Chapter 131: The Strange Swordsman
Thales followed Mirk while they toured around the imposing, yet repetitive layout of Heroic Spirit Palace.
To avoid the five archdukes' ears, they finally arrived before an open-air observation tower. Thales saw the two people who made him grit his teeth with hatred.
"Such a calm appearance—it seems like you have adapted quite well, young prince."
The Head of the White Blade Guards, Nicholas had already removed his cape and scarf as he stood with his back against the scenery outside of the observation tower. With a calm expression, he looked at the Prince of Constellation, who wore an expression that indicated he was critical of Nicholas' wrongdoings.
"If you are referring to the fact that I was almost forced to use a sword, which I could not even lift to kill myself by slitting my throat in front of six old men…" Thales let out a long puff of air and said resentfully, "Then, yes, I am getting by quite well."
"Old men? I remember Archduke Poffret of th