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“Prince!”
“Your Royal Highness Garlan?!”
“Waaahhh! How can this… Aaahhh—”
After a second of solidification, the pot instantly exploded in the atrium.
The teenagers, who stood opposite Heimos, looked at the scene in front of them and screamed.
Garlan knelt on the ground, holding his shoulders, his fingertips digging deeply into the skin of the shoulders.
It was unclear whether it was sweat from strenuous running or cold sweat because of pain. The blond hair dampened with cold sweat stuck to his pale cheeks, and the fingers pressed on his shoulder trembled.
The intense pain made him unable to even shout.
Just now, he had almost used his whole body weight and managed to push Heimos away from the falling brazier. All the charcoal fire then fell down and hit his back—he could even hear the sound of burning flesh.
At this moment, he knelt on the ground, holding his shoulders, and his whole body trembled in pain.
He couldn’t see what his back looked like, but the indescribable pain made him unable to speak.
“Your Highness!”
“Prince—”
The teenagers rushed towards him, surrounded him and was at a loss. They screamed noisily one after another, making his head hurt sharply due to the chaos.
He wanted to tell them to shut up, but the pain in his back made him unable to make a sound.
Xi Mu hurriedly moved to Garlan’s side, but his mind was blank, and he could only stand dumbfoundedly, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly a hand suddenly stretched out from behind over his shoulder, grabbed his face, and the slimy dark liquid smeared half of his face.
Immediately afterwards, a huge force was suddenly applied from that hand. It was a terrible force that could almost twist his brain and neck off, and immediately pushed him to the grass at the side.
Heimos slammed the obnoxious guy away from him with one hand. Seeing the little child who was kneeling on the ground and shaking with pain, he knelt down subconsciously and stretched out his hand, trying to pick up the child.
“Don’t come here!”
A sound that was apparently squeezed out of his throat with all his strength, made the hand he stretched out to freeze in the middle.
Heimos knelt there.
Garlan was right in front of him, within reach.
So close, as long as he stretched out his hand again, he could touch him.
But the child only made such a faint sound, like an invisible powerful force, forcibly restraining his hand in the air, unable to move.
The hard-squeezed shout touched the skin on his neck and even the back, and the severe pain rushing from the burned place made Garlan tremble violently again.
He took a cold breath, and then took a few more, trying to calm his breathing.
“…Don’t come here…”
He didn’t dare to raise his head, for fear that he would hurt the burned place with one move, so he could only maintain such a movement, lower his head, and speak softly.
“Oil… Your body… Black…”
He spoke in a very weak voice.
The charcoal that fell from him was still burning, and fell to the ground beside him.
“It burns in contact with fire…”
Heimos was startled, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
He glanced at the coals scattered around Garlan, didn’t speak, and didn’t retreat. His gaze once again fell on Garlan.
Instead, there was a piercing scream next to him. Xi Mu, who was pushed to the ground by Heimos with his face stained with pitch black liquid, screamed in horror when he heard Garlan’s words. While looking at the dazzling coals rolling down beside Garlan with fearful eyes, he crawled back vigorously on the ground while lying on the ground.
He seemed to be afraid that the hot coal would jump up and fall onto him, and wanted to get as far away from Garlan as possible.
Because at first Heimos avoided more than half of the dark oil, the remaining were spilled on the ground.
After hearing those words of Garlan, the teenagers, who had been close to Garlan, exploded in panic all at once. They retreated in horror, for fear that they would accidentally touch them.
But fortunately, the coal that fell from Garlan was still some distance away from the black oil spilled on the ground.
Therefore, as soon as the teenagers who had gotten close to Garlan dispersed, only half of his body was left with black liquid. Heimos squatted and knelt in front of Garlan.
He was the only one who remained by Garlan’s side.
This scene was extremely ironic.
“There! That’s there. Ah——!!!”
The sudden scream broke the embarrassing and ironic situation.
The little chubby boy Tarl, who hurried over with a group of soldiers, let out an astonishing scream, and rushed over at a speed that didn’t fit his body.
While rushing, he also let out a loud scream.
“Prince! Ahhhhhhhhhh— Prince Garlan ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh—”
He rushed over and panicked around Garlan to look left and right, wanting to reach out to help, but watching the terrible burns on Garlan’s back and his painful expression, he didn’t dare to do it easily. He could only cry while calling the Prince and circling around Garlan.
