Leandro did not immediately understand what Prince Morres meant.
But he quickly figured out what he was supposed to do, because a text window soon appeared before his eyes.
〚■■■ ■■ has sent Σ*■^#■ឌឺ= a party□ invi□ation. Would you like to ac□ept?〛
〚Accept / □ecline〛
Leandro narrowed his eyes.
He had already begun to suspect something when the prince confidently declared that he could send Leandro back, and when he freely wandered through a place that even a high-ranking Demon King could not easily enter.
And sure enough, wasn’t this strange prince truly making free use of the laws of the Quartz Image World?
Before meeting the current Seventeenth Holy Emperor, Leandro had never even imagined that anyone in the world could manipulate the laws of the Quartz Image World so effortlessly.
And the Holy Emperor had passed that tremendous ability down to his son as well?
To that wicked individual of all people, whose limits of power were impossible to gauge?
Did the Holy Emperor even properly understand what an outrageous thing he had done?
“Hmm? Sir Leandro, why do you suddenly look so serious?”
“Your Highness. If I… accept this, what exactly will happen?”
Leandro cautiously questioned the prince.
More than…