A millennium had passed, and everything had lost its meaning in his eyes. Many heroes emerged from generation to generation, but he stood the test of time. That was his life, waiting for someone to come along and defeat him, but no one did. Nobody dared. Nobody tried. How can he allow this to happen? With the aid of his magic, he rose from his throne and set out into another world in search of excitement and, perhaps, a worthwhile adventure. What would happen if this last boss decided to venture into the human world for fun? PS: This novel has joined Fantasy Carnival
After Galahad made sure that everything was in place, he returned to the manor and asked for Cygnus's and Ulysses's presence in his study. The father and son were sitting on either side of the table while he was seated at the head. He had his eyes closed as they remained silent inside the room.
The sound of the clock was loud and the tense atmosphere persisted. This situation remained until Duke Galahad finally decided to speak. He took several deep breaths before he opened his eyes and looked at Cygnus.
"I don't know how everything had escalated in the short amount of time you are here. I've been dealing with too many things and you've added to it. How did you do it?" The duke was speaking almost sarcastically while staring at the young man.
Cygnus laughed, "I just went around and took a walk." He grinned which only made Duke Galahad sigh.