Hall of Heroes. The dejected boy looked at the five indifferent archdukes in astonishment. Cold sweat poured from his forehead. The gazes of the five archdukes remained ice-cold.
*Thud… Thud…*
The footsteps outside the hall grew nearer. Thales was breathing in a daze. He could feel only his dry mouth and tongue as his heartbeat accelerated.
In that instant, the figures of many people flashed in Thales' mind.
'Nicholas, Putray, Mirk, Kohen, Miranda, Raphael, Ralf, Wya… and Little Rascal.
'These people, regardless of whatever reason, they believed in me, walked with me until this step... No. Wait a minute.'
Thales clenched his fists firmly. He could not fall here.
*Thud… Thud…* The guards' footsteps from outside the hall could already be clearly discerned.
He could not fail. Could not!
