"Bertade!"
"Your Highness!"
"Command the Escort Samurai to prepare to extinguish the fire!"
"I will follow your will."
Bertade nodded respectfully. He didn't leave but simply sent the Escort to prepare. Then he cautiously asked.
"Your Highness, do you want to evacuate for a bit..."
"...No need!"
Xiulote looked at the hot air balloon about a hundred meters above and shook his head.
"The landing point is seventy to eighty meters to the west; it won't burn here... Hmm, the hot air balloon itself doesn't have much fuel, the fire looks big, but it will die out soon."
Apprentices below the altar were in chaos, while the people on the altar remained exceptionally calm. The King narrowed his eyes, watching the remnants of the burning hot air balloon. In just a short while, the flames began to weaken. Debris from the balloon fell faster and faster, soon dropping to fifty meters below!
"Gobble gobble, gobble gobble gobble!"
