Chapter 1408 Duality Of Man
Noisy chatter filled the beautiful garden.
The officials, big and small, discussed in hushed voices. These men and women were at most rank 7s, but were masters in their particular field.
These were foreign envoys, financial ministers, law makers and so on. As experienced as they were, they were confused by the king's order.
The same went for Varian and his group.
Isadora opined that they might be given a light punishment. The king wouldn't want his image to be damaged but he would also be unwilling to offend Isadora who already reached the divine ranks.
Something like 'Staying in the capital for a few months' would have fit the bill.
Yet, the King not only did not punish, he also gave what appeared to be a well-sought-after opportunity. Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com
Perhaps it's nothing strange. Isadora herself had little understanding of the king. During her time, she barely maintained any political relationships.
As thoughts rose and dissipated like fumes, an old man with a gentle smile approached the group in long steps.
He took a long look at Enigma, smiling to himself, glancing at Sarah for a moment before nodding at Sonya and finally turning to Varian.
With an excited expression, he patted the young man's shoulder. "I am interested in seeing the heights you'll reach."
"Thanks for speaking up for me," Varian replied in a polite tone.
Sarah frowned and Enigma's eyes turned purple for a moment.
It was a very subtle difference but Varian was being polite only for the sake of being polite, as if something about the old man was bothering him.
"I am a son of this soil, I will always protect the talent of this soil, whether other old bastards like it or not." Archduke Micheal proclaimed before narrowing his eyes.
"Since you're with Princess Isadora and she allowed you to marry her sister, I will boldly presume she's done the rare ritual to elevate you from your former lowly race into an esteemed Palarian, because the life energy you radiate, it's not something the inferior races in this kingdom can ever hope to rival."
"Speaking of, I was in the middle of hunting one down before I got this meeting's message. Screw those ants! I'll need to eradicate the disease!" The Duke muttered to himself and disappeared leaving behind a few words. "Make yourself comfortable here. We'll go hunting sometimes."
'You crazy son of a bitch!' Varian closed his eyes and cursed the old bastard to just die already.
Unfortunately, that's the best he could do. Any slip-ups and not only him but even his beloved women could get killed.
With the detachment of a monk, Varian decided to do the essential and leave the age-old problems to a new age.
"I just want to take a break," Varian spoke through the link of synergy, exhaustion evident in his tone.
"Listening to these kinds of people and not driving a sword into their heads, politics is really tiring. Thankfully, we don't have to deal with this back home or I'd just hand it all over to Oob."
"You already handed over most things to Alison, but okay." Sarah looked into his eyes and her sweet voice sounded with a hint of sarcasm.
Varian rolled his eyes.
Enigma stepped forward and locked arms with him.
For some reason, the mental fatigue from the conversation seemed to dissipate, like a puff of smoke.
As if she understood the condition, Enigma turned to the little princess. "Let us rest."
"No instructions or suggestions were given to you guys," Sonya tilted her head. "That means you're free to make your own choices, within reasonable bounds. Any guest quarter within the royal district would be allowed."
"Only the best one for this young master!" Varian announced and the group set out to leave.
But two men stood between them and the exit.
Archdukes Coronthian and Kriad.
The biggest supporters of Prince Rudolph.