418 Two Powers Join Forces

The O’Brien Empire. Within a manor.

This was the place where Ojwin currently resided. Today, Ojwin had ordered for an exceedingly sumptuous banquet to be prepared, especially for the sake of his old friend, Hanbritt. Ojwin and Hanbritt sat down opposite of each other, eating while chatting.

“Ojwin, I have the feeling that today, there’s something on your mind. Speak plainly, what is it?” Hanbritt grinned as he spoke.

Ojwin chuckled as well.

“I can never fool you, old friend.” Ojwin let out a sigh as he spoke, a hint of grief in his eyes. “Hanbritt, you should know that my son is dead. I’ve never been able to forget about this.”

Ojwin let out a bitter laugh. “Honestly speaking, this sort of psychological torture, I…I’m going crazy.”

Hanbritt knew how deep the bonds were between Ojwin and his son.