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
Early the next day, the incident at the royal ball spread like wildfire as it already reached the ears of the citizens and the different noble households. Even the tower and the alliance already knew what had happened. The Hero Alliance doesn't have much interest in what happened but the tower was different.
For the second time in a short span of time, the elders were once again gathered to talk about the incident. The expectation inside the meeting room of the tower can't be concealed because of another prospect they have in mind.
"Have Archmage Ragus and Aviel reported to us yet?" One of them asked immediately after the meeting was opened.
"Yes, and I am about to read it to all of you," another voice answered. He then picked up a piece of paper on the table and relayed what was written on it.