Chapter-222
Arthur stood tall, his eyes locked with Anon's as he posed the question, "Sir, will you come to the feast today in the royal castle?"
"I will try," Anon responded, his voice low and unwavering, as he continued to walk with an air of confidence.
"I am sorry for my partner's behavior. Please forgive them. They just fear the demons, that's why they pointed their swords at you, i hope you can really forgive them in your heart." Arthur quickly explained, trying to smooth over any tension.
Whistle
Anon let out a sharp, piercing whistle, and from the heavens, a magnificent black raven swooped down, landing gracefully at his feet.
Anon leaped onto the raven's back with practiced ease, his presence emanating power and authority. "Please come, the food will be good," Arthur called out in an attempt to convince Anon to join the feast.