In Arbor Town, the king of Bosque had just finished his great speech and was ready to depart towards the capital.
Brennan was taking in the praise and respect of the adventurers and knights with a calm but secretly elated expression. He wasn't narcissistic or anything of the sort, he just needed this happiness to overcome the trauma of the assassin.
If he were to ever run into that monster again, Brennan was frankly unsure if he would dare have the courage to fight back. There was a vast difference in skill, after all. Wouldn't it be better to just accept his death?
Fortunately, he would now be setting for the capital, where he would without a doubt be able to rest comfortably. Although the assassination attempt happened at the capital, Brennan still felt much safer there.
Previously, he had been careless. The number of knights that guarded him would have to be increased but otherwise, the capital's palace was still the most impenetrable part of Bosque.
