him, his face was pale and was heavily injured.