As they arrived at the doors to the royal quarters, the attendant advised them.

“I’m afraid the knight sirs cannot pass beyond this point.”

“Wait here.”

“Yes, my lord.”

As they parted, the attendant announced his presence loudly.

“Viscount Forrest, a loyal subject of the kingdom, will enter.”

With that, the doors in front of Milton opened.

‘Phew… shall we do this?’

Milton was a little nervous. This was his first time meeting the country’s king.

Stepping inside onto the red carpet of the throne room, Milton proceeded to the center and bent his knee, introducing himself with bowed head.

“I, Viscount Milton Forrest, appear humbly before the dominion of the kingdom.”

“Raise your head.”

At the king’s consent, Milton slowly looked up.

‘Is this person our country’s king?’

With a beard and wrinkles that revealed his advanced age, at first glance he was the spitting image of an old man – though his eyes still had their twinkle.

His dignified body language let anyone know in one glance that he was the ruler of the people.

Struck with curiosity, Milton opened the king’s stat panel.

[August von Lester]

King LV.7

Strength – 08 Command – 91

Intelligence – 70 Politics – 85

Loyalty – 00

Special Traits – Coercion,...