The king's gentle and magnetic voice resounded through the hall, and just from the tone alone, it was the most human-sounding sentence the king had uttered so far.
Andrew almost couldn't resist rolling his eyes!
After all, anyone who wasn't foolish could tell that the so-called "physical discomfort" was just an excuse. Ultimately, it was to buy the Magic Guild more time to prepare for the third negotiation competition.
Barbara, with a look of mockery, tilted her head slightly and said to the king, "It was you who initially proposed starting the negotiation competition early, and now it's you who suggests reverting to the original schedule. Your Majesty's condition is quite changeable."
The king wasn't angry, instead, he sighed and said, "Indeed, after my cultivation was hindered, my physical condition has been less stable than before. I apologize."
His attitude became increasingly gentle, and his posture was exceedingly humble.
