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 took them a while to notice that the king wasn't answering any of them. This prompted them to slowly shut up and calm themselves. The king finally spoke after there was a total silence in the room.
"Are you all done?" He shook his head with a laugh. "I didn't know that my council is actually like this. You are allowed to ask me any questions and yet you chose to show this ugly side of you. How unbecoming of people in your status."
The room remained even more silent that one could hear the sound of a pin that was dropped. They were all holding themself back from lashing out once again. They could only swallow their insult and curse at Kieve within their minds.