Chapter 133

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"I-I'm sorry. I've been naughty."

The barely true young king blushed profusely and said.

"No, it's only natural for your heart to be weak after your illness, so don't be worried."

The young king made a face of sincere gratitude.

And it was the same with Sir Nickels and the others.

'Not only is he a supreme genius, but he has such a warm heart. It's amazing.'

'The light.'

Macapell III coughed loudly, then cleared his throat.

He'd just lost control of his emotions, but he couldn't keep it up.

"Again, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I would like to repay you for saving my life. Is there anything you want?"

Raymond shook his head.

"No, thank you. Like I said, don't bother."

Macapell III looked Raymond straight in the eye.

"Baron Penin."

"...!"

Raymond was dumbfounded.

There was a majesty in his low voice that was uncharacteristic of a young boy.

"As long as I am king. You know you can't get away with that. On the honor of House Droton, I intend to return the favor. Or."

Macapell III clenched his small fists.

"Or... you think I'm a scarecrow king that will not return the favor?"

Raymond fell silent, realizing the time was ripe.

'This is where it matters.'

[You are trying to overcome an ally's crisis!]

[The effect of the attribute, 'Guardian Doctor of the Battlefield', is manifested!]

[Exerting power beyond your abilities!]

[Your Intellect stat increases by 10!]

[The effect of the skill, 'Silver Tongue', is enhanced!]

Hearing those messages, Raymond took a deep breath, then opened his mouth.

"I am truly sorry, but to be honest, yes, Your Majesty does not have the power to grant me the reward I desire."

"..!"

Lord Nickels beside him exclaimed in surprise.

"B-Baron Penin! What kind of a tale is that?"

"Enough. Be quiet. He is not wrong."

The young king shook his head bitterly and turned to Raymond.

"...I'm sorry, I'd give anything to make it up to you, ha."

His voice was not angry, sarcastic, or sardonic; it was simply a lamentation of his own helplessness.

After a moment of silence, Raymond spoke.

"So, Your Highness, I have a message for you."

"...?"

"How about making a deal with me?"

Puzzlement flashed in the young king's eyes.

"A deal, what are you talking about?"

"I'll give you back all of your power, Your Majesty."

"......!"

The young king looked stunned.

"What?"

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