"Shouldn't you show yourselves and stop hiding, Emperor Alex and Duke Noah?"
David spoke in a cold tone while glancing at his side.
As if in response, the space began to vibrate, and two figures materialized before them: a handsome man dressed in a regal golden robe, his smile faint yet captivating, and a kind-looking middle-aged man with snow-white hair and a gentle, ever-present smile.
Arthur was surprised, and his eyes widened upon seeing them. "What! The other two figures on the throne are Emperor Balka and Duke Noah of the North," he exclaimed.
He immediately shifted his gaze toward the throne in the sky and confirmed that it was indeed empty.
"David Asvold, you're quite fierce," Emperor Alex said with a smile.
"But I'm not here to cause any trouble."
"Actually, my visit has to do with your son." He turned to Arthur with an expression that was both humorous and admiring.