Chapitre 837: The Boy Who Desired Magic

Within the depths of a massive castle that stood tall in the Eastern Kingdom's Capital, now known as the heart of Jared's domain, the vast throne room rang with silence.

No one was present there, save for the young man who sat on his throne.

At first glance, it would seem as though he was sleeping, thanks to the way he drooped his head, resting it on his hand while sitting on the golden throne. However, upon closer inspection, his lips could be seen to be moving.

Was he talking to himself? No… there was someone else present.

Or rather, something else.

"Even now… I can't forget how we met." The young man whispered, not bothering to look at the ghost that hovered beside him.

"If it hadn't been for you back then…"

The young man on the throne, Jared Leonard, was recollecting his miserable past—back when he had been the poor Inept called Lewis Griffith.