บท 562: Want Everything

Renaissance Palace was the same as before.

Gloomy and cold, silent and desolate.

Plod plod plod.

Thales trailed behind the Chief of Palace Administration, Baron Quentin. Listening to his own footsteps, he once again felt that stifling sensation.

That was a darkness that even the Everlasting Lamp could not illuminate.

Behind the duke, Mallos was composed as usual. In actuality, many guards escorted Thales to the palace, but only Mallos was allowed to enter with him.

This was not a good sign.

But unlike the treatment he previously received (the silent attention fest), everyone along the way—whether guard, servant, noble or vassal—were fastidious in their greetings. They saluted him respectfully and addressed him as 'Your Highness' with a solemn expression.

The reason for this was unclear.

So how high a price would he have to pay for his decision last night?

Thales felt uneasy.