"yes!"

Upon hearing such a royal order, Avitt respected and obeyed, with a calm face and no trace of dissatisfaction.

"Xulot, the Holy City family has always been the most loyal supporter of the royal family. From now on, you must loyally obey the next Tratoani."

King Tisok smiled and lectured Shulot, but his eyes always stayed on Avitt's face. And when he mentioned "the next Tratoani", he even watched Avitt's every trace.

Changes in expression.

"Remember, just like your grandfather was loyal to me!"

"Yes, uncle! Follow your teachings."

Shulot looked panicked and nodded sincerely.

"Very good! You all go down."

Soon, the two of them walked out of the big tent and walked very far away. The sun began to set on the horizon. And the dazzling sunlight finally slowly moved away from this land that hid murderous intent.

"Xulot, congratulations!"

Only then did Avitt smile and say to Shulot.

"What?"
Chapter completed!