The pupils of the three constricted abruptly.
They knew they would rely on Wu Heng.
After all, the queen in front of them was pregnant with Wu Heng's child.
In a sense, it was half of Wu Heng's country, but cutting ties with The Holy Court involved too much.
The Holy Court valued the collection of faith the most. The Kingdom forbidding them from collecting faith was perhaps more severe than killing the Archbishop.
The newly appointed Minister of Finance instinctively spoke, "Your Majesty! Wu Heng the Leader... is just one person!"
His voice carried a hint of urgency, implying that the foundation of The Holy Court was far beyond what one person could withstand.
Brittany nodded, her expression unchanged, "Given the current situation, we cannot afford to waver. If we want to end the war and regain autonomy for the Kingdom, we must bet on Wu Heng."
"There's... no other choice."
The room fell into silence.