When the little stout man jumped in a hurry, the team of soldiers hurried over.
It was a group of soldiers that Tarl, who had not kept up with Garlan, met halfway through the pursuit. Although Tarl didn’t know what happened, seeing the Prince’s anxious look made him think it had to be a big thing.
Just in case, he brought the group of soldiers who were patrolling in the palace, using Prince Garlan’s name.
The team leader took a look at the mess here in the atrium, and suddenly felt a sudden pang in his heart. First, they immediately called a few soldiers to send the little Prince to a doctor, and then immediately commanded their subordinates to take control of the scene.
Heimos followed Garlan every step of the way, and naturally left the scene, but before leaving, he reminded him that the black liquid on the ground was flammable. Thus, he was very cautious and douse the hot coals on the ground with a kettle first.
Then, he picked up the copper fire plate that was turned over and examined it carefully. The mark on the side of the copper fire plate being hit by a sharp weapon made the middle-aged team’s brows suddenly frown.
That was the mark of an arrow!
After concluding this evidence, he didn’t say a word, pulled out the small horn on the waist side, and blew the emergency alert horn.
Almost at the moment when his trumpet sounded, all the patrol teams in the vicinity rushed over in this direction, and under the command of their respective teams, all nearby places were sealed off.
Unless they had wings, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to break through their blockade.
The group of teenagers who had made trouble looked at the incoming soldiers blankly, not knowing what had happened.
The middle-aged team didn’t have time to control them, just let the soldiers take them well.
Soon, the soldiers he arranged to search nearby found a foreign object.
“Captain! There is an arrow here!”
The soldier who found the arrow from the dense bushes nearby hurriedly sent it to the leader.
…
In the palace hall dealing with government affairs, King Camos was sitting at the table busy reviewing official documents. The scrolls on the side of the table were piled up like a mountain, almost covering Camos’s face.
As a result, Camos, who wanted to go to the martial arts field for activities, could only stay obediently, and corrected the official document until late at night. If he didn’t finish all these accumulated official duties tonight, he would probably not be able to sleep.
The priest with brown hair in a slightly curled shawl stood beside him, expressionlessly took out the parchment rolls, uncovered the intact red lacquer print on them, and unrolled the parchment in front of King Camos.
For each official document, he would use the simplest language to make a summary, and remind King Camos of the key points of this official document to help Camos make judgments as quickly as possible.
“Come to think of it, it’s been a bit strange recently…”
The pile of official documents was half processed, and when he took a short break in the middle, Ziemuer drank the strong tea delivered by the maid to refresh himself, and thoughtfully said half of his sentence.
“What?”
King Camos stretched and yawned ignorantly, while rubbing his eyes.
After reviewing fifty or sixty official documents in one breath, he still felt pain in his eyes even though the lights in the hall made the surroundings bright like daylight.
“Prince Garlan and Prince Heimos have been acting very differently recently. They seem to be quarreling, and they don’t speak much anymore.”
“Is that so? Hahahaha, are the two little guys arguing and getting angry?”
King Camos laughed loudly.
“Never mind Garlan, this little guy is very willful and often makes noises, but it’s rare for the little brat Heimos to do the same.”
After all, compared to the boyish Garlan, Heimos was much more mature. His thinking was almost like an adult… Well, when facing Garlan, he still had a little bit of childishness.
“Although it’s just a quarrel between two children, other people in the Palace don’t think so.”
Ziemuer said, his eyes were slightly cold.
“These days, the Palace isn’t peaceful.”
“Let them be. A bunch of chirping guys who have to figure out how many steps they take, can they turn the sky upside down?”
King Camos mocked unceremoniously.
“As for the two little guys…haha, let kids take care of their affairs. We adults just look by the side.”
He waved his hand carelessly.
“I understand.”
Ziemuer nodded and stood up.
“Please continue.”
King Camos let out a wailing, and after the howling, he suddenly raised his head and touched his chin.
“Ziemuer, how about making a bet? Well—just bet on ten bottles of fine wine.”
He raised his eyebrows with a grin.
“I bet that in this cold war, Heimos will be the first to admit defeat.”
Ziemuer spread a piece of parchment in front of King Camos, tapping his fingers at the key points.
He replied blankly, “…I won’t take on this bet.”
King Camos was taken aback, then laughed loudly and picked up the parchment while laughing.
