Bab 117: 117 – The Palace

<Palace of Durcia Kingdom, center of government>

The king was not sitting on his throne. That old man with a thin body and tired face was at a big round table with fifteen high council members. Those men and women were nobles selected from all over the country.

One of the councilors, short and bald, rose from his chair. "With all due respect, your majesty. We must act again before Vorn runs rampant. The rumors regarding the spread of his beliefs are getting stronger…."

"Those are just rumors, Rufus." The king interrupted, wearing a sinister smile. "We have very little evidence of their movements."

"But their existence is so real, your majesty." Rufus looked even more frustrated. "The proof is that we fought them back then. Many demons managed to defeat our kingdom's troops."

The king leaned forward. "How many humans died during that war? There are thousands! For the umpteenth time, I say, we have no chance if the prophet does not lead our troops!"