Max's eyes widened—
His face darkened.
Aurelia stood unmoved, her expression unreadable.
But the Young Monarch wasn't done.
"Your choice. You have a month."
His gaze swept over the entire East Region—
A silent warning.
Then, his voice boomed once more.
"And this is for everyone listening…"
The air trembled—
Every leader, every warrior, every bystander held their breath.
"It would do you all well not to interfere in the matters of the Monarch from now on."
The sky rumbled—as if the heavens themselves were acknowledging his decree.
"Otherwise—"
The weight of his words crushed down like an executioner's blade.
"Blood shall be shed."
"People shall be killed."
"And the East… shall be destroyed."
Max's expression darkened.
He had never expected the Young Monarch to go this far—
To force his hand.
To threaten an entire region just to draw him out.
'Someone… told him about me.'
His mind raced.
The Black Lotus guild's report…
