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
It was better if they remained on his side than to be on the opposite side. He had done nothing drastic so far, well except when he almost died. As long as Rigel was not angered, their enemies would be the ones suffering.
"We will finish as many as we can until the sentinels come back for their report. After that we will also take charge in delivering the talismans to ensure that they reach their destination." Sigma volunteered because he knew that the duke was busy with other matters.
"Thank you. I also needed to visit the mausoleum to check on the guardian. I wanted to confirm something but I am afraid that the spies of the council will take notice if I move now," Galahad sighed. Now that the guardian was awake, he had so much he wanted to ask.
"I can directly teleport you to the mausoleum but you'll need to return here on your own. I can go with you," Sigma suddenly suggested but the duke shook his head.