'King Morne?'
Gazing at the bustling crowds lining the main road, Roland keenly caught the key name in their discussions, and a flicker of doubt sparked within him.
'Isn't the king supposed to be on his way to inspect the Black Water Territory? Why would he be here in Distant Harbor? This place doesn't even belong to the Golden Valley Kingdom...'
As he was lost in thought, a procession slowly made its way from the city gate, advancing along the main road.
Seeing this, Roland set aside his questions for the moment and looked up, his curiosity piqued.
Ever since hearing from Bronson that this king possessed the power of a peak Extraordinary, Roland had developed a keen interest in the mysterious monarch.
As the procession slowly drew near, Roland's gaze naturally fell upon the old man walking at the very front.
The residents lining the street cheered enthusiastically, some even standing on tiptoe and waving their arms as they shouted.
"His Majesty Morne!"
"Long live the King!"