“Hahahahaha, you really can’t bet like this hahahahaha—”
How to bet if both of them placed the same bet?
While King Camos was still laughing, an attendant hurriedly walked into the administrative office.
“King Camos,” he said nervously, “Something happened to Prince Garlan.”
King Camos suddenly got up, his eyes drenched, and the parchment he was holding in his hand was torn in half by him.
…
When King Camos arrived with Ziemuer, he saw many people coming and going, coming in and out of Garlan’s residence.
However, despite the large number of people, the behaviour was very orderly, they were all doing their own things in a hurry, and there was no collision with each other. Obviously, someone was inside directing.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Camos saw a familiar figure standing under the fountain.
Heimos stood there quietly, motionless, pursing his mouth, eyes drooping slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. Two maids were beside him, busy helping him wipe his body. But even after being wiped, Camos could vaguely see the black liquid remaining on his body, from his arms to his calves.
The residue on his skin could barely be wiped off, and the clothes on his body couldn’t be cleaned at all. The clothes on half of his body were black stained, and they looked dirty, so Ziemuer couldn’t help frowning after a glance.
But Camos didn’t stop, but after a glance at Heimos, he hurriedly stepped into Garlan’s room.
As soon as he entered the door, his gaze passed over the crowd in the room and fell on Garlan on the bed.
At this look, the corner of his eyes jumped fiercely.
His little brother was lying on the bed, and the burnt marks that seemed to have been burned by a soldering iron appeared on the child’s soft fair skin.
There was one spot on the nape of the neck, several spots behind the back, and one spot on the calf, which was like a soldering iron rolling and falling onto a child.
On the snow-white back, those terrible burn marks looked frightening.
Garlan lay on the bed, his face turned sideways, half of his face sunk into the pillow, the exposed half of his face was very pale, his red forehead oozed fine sweat, and his hair was stuck to it.
The two doctors were standing head to foot by the bed, bending over, carefully helping him clean up the wound.
The child’s fingers clasped the pillow tightly, and so hard that his knuckles were already white.
He was obviously in severe pain, but he didn’t scream. Only his big golden-coloured eyes were filled with tears, and his lower lip was almost bloodless when he bit onto it. The teardrops rolled down his pale cheeks and fell, making the pillow wet.
That appearance was really distressing to everyone.
“Roja! Bring the towel wrapped in ice cubes!”
“Sha Qi! Bring in the newly boiled water and cool it down with ice cubes!”
“Yes, tell those who pound the concoction to move quickly!”
“Rufia, have the bandages and cloth soaked in the concoction been dried—”
A female officer who seemed to be about the same age as King Camos was giving orders in the room, directing everyone to do things. She was the female officer who was arranged by King Camos to take charge of the Garlan’s palace, and it was precisely because she was giving orders here that everyone seemed orderly, and at the same time doing so many things wouldn’t be disorganised.
Instead, King Camos who rushed in blocked the door, causing a maid who hurriedly entered through the door with ice cubes to hit him, and the ice basin in her hand almost fell over.
Seeing that it was King Camos, she knelt down and apologised in panic.
Before King Camos had time to ask her to leave her alone and get up and continue to do things, the female officer over there had already looked over, frowned, walked over, and leaned down at will as a salute.
“King, there is no need for anyone other than a doctor to be here,” The female officer with an unpleasant face stunned unceremoniously as soon as she opened her mouth, “Please go out immediately with Lord Ziemuer, and don’t hinder us.”
In the same way, she had said to Prince Heimos who was in the room like a stake in the room not long ago, drove him out, and arranged for two maids to wipe his body.
In the room, King Camos and the Priest, who could only stand in the way, were driven out by the sturdy female officer in a desperate manner.
As soon as they arrived outside, the soldiers sent by the team leader reported to them.
“What? A sacrifical man was caught, but that man committed suicide by taking poison?”
King Camos frowned tightly, and he looked back at the room where people were constantly entering and exiting.
Yes, it was useless for him to stay here. The only thing he could do was to find out the man behind who harmed his brother as soon as possible.
“Where is the body?”
After getting an answer from the soldiers, King Camos walked forward quickly.
As soon as he reached the gate, he stopped and turned his head to look at the teenager standing under the fountain, who was soaking wet.
“Heimos,” King Camos said, “You come with me.”
