Although Kim Seon-Hyeok laid in bed, wrapped in bandages, Marek looked relatively fine. Come to think of it, the only reason Marek had lost the duel was that he had lost his stamina, not because he was seriously injured.

Looking at Marek’s tired but clear and unscathed face, Seon-Hyeok was once again reminded that him winning the duel was just a fluke.

“I plan on holding the ceremony of succession on the next full moon.”

While Kim Seon-Hyeok was trying to find words of consolation as he looked at Marek’s cut hair, Marek told him his plans. 

“I’ll also tell you everything, the truth of everything you’ve been wanting to know so much about that day as well. So please, wait a bit longer.”

Before Kim Seon-Hyeok could bring up the topic, Marek brought up his promise first, apologizing for the delay. There must’ve been special restrictions placed on the Adjuster because there were no signs of him procrastinating on his face.

“Well, you’re not one to run away. There’s no reason I can’t wait for a few days.”

Marek thanked him for his straightforward response.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but you seem relieved?”

Although Marek had lost the duel and couldn’t have the successor he wanted, he didn’t look gloomy. Instead, he had a soft expression as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. 

“I won’t deny it. If I’m being honest, it’s true that I’m feeling relieved.”

Marek readily acknowledged it. 

“Hm.”

Kim Seon-Hyeok didn’t dare imagine how heavy the burden must’ve been to have...