Your Not So Ordinary Villain
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
Battle of patience
Early the next day, a sentinel knocked on Galahad's room and informed him that the council had called a meeting. The duke shook his head at the timing of those bastards. The sun hasn't fully risen yet but they were already on their toes and even commenced a meeting without informing him.
"Your council is really bold," Ulysses, who came out from the other room, commented.
He was leaning on the closed door and was fully dressed in a white formal attire with all the accessories and the noticeable medal of honor on his left chest. He must have heard the knock and the sentinel's words. One other possibility was that the man already anticipated that something like this might happen.
"With that get up, are you planning on coming with me?" The duke sent the sentinel away before returning his attention to Ulysses.