"Long Live Joelson!"
Such cheers echoed continuously in the dungeon. Hearing the cheers of the crowd, Joelson rubbed his forehead helplessly.
On the other side, Romi saw everyone's reaction and slowly understood.
The guards might still make a ruckus, but the captain of the guards, Nair, would definitely not make a ruckus!
He was the king's closest follower. Anyone could make such a joke but the captain of the guards would not!
If the king's closest and most loyal follower made such a joke, then there could only be one outcome. The king's prestige had completely disappeared, and the bird's nest had been destroyed. The little bird naturally had to find its own way out!
If Nair, as the captain of the personal guards, made such a public instigation to his subordinates to heckle someone other than the king, then it would be a very serious matter!