Strongest Duo Part 1

Chapter 56- The Pillars

A crowd of people stood in front of the palace gates, chattering with each other. We were all on the far edge watching them. They all had sunken faces- some looked as if their world came crashing down. The atmosphere had my hopes dwindling with every passing second.

"Um... Solgen, why are there so many people here?" I asked.

"...You'll see soon enough. Follow me."

Solgen shoved her way through the mob, with Airon and Volken at her heels. They made no attempts to escape and hide amongst the crowd. I understand why though. It's futile to hide when Solgen is right there. Any sudden moves and she'll cut off your legs.

"Hm?" One of the guards murmured. When he saw us seven strolling straight through the palace gates, he immediately rushed over to stop us.

"Hey, this place is off-lim-"

His voice faltered when he laid his eyes upon Zelke and Myra.

"Oh, pardon me. I didn't know the late king's trusted aides were with you. My apologies."

"Hmph. That's what I thought." Myra scoffed.

"So... he really is dead..." I muttered under my breath. I know Myra and Zelke told me not to get my hopes up and that he probably wouldn't have survived, but it doesn't hurt to have expectations, right? The man saved us from Volken! Not being able to thank him in person doesn't sit right with me...

Isaac patted me on my back while looking straight ahead. I think he was trying to cheer me up. In a joking manner, I returned the favor by patting him back. That was when it turned into a contest of who could pat the most amount in a minute.

I won, of course.

"Tch. You got saved by your Agility stat..." Isaac sulked.

"Hey man, it's a part of me. I can't do anything about it." I chuckled.

Sometimes it's good for people to unwind from time to time. Too much stress isn't good for one's mental, and Isaac just wanted me to not stress over his death. What's done is done. That doesn't mean I'll forget him though. I'll remember Claude de Vusech for as long as I live...

While that was happening, we finally arrived at where Solgen was taking us: The Throne Room.

Before us stood tall doors of polished silver. Solgen pushed the two doors wide open revealing the throne room. A red carpet was stationed in the middle of the spacious area, and at the end was a single throne that shined of gold and silver. There were pillars made of marble all around and a chandelier was hanging high above our heads. This throne room was just as I pictured in my mind. It looks exactly like the ones you would see in movies back on Earth. I could feel the regality radiating and invading every pore on my body.

"Ah, Solgen, you've arrived sooner than I thought." An old voice rang out. Up ahead, near the throne was a familiar sight.

"Morgac! And-"

Next to Morgac was Clein who was too busy reading a paper in his hands. Next to him were people I'd never seen before. They seem like studious and important people. They were stressed as hell though. They had dark circles under their eyes and seemed to have lost weight. Are they the kings' advisors?

"Isn't that the king's killer?!" One of them gasped. Everyone, including Clein, was now staring at Volken. The Apithien didn't care though as he was picking at the inside of his ear.

"We must behead him immediately!"

"Seize him!"

"Quiet." Solgen ordered. The room fell silent under her superiority.