The air around Grand Duke Wilhelm Marner grew dark and sinister at the thought of what the King had just said.
Decades and decades had passed but the fire burning in his heart had never faded.
"I've been alive only for that purpose." He muttered to himself but the King heard him anyway.
It had been a hundred and ninety-five years since the day he lost the will to live yet, he had forced himself to survive for only one reason.
That single goal was what had fueled his body until now, stopping him every time he wished to give up on his meaningless life.
Therefore, to hear that he would finally be able to fulfill his goal, Wilhelm clenched his fists tight as he bowed before the King.
"Thank you, my King." He yelled with a tremble in his voice as his emotions fluctuated unceasingly.
