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CHAPTER 75
The already dim room looked more gloomy and more of a desolate place with the way the atmosphere was.
For a moment there, the man wearing a blue tunic and black big pants with a white apron over his outfit felt like he was thrown into the graveyard or the zombie land.
What had happened to the life that was once there?
He was sent for, yet he did not see the one who had sent for him. It was the second time in his life that he had entered the king's chambers with the place barely looking alive as well.
Just then he heard an owl hoot and felt his heart jump into his throat. This was on another level of worrying.
He never would have come here of not that it was an order but who was he to disobey? Back then, when he had come, the king had just lost his father and was brought to stay in his late father's room.
