"Done?" Seated on the throne in a lazy posture, the Matriarch asked the messager who just stormed into the throne hall.
The messenger was panting heavily and his blue skin turned dark red, proving he was incredibly excited about something.
Even though the members of the throne hall already guessed the news, they couldn't help but look at the messenger in anticipation.
The messenger forgot to even breathe as he said with a big smile. "The hunting teams pushed the invaders into the Mad Zone."
The faces of everyone in the room lit up and they slammed the armrests of their chair in appreciation, one of their cultural practices.
The Matriarch's lips curled into a thin smile as she witnessed this scene.
In the last thousand years, this was the highest appreciation given by the court members.