Chapitre 406: Ridiculous Offer

Rushing in the Gaster Castle Throne Room, under his breath and sweat breaking over his Forehead now at the edge of January when blistering cold is a friend or foe. A Guard explained the situation, shedding light on his own panic and granting King Michael a burden. "Sire, there is an Army of at least 500 Soldiers a Kilometer away of our Kingdom and a messenger has arrived to negotiate a deal for his Superiors, he requested you specifically."

Standing up from his throne and speed walking his way through the Throne Room, the King complained. "Why is it that every time there is a War amongst us, I only get informed after the enemy Army has already arrived. Do all of you sleep on your Jobs or are you voluntarily blind?"