at the same time.
In the distant sky, a battleship was suspended in the clouds, rising and falling as if swimming in the sea of clouds.
In the main bridge of the battleship, on the captain's seat in the center, the mastermind of the rebellion was being bandaged with his upper body naked.
"And please be sure not to injure the wound."
While Guletan was bandaging Edmond's upper body, he looked at the blood that was constantly seeping out of the bandage, and warned with a heavy expression.
"Your Highness's injury is more serious than expected. It cannot be effectively treated with just a few rough bandages. The army has been annihilated. No one here can use healing magic. If you are not careful, the injury may become worse. Please Be careful."
Guletan admonished Edmond like this, with an expressionless Heafield standing next to him.
Facing Guletan's advice, Edmond seemed a little unconcerned.
"Just think of this injury as a necessary expense for ascending to the throne and standing at the top of the world."
Edmond didn't care about his injuries at all. Even though the bandage covering his upper body was still soaked with blood, he didn't show any pain at all. Instead, he corrected Guletan.
"Also, I am not Your Highness, but Your Majesty."
Edmund made this correction as a matter of course.
This meant that Edmund had taken the throne of England as his own.
But in its current form, this really cannot be said to be arrogance.
"Open your eyes, Daedalus."
Edmond was on the bridge giving orders.
"Zheng!"
Suddenly, the walls and ceiling inside the bridge became transparent, reflecting the scene outside the ship.
"Is this magic?" Guletan was startled by this, but then shook his head and said: "No, this should not be the effect caused by Daedalus's magic circuit. It should be produced by the