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 placing the plate on the table, Astro took a step back. The duke still had his eyes closed and he only heard the clinking of the plate being placed on the glass table then he heard the man's voice.
"The young master might take a little bit longer before he can come so he instructed me to give you these cookies from Vergessen as you wait for him. He was worried that you might not want the snacks offered in the tower." Astro said these things with a straight face even though Celes was there.
Ulysses opened his eyes and looked at the plate of cookies that was placed on the tables. He slowly relaxed as he picked up one of the cookies and started to nibble on it. He then looked at Celes and narrowed his eyes.
"Where's the tea?" He briefly asked before returning his focus on the cookies.