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
Cygnus was currently reading some documents regarding the people that Vergessen investigated when the news reached him. He grinned when he heard what happened. Those bandits were really doing their best in spreading fear in the city.
"They're doing well," he couldn't help but comment after he finished reading the last of the documents.
"They are motivated by your generosity," Mr. C answered.
Cygnus laughed. "Just a small amount of favor and they are already doing whatever I want. This is really great!" He stood up.
"Where are you going master?" Mr. C asked after he saw that the master was picking up his coat and putting it on.
"I'm going to the Hero Association," he simply answered. The butler hastily followed behind as they left the manor.