Chapter 102: /102/ Invasion 2

Surprised by the King's audacity to even speak to him so casually despite the situation, Taffi frowned, the old man was just bound to make him angry.

"Have a seat if you may," Caeser continued,

"We were just talking about your people that had left the kingdom...

While Ceaser was talking, Taffi's senses picked up something strange, there were numerous guards behind him and they all had their arrows pointed toward him.

He turned to face and a smile crept upon his face,

"Amateurs," He chuckled.

"Only a foolish man, will assume that killing Taffi would be as easy as sipping from a cup full of wine." Ceaser scoffed and everyone in the throne room with him laughed along.

For all they knew, Taffi was surrounded and if he took one step away from where he was, he would surely die, no man would survive twenty arrows on his back, unless he was a demon.

"Hmm," Tristan mumbled staring into Caesar's eyes.