A week has already passed since then-
Deep beneath the royal palace of Nacirfa, in a hidden room, King Stephanus Thorne was sitting at the head of the table, a tall, sharp-featured man in his late fifties with silver-streaked black hair and piercing gray eyes.
His expression was cold as he listened to the reports.
To his right, Minister Elandor, the head of intelligence, was sitting with a grim look on his face.
There are two more ministers beside him.
King Stephanus spoke with a slight frown "He really killed 20 of those bandits by himself?"
Minister Elandor turned to him "I already told you not to mess with the Goddess' companion."
Turning to him, Stephanus replied "As rumors stated, he seems to be a skilled warrior."
"But no need to worry, I already sent 200 of my powerful men along with Drakin. They can definitely capture him when he is alone."
"Also there is Minister Kaarthus inside Eurasania's castle who is helping us."
