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
The king was resting in one of the guest chambers at the palace as the doctor checked on him but he did not forget to inquire about the young man who saved him. The doctor reassured him that he was fine and there's nothing to worry about.
"That young man is really like his father. I won't doubt their relationship any longer." The king smiled after the doctor left. The three great generals were in there to make sure that the king was safe. His queen was also there to look after him.
"We were told that the Duke Ginehart's youngest son has a weak body, I didn't expect him to be able to use magic and to use it brilliantly, I'm sure that he has a talent for it. It's just that the duke might not let his son enter the magic tower," a woman's voice sounded from the far left corner of the room. Her face was hidden by the shadows casted by the tall bookshelf beside her.