Widening its maw, the dragon lunged toward him.
Instantly, Yusa's bladder gave way. “Fine! I'll do as you say.”
In response, Jared waved his hand, and the dragon retreated.
“I will write it now and dispatch somebody to announce it tomorrow,” he promised, shivering with fright.
“Very well. I hope, that you won't lie to me for your safety. You know what the consequences are.”
At that, Jared's aura diminished, and the dragon vanished.
Draining the glass of wine, he gazed at the full moon before floating away.
As he gazed at Jared's diminishing silhouette, Yusa fumed at how useless his palace's guards were and resigned himself to issuing the decree.
There's no way around it. It's those martial artists' fault for being inferior. Even its leader, Kawasaki, had fallen by Jared's hand. There is nobody in the martial arts world who could go head-to-head with that insolent brat!
Pulling an all-nighter, he finished drafting the decree and sent a crier to announce it when dawn broke.
Jared awoke late the following morning, and Ryosuke came in excitedly to greet him.
“Excellent news, Master! The emperor has issued a decree compelling the martial arts world to worship you. Those stubborn martial artists are now forced to do so!” Ryosuke announced, waving the emperor's decree in his hand.
Jared merely glanced at it expressionlessly, as he already knew the outcome from the start.
“Now that matters in Jetroina have been cleared up, Ryosuke, I believe nobody will be touching the Watanabe family in a hurry. I should be getting back.”
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