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
Celes once again looked at the young man with a smile. He was relieved that Rigel was not like his father nor his brother. Now that he joined the Magic Tower, the duke of Ginehart will now think twice before picking a fight with them.
"Thank you for coming and becoming a member of the Magic Tower," Celes offered his hand so Cygnus shook it. After that and after checking if he was alright, they finally left the tower.
Once they got home, they met with Linius who was waiting for them. He knew of the plan so instead of going to the barracks he chose to stay and wait for the result of the master's business with the tower.
"Have you been waiting for us to return?" Cygnus raised a brow at the person who was sitting on the manor's lounge.
"Lisbon is currently taking care of everything there right now so I have free time," Linius answered. There was no use even if he lied because the master would definitely know.