Upon hearing Jason's affirmative answer, everyone present exhaled a long breath.
Although the battle did not last long, everyone experienced a sense of mental exhaustion.
Especially Sewock VII.
The young emperor, who suddenly gained power, had been operating at an overload since obtaining it.
In the later stages, he entirely relied on willpower to sustain his body.
Hearing Jason say they won, the young emperor sat on the ground unceremoniously, truly collapsing, gasping for breath.
The ten cousins and nieces beside him all did the same.
Initially, they tried to maintain some composure, but seeing their cousin's condition, they followed suit.
"Your Majesty, are you all right?"
Ershe Li, the head of secret agents, asked softly.
Being almost untouched by exhaustion, Ershe Li's condition was quite good.
Except for a few big bumps on his head.
"I'm fine."
"Just a bit tired."
"Sure enough... actual combat and training are two different things."
