บท 264: Kill yourself

"Where's your satchel, Ryn?" Rowan asked as they headed towards the injured mer king.

"I don't know. They took it away from me when I was imprisoned. Maybe I should ask the king."

"You'll have better luck questioning his attendants."

The duo found the king being tended to by a mer who was himself in a similarly wounded state. Both had large swathes of their skin ripped off by the force of water. The attack had also inflicted deep cuts that kept bleeding out like a leaking faucet.

"Who are you, really?" The mer king asked the mage. He sounded weary, resigned to his defeat.

"Honestly, I don't know myself. What I do know is that I'm now the new king of Silisia." Syryn leisurely reached out to pluck the crown right off the mer's head. "I'll be taking this, thank you very much."

Syryn placed the crown on his head though its circumference exceeded the dimensions of his head. The gold crown slipped down over the mage's forehead.