I Have a Sailing Game

Similarly, the body was also arranged by Rogel to take on that of an ordinary person.

"Forget it, Captain Rogel, don’t tease me, just call me Kadi... or Intern is fine too."

Kadi let out a bitter laugh, sighed, and then shook his head.

"Of course, I hope all the subjects can move away from this disaster-ridden place."

"As for the Church and such..."

At this point, he smiled at Rogel: "I certainly don’t believe in anyone else’s Church, but if it’s your Church, Captain, what more is there to say?"

Hearing this, Rogel didn’t say anything.

His Black Tide Secret Society certainly wouldn’t betray Kadi’s hopes, but the key wasn’t just that, rather it was...

"By the way, Captain Rogel, your domain shouldn’t require a king, right?"

"It’s just as well I don’t have to be the king anymore, it really wore me out..." Kadi seemed to realize something, stretched his body, and said relievedly.

During his time as king, he indeed made some progress and easily figured out the key issues.

But in the face of this situation, he seemed to let out a long breath, as if freeing himself from a thousand-pound burden.

These were indeed his true feelings.

If he had a choice, Kadi would never have wanted to be this unfortunate king.

His old king father was lucky to step down before the great tide, letting him succeed, and then died from the tide’s pollution.

The fate of countless subjects in the entire Thousand Islands Kingdom was placed upon his shoulders, which was a huge burden.

And it was never Kadi’s intention to become this king.

Now, the disaster had finally come to an end, and Rogel was willing to take in these subjects, where surely no king was needed.

So Kadi just wouldn’t have to serve as the king anymore.

"King..." Beside him, Zidong hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping.

Rogel stepped forward, placing a crown cleansed of pollution on his head: "Don’t rush to say these things."

"At the very least, you are still the one—king in the hearts of the Thousand Islands Kingdom’s subjects."

Saying this, he smiled slightly, his gaze directed outside the palace.

Outside the palace at this time, countless surviving subjects were looking in this direction.

They seemed to realize something, yet did not voice it, merely kneeling silently on the ground.

Seeing this situation, Kadi remained silent.

"Why are you just standing there, go on." Mira urged, and then teased: "Could it be that without the king’s grandeur, you’ve lost the king’s spirit too?"

Hearing this, Kadi snapped back to his senses.

He breathed out, slowly stepping forward to face the subjects.

"Hail our King!"

Even though his physique was no longer tall and he no longer held Odaqiro’s Sword, when he appeared in front of the palace, everyone willingly bowed their heads, showing supreme respect for this last king of the Thousand Islands Kingdom.

Looking at the subjects below, Kadi smiled with gratification.

Even without the body of a king, he still stood tall and straight, exuding an aura of credibility and followership.

"In truth, I don’t consider myself a qualified king."

"I don’t like authority, nor the aloofness of a king. I prefer the faraway places in books, the romance in poetry..."

"But fate forced me to bear the king’s burden, with countless subjects’ destinies resting on my shoulders."

"For this, I treaded with care, proceeding arduously."

"Truth be told, I don’t mind admitting, during a time I would pour over notes left by my father, trying to find descriptions of his reign, then attempt to mimic and imagine, trying to disguise myself as a dignified and trustworthy king..."

At this point, Kadi laughed.

Among the subjects below, some children and young people also laughed.

But some old ministers and generals could not bring themselves to smile.

It’s hard to imagine what kind of hefty mental load such a "child" bore to be a qualified king.

"...But later I realized, even if I imitated my father and grandfather to the best of my ability, no matter how dignified, I couldn’t change soldiers dying on the front, or subjects suffering in the rear..."

"I couldn’t protect all my subjects, nor could I eliminate the rampant monsters."

"During that period, I was very lost, I thought myself as even less than a clumsy imitator of a king..."

"Up until now, I still haven’t figured out how to be a qualified king."

"However, fortunately, I’ve accomplished some... things within my power... the things a king ought to do..."

At this point.

All the subjects involuntarily looked towards the black, cracked statue in the square.

They clearly understood what the king in front referred to as "the things to be done."

This was precisely an indispensable important reason allowing all the subjects to persevere to this moment.

"Anyway, now, the disaster has ended."

"All of this is thanks to the fire seeds from the Five Great Seas, my former captain, Mr. Rogel."

"If you trust me, you can also place this trust in him and coexist with the Black Tide."

"Meanwhile, I will lay down my crown and pursue my dreams..."

"That’s what I hope for."

Kadi’s words came to an end.

Yet, the subjects in front did not rise, seemingly waiting for the last command of their king.

Seeing this, Kadi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then slowly opened them.

"Subjects of the Thousand Islands Kingdom."