Chapter 94 - The Magician Prince, the Beginning of the Conspiracy
King Leonard firmly shook Rygar's hand and, after a light chuckle, glanced around as if confirming everyone's presence. Then, with calm authority, he said:
"Where is your son, Grovewood?"
The King was addressing a weary-looking man, an old figure with a serious demeanor, a graying beard barely covering his chin, and a short sword at his waist.
The man silently stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, he is also here today."
Without more than a simple nod, he discreetly retreated back to his place.
Gertan, heir to House Grovewood and the one who had guided Rygar and his group upon their arrival in the city, soon appeared.
His role in this meeting was not significant. He was the heir to one of the kingdom's most important noble houses, but this garden was filled with heirs, and even many of the noble house leaders were present.
Gertan had little to say; his posture was that of someone who accepted being guided by the situation. He approached and knelt before the King, respectfully saying, "At your command, Your Majesty!"
Rygar watched the scene and sighed. He truly would never kneel to anyone again—unless the circumstances were overwhelmingly against him... After all, a wise man knows when to bow to circumstances.
But with his strength, he believed it would never come to that.
King Leonard, with a calm gaze, seemed accustomed to reverence. A gentle smile appeared on his face as he leaned slightly forward, as if directing attention to the mission he was about to assign.