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“Prince!”
“Your Royal Highness Garlan?!”
“Waaahhh! How can this… Aaahhh—”
After a second of solidification, the pot instantly exploded in the atrium.
The teenagers, who stood opposite Heimos, looked at the scene in front of them and screamed.
Garlan knelt on the ground, holding his shoulders, his fingertips digging deeply into the skin of the shoulders.
It was unclear whether it was sweat from strenuous running or cold sweat because of pain. The blond hair dampened with cold sweat stuck to his pale cheeks, and the fingers pressed on his shoulder trembled.
The intense pain made him unable to even shout.
Just now, he had almost used his whole body weight and managed to push Heimos away from the falling brazier. All the charcoal fire then fell down and hit his back—he could even hear the sound of burning flesh.
At this moment, he knelt on the ground, holding his shoulders, and his whole body trembled in pain.
He couldn’t see what his back looked like, but the indescribable pain made him unable to speak.
“Your Highness!”
“Prince—”
The teenagers rushed towards him, surrounded him and was at a loss. They screamed noisily one after another, making his head hurt sharply due to the chaos.
He wanted to tell them to shut up, but the pain in his back made him unable to make a sound.
Xi Mu hurriedly moved to Garlan’s side, but his mind was blank, and he could only stand dumbfoundedly, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly a hand suddenly stretched out from behind over his shoulder, grabbed his face, and the slimy dark liquid smeared half of his face.
Immediately afterwards, a huge force was suddenly applied from that hand. It was a terrible force that could almost twist his brain and neck off, and immediately pushed him to the grass at the side.
Heimos slammed the obnoxious guy away from him with one hand. Seeing the little child who was kneeling on the ground and shaking with pain, he knelt down subconsciously and stretched out his hand, trying to pick up the child.
“Don’t come here!”
A sound that was apparently squeezed out of his throat with all his strength, made the hand he stretched out to freeze in the middle.
Heimos knelt there.
Garlan was right in front of him, within reach.
So close, as long as he stretched out his hand again, he could touch him.
But the child only made such a faint sound, like an invisible powerful force, forcibly restraining his hand in the air, unable to move.
The hard-squeezed shout touched the skin on his neck and even the back, and the severe pain rushing from the burned place made Garlan tremble violently again.
He took a cold breath, and then took a few more, trying to calm his breathing.
“…Don’t come here…”
He didn’t dare to raise his head, for fear that he would hurt the burned place with one move, so he could only maintain such a movement, lower his head, and speak softly.
“Oil… Your body… Black…”
He spoke in a very weak voice.
The charcoal that fell from him was still burning, and fell to the ground beside him.
“It burns in contact with fire…”
Heimos was startled, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
He glanced at the coals scattered around Garlan, didn’t speak, and didn’t retreat. His gaze once again fell on Garlan.
Instead, there was a piercing scream next to him. Xi Mu, who was pushed to the ground by Heimos with his face stained with pitch black liquid, screamed in horror when he heard Garlan’s words. While looking at the dazzling coals rolling down beside Garlan with fearful eyes, he crawled back vigorously on the ground while lying on the ground.
He seemed to be afraid that the hot coal would jump up and fall onto him, and wanted to get as far away from Garlan as possible.
Because at first Heimos avoided more than half of the dark oil, the remaining were spilled on the ground.
After hearing those words of Garlan, the teenagers, who had been close to Garlan, exploded in panic all at once. They retreated in horror, for fear that they would accidentally touch them.
But fortunately, the coal that fell from Garlan was still some distance away from the black oil spilled on the ground.
Therefore, as soon as the teenagers who had gotten close to Garlan dispersed, only half of his body was left with black liquid. Heimos squatted and knelt in front of Garlan.
He was the only one who remained by Garlan’s side.
This scene was extremely ironic.
“There! That’s there. Ah——!!!”
The sudden scream broke the embarrassing and ironic situation.
The little chubby boy Tarl, who hurried over with a group of soldiers, let out an astonishing scream, and rushed over at a speed that didn’t fit his body.
While rushing, he also let out a loud scream.
“Prince! Ahhhhhhhhhh— Prince Garlan ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh—”
He rushed over and panicked around Garlan to look left and right, wanting to reach out to help, but watching the terrible burns on Garlan’s back and his painful expression, he didn’t dare to do it easily. He could only cry while calling the Prince and circling around Garlan.
