The Holy Operation

In the darkness, a regretful sigh sounded from the throne. "It has more or less reached its limit."

"Mhmm," a voice replied.

"Thanks for taking care of me since birth, Maxwell," the person on the throne said.

"Mhmm," the old man responded.

In the silence, the sound of the tide could be heard from afar.

"Maxwell, is that the sound of the sea?" the voice asked.

"Mhmm," the old man answered in affirmation.

"I have been listening to it for more than 30 years, it's really annoying. After being imprisoned for so long, I really want to abandon this position to go travel around. Will you accompany me?" the voice asked again.

"Your Majesty, I will always stand guard by your side," Maxwell replied.

"Where would be a good place to go? How about Burgundy? Although the people are very annoying, the wine is not bad and the food is good. I heard that it's also quite warm in autumn. Asgard is beautiful, but it's too cold," the voice said.