"Senior Brother Sylvan, the matter of reviving the Queen—"
Watson looked troubled. Just as Sylvan looked a little nervous, he nodded. "Leave it to me. There's no problem with that."
Phew!
Sylvan let out a long breath and felt relieved. "There's no time to lose. Let's set off now."
King Landhar III's words to him in the palace echoed in his mind. He had been worried that Watson would do what King Landhar III had said to control the kingdom and King Landhar III. It seemed like he had thought too much about it—Watson was not that kind of person.
Watson was about to leave with Sylvan when Antonio and Reid stopped arguing and walked toward them.
"Watson, wait a moment! How can you agree to such a huge matter like resurrecting the late Queen so hastily? And Sylvan, didn't I ask you to keep an eye on King Landhar III? Why did you run out of the palace and ask Watson to resurrect the Queen in such a hurry? What happened?"
