“Huh? What’s this demonstration…?”

Startled, Milton’s mouth couldn’t speak the words he had planned. 

He had been pressured by the tremendous sense of coercion emanating from Duke Palan’s body. 

‘What the…’

This wasn’t just pressure, it was a show of power. What was this street gangster vibe coming from the Duke? However, even if it’s a power demonstration, some people just had an authority that made it difficult to refuse them. And Duke Palan was a man capable enough to impose and follow through with such a demonstration. 

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Milton gritted his teeth against the strong pressure and responded, “I’m sorry but… even though you are Duke Palan… I can’t just agree and follow… when I don’t know either the intention or the reason…”

Hearing Milton’s stuttering response, Duke Palan sighed and reigned in his forceful presence. 

“How decisive and resolute for a youngster. Even the Royal Knights in the palace yield when I come at them like this.”

 Milton took a deep breath as the heavy pressure disappeared. 

“Woooo....”

Duke Palan scratched the back of his head as he looked at Milton. 

“What I can tell is that there is someone who highly values you. And on his orders, I came to help you. This is all I can tell you.” 

“Someone...