A few days after killing the rampaging dragon, they were passed. The king caught word of this event from a messenger.
"Sire, the rampaging dragon has been defeated by the reincarnated dragon king and the blood guild," the messenger said as he kneeled.
The king had blonde hair and green eyes. He stared at the messenger in front of him.
"Interesting to think that he's already this powerful; call for the prince," he said as he waved his hand.
"Yes sir."
After calling the annoyed Sakuya to the throne room, Sakuya unwillingly kneels before him. He glares at his father in disguise. The grudge was evident because he had sent his son to another world without worrying about anything that could happen to him. He didn't care for his well-being, only that his royal lineage was not in danger.
"Sakuya, you're my son. Why are you kneeling?"
"You've called me here for a reason, to berate me for something; I have to kneel to plead my case, Father," he said with an unamused expression.
