The East Sea King re-sheathed his sword at the same time as he used his free hand to unearth the purple-colored jewel from his forehead.
Once this was done, a trail of blue blood slid down the old King's face and the guards as well as the two Ice-Eyes Sea Lions immediately surrounded the stage and watched everyone cautiously.
This was the most important part of the ceremony and nothing could go wrong. The consequences of the slightest carelessness were unthinkable to anyone in the East Sea Kingdom.
"During the last few months, my seventh daughter not only supported our kingdom with large quantities of food brought by herself from the surface and thus greatly alleviating the need for our people to devour each other but she also proved to be a talented mage."
The old King's voice sounded much weaker than before and less imposing even though his level had not suffered at all.