The Dragon Lord System
DLS - 174

In the presence of the serious Guardians, Calliga felt tight and suddenly felt a choking sensation.

Like a leader, this pressure feels physical and pressing. He realized that his decision would affect the future, and a sense of doubt slipped into his mind about his next move.

Valhalla's labyrinth house, the dungeon he led, could be destroyed because of his decision. The bad taste haunts him.

Sebas, as the leader of the guardians, seemed to feel a sense of doubt that his father, Calliga. In one phrase filled with loyalty and devotion, he convinced his father.

"Calliga-Sama, feel free to order us all. Compared to you, our fundamental strength is just dust.

"We are ready to carry out your commands with all our heart and enthusiasm. Whatever you ask, we will do it with all our heart" Sebas said, his voice filled with confidence.

Sebas continued to speak with a respectful and determined expression to his father who sat on the majestic throne: he:

"As long as Calliga-sama orders, however difficult the order may be, I, Sebas - no, all of us, the Guardian Floor, will give everything, even if it has to sacrifice ourselves. We vow not to bring disgrace to our great creator!"

A similar sound wave then filled Calliga's magnificent throne room.

"We also swear, our great creator!"

The common appeal of the guardian floor echoed in the room, creating an atmosphere of deep devotion and determination between them and the creator, Calliga.

Their voices were all filled with unwavering strength, respect, and determination..

No matter how many people try, no one will be able to doubt their loyalty and determination to their master, Calliga, who sits on his throne.

However, it now felt like a joke if anyone tried to suspect that the NPCs might betray Calliga, their creator.

"Aren't they overreacting to me? Damn, I'm so nervous!" calliga thought in his heart, as he continued to stare at the entire Over-serving Guardian before him.

After their statement, the previously felt dark atmosphere simply vanished. Calliga felt a mix of awkwardness and pleasure.

It was truly unexpected that the NPC he created would be sincere and extremely respectful to him, especially from some Guardian who had never even spoken directly to him before.

However, especially surprising was the positive response from the Guardians who were not her children.

Calliga only often interacted with the 7 guardians who were his children, not with the guardians who were not his children and, he never really expected that they would all respect him like this.

The deep red light spot on Calliga's sharp eye pupils shone sharply. His displeasure was lost, replaced by a confident attitude that suited his role as ruler.

With a smile on her dragonoid face, which seemed to show no emotion whatsoever, Calliga gained her confidence.

"You should be able to, Calliga! Now, you are the ruler. No longer a weak man!" he thought with spirit.

Slowly, the awkwardness disappeared, and Calliga was ready to speak with the intonation she had often trained secretly in her room.

With a tone of intonation that he had trained for a long time, he began to speak with confidence.

"What a good one, my Guardian! I know you will understand my purpose and execute my orders perfectly. There may be some that are hard to understand, but I hope you will pay more attention and listen, my Guardian!"

The atmosphere of the throne room has now turned to full of devotion and enthusiasm after Calliga's remarks, which appear to be a strong leader for all loyal Guardians.

The faces of the Guardians were still tense, and there was no trace of shock to them.

Then, Calliga continued, "As you know, my Guardian, my friend and close friend, Lithos, he has destroyed ma-town"

However, his words came to a sudden halt as he spoke to the entire Guardian who listened to him attentively, feeling excited from listening to their Master directly.

But the moment their Master stopped talking, the happy expressions of the Guardians instantly vanished.

Clack...

Clack...

At that moment, the giant gate of the throne door was wide open, and Calliga who had stopped talking due to the disturbance...

"Arias? Is he late?" calliga murmured in his heart, waiting for who had entered his throne room.

Calliga focused his gaze on the giant gate, the entrance and exit of his throne, and the Guardians turned their attention away from their Master who sat on the throne in the direction the gate was headed.