The archdukes, the devoted vassals by the king's side, even the White Blade Guards and regular Heroic Spirit Palace guards were all staring intently at Archduke Poffret in the meeting hall.
Among them all, King Nuven's stare was particularly terrifying.
He was like the ferocious human-devouring dragon of legends.
Archduke Poffret's entourage were pale. Many of them raised their heads as if they were meeting for the first time. Their eyes were filled with shock and astonishment as they looked at their master in disbelief.
Thales, who was observing all of this sighed softly. "Sometimes, it is not a good thing to be in such a rush."
In the face of it all, the young Archduke Poffret just pursed his lips and said nothing.
The commander of the White Blade Guards and the Star Killer, Nicholas was behind him. He stared coldly at the archduke, his eyes full of disdain. "Apart from that, when our men stationed at the city gate flagged them down…
