''Lucy, he is the man I met yesterday,'' Esme handed the trident to Luciana, ''I don't want to be recognized by him.''
Luciana frowned, ''The King wanted you to do it. It must be related to your powers. What if you can use your powers after this?" She handed the trident back to Esme.
''But—''
''You need to do this, Es. If anything goes wrong or if you fail to use it, then I will do it for you. I will intervene in the process,'' Luciana said.
''And you will risk being beheaded,'' Esme scoffed.
''If you are able to use your powers later, I won't regret it,'' Luciana winked.
Esme sighed, feeling the warmth in her heart.
''I know I am the best friend one can wish for.''
Esme chuckled as she approached the throne chair.
A golden table was placed in front of Aleister and all the representatives of the main gods stood on the other side of the table.