When the little stout man jumped in a hurry, the team of soldiers hurried over.
It was a group of soldiers that Tarl, who had not kept up with Garlan, met halfway through the pursuit. Although Tarl didn’t know what happened, seeing the Prince’s anxious look made him think it had to be a big thing.
Just in case, he brought the group of soldiers who were patrolling in the palace, using Prince Garlan’s name.
The team leader took a look at the mess here in the atrium, and suddenly felt a sudden pang in his heart. First, they immediately called a few soldiers to send the little Prince to a doctor, and then immediately commanded their subordinates to take control of the scene.
Heimos followed Garlan every step of the way, and naturally left the scene, but before leaving, he reminded him that the black liquid on the ground was flammable. Thus, he was very cautious and douse the hot coals on the ground with a kettle first.
Then, he picked up the copper fire plate that was turned over and examined it carefully. The mark on the side of the copper fire plate being hit by a sharp weapon made the middle-aged team’s brows suddenly frown.
That was the mark of an arrow!
After concluding this evidence, he didn’t say a word, pulled out the small horn on the waist side, and blew the emergency alert horn.
Almost at the moment when his trumpet sounded, all the patrol teams in the vicinity rushed over in this direction, and under the command of their respective teams, all nearby places were sealed off.
Unless they had wings, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to break through their blockade.
The group of teenagers who had made trouble looked at the incoming soldiers blankly, not knowing what had happened.
The middle-aged team didn’t have time to control them, just let the soldiers take them well.
Soon, the soldiers he arranged to search nearby found a foreign object.
“Captain! There is an arrow here!”
The soldier who found the arrow from the dense bushes nearby hurriedly sent it to the leader.
…
In the palace hall dealing with government affairs, King Camos was sitting at the table busy reviewing official documents. The scrolls on the side of the table were piled up like a mountain, almost covering Camos’s face.
As a result, Camos, who wanted to go to the martial arts field for activities, could only stay obediently, and corrected the official document until late at night. If he didn’t finish all these accumulated official duties tonight, he would probably not be able to sleep.
The priest with brown hair in a slightly curled shawl stood beside him, expressionlessly took out the parchment rolls, uncovered the intact red lacquer print on them, and unrolled the parchment in front of King Camos.
For each official document, he would use the simplest language to make a summary, and remind King Camos of the key points of this official document to help Camos make judgments as quickly as possible.
“Come to think of it, it’s been a bit strange recently…”
The pile of official documents was half processed, and when he took a short break in the middle, Ziemuer drank the strong tea delivered by the maid to refresh himself, and thoughtfully said half of his sentence.
“What?”
King Camos stretched and yawned ignorantly, while rubbing his eyes.
After reviewing fifty or sixty official documents in one breath, he still felt pain in his eyes even though the lights in the hall made the surroundings bright like daylight.
“Prince Garlan and Prince Heimos have been acting very differently recently. They seem to be quarreling, and they don’t speak much anymore.”
“Is that so? Hahahaha, are the two little guys arguing and getting angry?”
King Camos laughed loudly.
“Never mind Garlan, this little guy is very willful and often makes noises, but it’s rare for the little brat Heimos to do the same.”
After all, compared to the boyish Garlan, Heimos was much more mature. His thinking was almost like an adult… Well, when facing Garlan, he still had a little bit of childishness.
“Although it’s just a quarrel between two children, other people in the Palace don’t think so.”
Ziemuer said, his eyes were slightly cold.
“These days, the Palace isn’t peaceful.”
“Let them be. A bunch of chirping guys who have to figure out how many steps they take, can they turn the sky upside down?”
King Camos mocked unceremoniously.
“As for the two little guys…haha, let kids take care of their affairs. We adults just look by the side.”
He waved his hand carelessly.
“I understand.”
Ziemuer nodded and stood up.
“Please continue.”
King Camos let out a wailing, and after the howling, he suddenly raised his head and touched his chin.
“Ziemuer, how about making a bet? Well—just bet on ten bottles of fine wine.”
He raised his eyebrows with a grin.
“I bet that in this cold war, Heimos will be the first to admit defeat.”
Ziemuer spread a piece of parchment in front of King Camos, tapping his fingers at the key points.
He replied blankly, “…I won’t take on this bet.”
King Camos was taken aback, then laughed loudly and picked up the parchment while laughing.
