Bab 151: Veteran

King Nuven lay quietly on the ground.

He was still holding the shoulder of the greataxe handle tightly, as if it was his lover. The spike between the two axe blades was deep inside his chest.

Everyone in the Hall of Heroes stared helplessly at the scene. Shock, bewilderment, sadness, grief... Countless emotions mingled with each other.

Archduke Poffret, the winner of the duel, was drenched in sweat. His hands slowly slid down from the handle of the greataxe.

As his body relaxed, he fell to his knees beside King Nuven and panted heavily. Poffret's eyes were glassy, and his chest rose and fell. He looked as if he had just awoken from a nightmare.

Having witnessed the battle, Archduke Olsius' eyes widened. His emotions were complicated. However, the instant he saw the motionless king, he felt an unspeakable sadness.

Archduke Roknee's expression was sorrowful. Archduke Lyke's looked as if there were numerous burdens bearing down on him.