Chapter 558: A Massive Headache

"You can't see the King."

"Why not?"

"...Because no one can just see the King."

"Why not?"

"...Because he is the King."

420 years.

That is how long Rub has been serving as one of the King's door guards. His job is pretty straightforward like its title—he was to stand guard outside in any and every room the king is in, just firmly standing and protecting the door.

And in those 420 years, no one has really approached him; much less try to talk to him about the possibility of entering the King's room. After all, everyone knows how much the King hated to be disturbed; especially during his rest.