Chapter 1185: Drool Dripped From Her Mouth

The hunter was not someone who could bear sitting around doing nothing. When he lived at the foot of Thousand Feet Cliff, he hunted for a living and foraged through the forest every day, facing off against his quarry. After suddenly moving into the Palace, he began to miss his life at the foot of Thousand Feet Cliff once the novelty wore off.

However, he was aware that His Majesty had not been in a good mood recently and was burdened with many national affairs, so he had brushed off that feeling.

When he found out His Majesty was leaving on a long journey, he could not wait to offer his services.

He knew that His Majesty had a lot of talented people around him and it had never crossed the hunter's mind that he could contribute much, but even just allowing him to do physical labor would be better than being stuck in the Palace every day.