"!!!" Zack Flamante's body shook. The entire hall was silent, including the king.
Zack walked toward the soldier who brought the message. He grabbed his collar and glared at him. "What did you say? You must have brought the wrong message!"
The soldier also wanted to say he really did bring the wrong message. However, there was almost no soldier that didn't admire the symbol of the Azilia Kingdom's military, Sword Saint Sullivan.
That was why the soldier could only cry because that was the reality.
"You…" Zack gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do that would change the outcome.
"…" Zack's grip loosened as he felt like he had lost all his strength.
The rest of the ministers and the king couldn't believe what they had just heard either.
Zack's face darkened as he looked at the king with a hollow stare. His voice, which was usually calm and collected, had cracked. "Your Majesty. My deepest apologies. I might not be able to attend the rest of the meeting…"
