Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

Silly rituals, but they can give people power.

At the swearing-in ceremony, tens of thousands of elven soldiers stood solemnly around a floating altar filled with liquid divine mithril.

The Grand Master stepped onto the altar in the air, and began to resonate with the mithril altar with the compassion and divinity in his body.

On the rippling Mithril Lake hanging high in the sky, the burning divinity reflected the soft moonlight. The Grand Master used his own power to bestow the most powerful divine blessing on the soldiers.

The Grand Master who presided over the ceremony was in a bad mood.

This is not just a moment of relaxation and calmness.

But she has no