Although King Foltest sat quietly on the throne, anyone could see the anger and irritability in his heart.
Just entering the hall.
Roche, like a primary school student reporting to the head teacher, immediately walked to the side of the throne and whispered to Foltest for a long time.
With Guilliman's hearing, even if Roche whispered softly in the King's ear, he could still hear it clearly.
How to put it.
Although this guy was brutally straightforward, the content he reported to the King was not watered down at all.
He simply told the King what he had heard truthfully.
This included the two discussing that the mastermind was Prince Yurkast, and that Guilliman had a way to cure the Princess but was hiding it.
Hearing these two pieces of information, Foltest's face showed obvious emotional fluctuations.
He sat on the throne, one hand propping his forehead, his expression weary, but his gaze was dark as he stared at Guilliman below the throne, his mind lost in thought.
After more than ten seconds, this middle-aged King, over forty, did not bring up the issue of the mastermind, but instead asked in a low and hoarse voice:
"Witcher."
"Originally, I wanted to ask how your operation on Black Tern Island went."
"However, my most trusted commander tells me that you have a way to save the Princess, but you are not offering it."
"Why is that?"
"I dare say, ever since curing the Princess's curse, I have been very tolerant of you."
"I've made your name famous, fulfilled your wish to establish a Witcher school, and even allowed you to go out on your own contracts instead of keeping you confined in the palace."
"I trust you so much, why would you hide something from me?"
Foltest was clearly a bit angry; compared to the mastermind, he was more concerned about his daughter's safety.
Although Margarita assured him that Princess Adda was no longer in mortal danger, how could a father be at ease with his only daughter lying unconscious?
Hearing the King's questioning, Guilliman also felt somewhat helpless.
It wasn't that he wasn't going to save the Princess.
If it weren't for Roche's eavesdropping, he could have even secretly found an opportunity to'stake' the unconscious Princess, at least he wouldn't be in such a passive situation.
However, Guilliman was not one to beat around the bush. Facing the King's questioning, and Triss's equally puzzled expression.
Clearly, the sorceress hadn't fully understood his method of healing souls either.
Since there were only the four of them in the audience hall at this moment, the Witcher simply stopped hiding and spoke directly:
"Your Majesty, thank you very much for your trust."
"However, I did not intentionally conceal the method to cure the Princess."
"It's just that my method is somewhat difficult to speak of; I must, through XXX, allow my soul to be intimately connected with the Princess's soul, only then can I use my power to heal the Princess."
"Please forgive my hesitation."
"Tell me, how could I propose such a method for someone as noble and beautiful as the Princess?"
Only through XXX could the soul be healed.
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience hall fell silent.
Not only did Triss's mouth slightly open, her face a little flushed, seemingly disbelieving.
Even Roche, who had maintained a poker face, could no longer keep his composure, revealing a look of astonishment.
Conversely, King Foltest, as a father, showed little change in expression.
As a nobleman, and a King who had married his own sister.
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