“Hahahahaha, you really can’t bet like this hahahahaha—”
How to bet if both of them placed the same bet?
While King Camos was still laughing, an attendant hurriedly walked into the administrative office.
“King Camos,” he said nervously, “Something happened to Prince Garlan.”
King Camos suddenly got up, his eyes drenched, and the parchment he was holding in his hand was torn in half by him.
…
When King Camos arrived with Ziemuer, he saw many people coming and going, coming in and out of Garlan’s residence.
However, despite the large number of people, the behaviour was very orderly, they were all doing their own things in a hurry, and there was no collision with each other. Obviously, someone was inside directing.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Camos saw a familiar figure standing under the fountain.
Heimos stood there quietly, motionless, pursing his mouth, eyes drooping slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. Two maids were beside him, busy helping him wipe his body. But even after being wiped, Camos could vaguely see the black liquid remaining on his body, from his arms to his calves.
The residue on his skin could barely be wiped off, and the clothes on his body couldn’t be cleaned at all. The clothes on half of his body were black stained, and they looked dirty, so Ziemuer couldn’t help frowning after a glance.
But Camos didn’t stop, but after a glance at Heimos, he hurriedly stepped into Garlan’s room.
As soon as he entered the door, his gaze passed over the crowd in the room and fell on Garlan on the bed.
At this look, the corner of his eyes jumped fiercely.
His little brother was lying on the bed, and the burnt marks that seemed to have been burned by a soldering iron appeared on the child’s soft fair skin.
There was one spot on the nape of the neck, several spots behind the back, and one spot on the calf, which was like a soldering iron rolling and falling onto a child.
On the snow-white back, those terrible burn marks looked frightening.
Garlan lay on the bed, his face turned sideways, half of his face sunk into the pillow, the exposed half of his face was very pale, his red forehead oozed fine sweat, and his hair was stuck to it.
The two doctors were standing head to foot by the bed, bending over, carefully helping him clean up the wound.
The child’s fingers clasped the pillow tightly, and so hard that his knuckles were already white.
He was obviously in severe pain, but he didn’t scream. Only his big golden-coloured eyes were filled with tears, and his lower lip was almost bloodless when he bit onto it. The teardrops rolled down his pale cheeks and fell, making the pillow wet.
That appearance was really distressing to everyone.
“Roja! Bring the towel wrapped in ice cubes!”
“Sha Qi! Bring in the newly boiled water and cool it down with ice cubes!”
“Yes, tell those who pound the concoction to move quickly!”
“Rufia, have the bandages and cloth soaked in the concoction been dried—”
A female officer who seemed to be about the same age as King Camos was giving orders in the room, directing everyone to do things. She was the female officer who was arranged by King Camos to take charge of the Garlan’s palace, and it was precisely because she was giving orders here that everyone seemed orderly, and at the same time doing so many things wouldn’t be disorganised.
Instead, King Camos who rushed in blocked the door, causing a maid who hurriedly entered through the door with ice cubes to hit him, and the ice basin in her hand almost fell over.
Seeing that it was King Camos, she knelt down and apologised in panic.
Before King Camos had time to ask her to leave her alone and get up and continue to do things, the female officer over there had already looked over, frowned, walked over, and leaned down at will as a salute.
“King, there is no need for anyone other than a doctor to be here,” The female officer with an unpleasant face stunned unceremoniously as soon as she opened her mouth, “Please go out immediately with Lord Ziemuer, and don’t hinder us.”
In the same way, she had said to Prince Heimos who was in the room like a stake in the room not long ago, drove him out, and arranged for two maids to wipe his body.
In the room, King Camos and the Priest, who could only stand in the way, were driven out by the sturdy female officer in a desperate manner.
As soon as they arrived outside, the soldiers sent by the team leader reported to them.
“What? A sacrifical man was caught, but that man committed suicide by taking poison?”
King Camos frowned tightly, and he looked back at the room where people were constantly entering and exiting.
Yes, it was useless for him to stay here. The only thing he could do was to find out the man behind who harmed his brother as soon as possible.
“Where is the body?”
After getting an answer from the soldiers, King Camos walked forward quickly.
As soon as he reached the gate, he stopped and turned his head to look at the teenager standing under the fountain, who was soaking wet.
“Heimos,” King Camos said, “You come with me.”
