Chapter 85: The Knight Path
"What are you doing so late, gramps?"
Hex stood in front of the old gardener, who was removing vines and overgrown weeds near the walls of the castle.
The old man was the same man who was put as representative of the castle during the first rounds of the tournament.
The old man was wearing old and tattered clothes that were covered in mud and whatnot.
"Just finishing up my work, young master," the gardener said with a grin, showing his dirty teeth. "I heard we will have a celebration. Weeds and vines will just be in the way."
"Haha. There is still time and who knows what will happen during the matches. It's already past midnight Grandpa. Go rest."
"If I finish it now, I can be lazy in the morning," the gardener said with a wink, causing both of them to chuckle.
"Okay, take care," Hex shook his head as he went inside the castle. The sentries were also friendly and already in a celebratory mood.
'All these normal folk are just happy and unaware of the impending doom. I hope I can save some of you.'
The feeling of being responsible for other people's safety weighed heavily on Hex's mood. It was unlike the six years where he was only responsible for his own survival.
Upon entering the castle, he went straight to the study. As he expected, the baron was behind the desk, writing and reading.