The old king, who was always authoritative, actually resorted to the self-sacrifice strategy he once despised, and what could Lucas Walker, the grandson, say?
"Don't worry." The old king said with a gentle smile, "I won't die within five years. As long as I'm alive, I will help you."
Lucas Walker fell silent for a moment, then stepped forward, gently extended his arms, and hugged him.
"Grandpa... Thank you!"
This was the first time in so many years.
The old king was taken aback and looked up at Lucas Walker as he stood straight.
"KING, I'm delighted to see your change... Intelligence, perseverance, courage... You possess nearly all the qualities of a king in you, the only thing you're lacking are two things—tolerance. I am gratified that Ivana has made you more perfect."
Lucas Walker's lips curved slightly, his tone teasing, "I don't know if I've become more tolerant, but I can see... Ever since you met Ivana, you've become more cunning!"
