King York IV was nearly fifty years old. He had white hair and discussed with his ministers every day at the court meeting that everyone left, and he would continue to stare at the throne for a long time until his children came to find him.

York IV succeeded to the throne at a young age, and his father died of a sudden illness. Therefore, in the first few years he did not sit steadily on the throne. During the years he just succeeded to the throne, he had been busy with various political struggles to stabilize his throne. Ten years had passed when he completely pacified the political situation and no one in the court dared to have any other intentions.

That year he was ambitious and decided to work hard to build the country into the most powerful kingdom in the world. However, in a blink of an eye, the Demon King emerged and broke all his fantasies.

The Demon King led a army of monsters to sweep the world, and countless kingdoms were destroyed in an instant. Although the Demon King's army was still half a continent away from his country, when he saw the Demon King sweeping the world, York IV also decisively sent troops to join the joint force to resist the Demon King.

Everyone thought that the Demon King could not be the opponent of all countries in the world, but the Demon King easily broke their ideas. Although the offensive slowed down, it still moved forward, slowly dragging the entire continent into the quagmire of war.

To this day, there are only three countries left on the mainland, which originally had more than 30 countries.

After the daily meeting of York IV, sitting on the throne would not help but think of this fact.

"Can I be the last king of this country?" Whenever this thought emerges in his mind, he can't help but shivering. His once full of ambitions are all humble expectations left in front of reality. Every week, the war reports from the front line are constantly squeezing his patience and slamming his confidence and pride. "At least stick to my son, no, my grandson's generation..."

"A brave man, is it really useful? Three years have passed, but there is still no news. It is indeed very irresponsible to place the future of the whole world on one person..." His Majesty the King today was not ready to continue thinking. He felt that his energy had been exhausted little by little in this long war, and he could clearly feel that he was old.

"Maybe, I'll abdicate."

Thinking of this, York IV stood up and was about to leave the hall but saw the guards coming in to inform him: "Mr. Andri, the Minister of Finance, asked to see Your Majesty."

"I'm afraid I'm here to cry again." Thinking about the current situation of the treasury, York IV sighed and frowned and asked the guards to call him in. Although he was not willing to talk about these troubles at all, many things would not disappear if you avoid talking about them.

York IV was thinking about how to deal with the empty treasury while waiting for Andri to come in and before he could speak, Andri saw Andri bowing with a spring breeze on his face and shouting: "Your Majesty, I am here to announce good news to you!"

"Happiness? Where does joy come from?" For the current York IV, as long as Andre doesn't ask about financial problems, it will be a happy event.

"Your Majesty, I just saw Lord Brave on the road, so I hurried back to report to you. Isn't this a happy event?" Andri stood up after finishing his tribute.

"The Brave is back? You can't read it wrong? Since he is back, why didn't he come to see me directly?" After hearing that the Brave is back, a trace of the devil's defeat arose in York IV's heart, but he immediately put this thought behind him. The three-year long time has already made him no longer expect any of this fantasy. He felt that Andri's possibility of mistaken reading it was greater.

"It's true Your Majesty, I've also talked to Lord Brave for a few words. Lord Brave's temper is the same as before, and he doesn't show mercy." Andri artistically processed the content of his conversation with Lord Brave so that His Majesty the King would believe his words, "And I saw Lord Brave holding the horn of the Demon King in his hand! Although I have never seen the Demon King, I have also seen the appearance of the Demon King in the image recorded in the Demon Shadow Stone transmitted back from the front line. I'm very sure that the Demon King's horn in the hand! The Demon King must have been defeated by Lord Brave, so he can get the Demon King's horn. Your Majesty, the Demon King was defeated. Isn't this a happy event?"

The horns of the devil are different from the horns of any wild beast. The biggest difference is not their shape but their luster. Because the horns of the devil contain huge magic power, there is always a fluorescent flow on the horns. You can tell at first glance that they are not ordinary things. So far, I have never heard of anyone using anything to create fake horns, so there is no need to worry about seeing fake horns.

"Yes, is it true?" York IV's mind swayed for a moment, and suddenly stood up but almost stood firm. Only by holding the throne with his hands was the only way to maintain stability. "Where did the brave man go? Why didn't he come to see me?"

"I see Lord Brave going to the magic tower of the Great Sage. Perhaps Lord Brave left a hidden disease after a bloody battle with the Demon King, so he went to find the Great Sage to treat it? Lord Brave left in a hurry and did not tell me the specific reason. However, I see Lord Brave's body is dirty and messy, just like a beggar and refugee. I think my idea should not be much worse even if I don't get it." Andry talked to York IV at this time, and he completely disappeared from the anger he had when he saw the Warrior before. He was more like an acquaintance who had some friendship with the Warrior but was not deep, and he had no bad words at all.

"Yes, after all, it's the devil king. Even if the brave man has the help of the divine sword Duvaranka, it's difficult for him to be unharmed. But although the great sage is powerful, he is not specialized in healing magic after all. Why didn't he go to find the Saint?" York IV thought in a low voice, "Maybe he also feels guilty about the saint's face in front of all believers three years ago, so are you embarrassed to go?"

"The brave men are back first, why haven't the frontline sent intelligence officers back to report the situation? Could it be that the demon king's control has been lost and the monsters on the frontline have gone wild, which has worsened the situation and there are no people coming back to report the news?"

"Does the brave have anything else to go to find the Great Sage? For example, his apprentice on the front line died in battle? Can the Great Sage bear this news..."

Although it is undoubtedly good news for the brave to kill the Demon King and come back, York IV has become accustomed to the bad news every time he hears. This long-standing habit makes him unable to help thinking in the bad direction even when he hears this good news.

While York IV was thinking, Andri just stood quietly and waited for His Majesty to come back to his senses. His years of political career have made him no longer a playboy. He has enough scheming, wisdom, and patience.
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