Two braziers had been extinguished in the Hall of Heroes.
But no one was paying attention to the temperature in the stone hall any longer.
"Lampard doesn't just want to kill King Nuven..."
Thales finally managed to calm his breathing after a long while had passed. The Prince of Constellation whispered, "He also wants to make the most of King Nuven's death and achieve his goals."
The prince raised his head and looked at the archdukes who had strange expressions on their faces. "You can all already imagine it. King Nuven executed one of the five archdukes in the name of revenge, and in the blink of an eye, the other four murdered him.
"How would things be like then?"
Archduke Lecco clasped his hands together, his gaze was frozen.
'How would… things be like?'
The old archduke looked at Lampard with deep thoughts raging in his mind.
