The royal doctor widened his eyes and jaw when he saw 'Tenar' bowing and greeting him.
"H-How is this possible?"
The white-haired royal doctor pointed at 'Turner', stuttering as he spoke. The hand that was pointing at 'Turner' was trembling.
It was inconceivable!
As a doctor in Warren Palace, the old doctor was very familiar with Tenar, who had suffered from old injuries.
It was also because of this familiarity that he could tell that the Turner in front of him was the Turner in his memories. His face was the same, his expression was the same, and even his slightly awkward gait due to his injuries that ordinary people would not notice was the same.
If the royal doctor didn't check Tenar's body just now, he would have thought he had met the real Tenar.
Then, the royal doctor looked at Kieran.
'How did you do it?'
The royal doctor's eyes were filled with questions.
Mary was also looking at Kieran.
However, unlike the royal doctor, the young princess' eyes were shining brightly.
Kieran never disappointed her.
Not before.
Not this time either.
He would always do his best.
Taking a deep breath, Mary placed her hands on the palm above her head and held it tightly in her hands.
Perry Kaner beside her was quiet.
However, anyone could tell that the Snake School leader was suffering from quite the impact. She looked at 'Tenar' and then at Kieran.
Her gaze was as if she saw the most unbelievable thing in the world.
"Transcendental observation.
Different from the tracking techniques in the past.
A disguise that couldn't be distinguished.
He really is a natural scout, or … "
"An assassin!"
Perry Kaner's eyes shone brightly when she thought of something, but it quickly turned gloomy.
So what if he was a natural assassin?
Her branch had fallen a long time ago, and she was the only one left.
More so, given how powerful he was …
Other than the Prime Viper, what else could tempt him?
And he was already the Crown Raven!
Perry Kaner knew very well what the recorder of the Raven Sect would do. He was ambitious, no doubt, but he didn't have the ability and character to match his ambition.
Sometimes, it could even be said that he was weak and incompetent.
Facing such a recorder, the person in front of him could probably turn him into ashes with just a raise of his hand, right?
As for the remaining Raven Sect?
Perhaps they would resist.
But would the final result change?
I won't.
"It's already the Crown Raven."
"If …"
The Snake school leader sighed.
However, at the bottom of her heart, a small seed had been planted, unbeknownst to her.
Soon, it would sprout.
Kieran didn't care about the gazes from the three of them and gave his order to Bloody Mary.
"I'll leave it to you."
"Yes, my lord."
Bloody Mary, who had transformed into Tena, bowed again and walked to the door. She knocked on it a couple of times.
Thump, thump thump.
"Come in."
Eldar didn't put on the airs of a noble. After the knocks, he stood up and opened the door for 'Tenar'. When the elderly duke saw 'Tenar', he was stunned for a moment before giving 'Tenar' a hug.
"I knew you wouldn't be able to resist coming."
"It's been 20 years and you still haven't changed a bit!"
Eldar said as he hugged 'Tenar'.
The elderly duke, on the other hand, looked at the corridor.
He saw Kieran, Mary, Perry Kaner, and the royal doctor.
He then put on a more natural smile and hugged 'Tenar' into the room.
The door slowly closed.
"Did Duke Tenar notice anything?"
"I don't think he knows about Mr. Tenar's death."
Mary asked in an unsure tone.
"A person who could live in Will Prefecture for 20 years, even if he was an idiot at first, after 20 years of training, he would become a smart person.
A smart person who is vigilant and suspicious of everything. "
Kieran then walked to the other side.
The other side was a small tea room in Warren Palace.
The room wasn't big enough to host a ball but it was suitable for receiving guests.
Celty and Maxim, who were sitting side by side, kept quiet.
However, unlike Maxim, Celty didn't forget to taste the pastries and tea served by the waiter. He even commented on the pastries.
"The pastries are really average.
The flour isn't carefully selected, the eggs aren't broken enough and the fermentation isn't on time. The most infuriating thing is that there's only a little bit of sugar! "
"Can pastries that aren't sweet be called pastries?"
"And the tea here!"
"It's obvious that it's been here for a long time. Even though it's wrapped in silver foil, it's still damp, so it tastes bitter and astringent."
"I was looking forward to it at first, it's the palace after all."
"But the reality is … Sigh!"
Celty heaved a long sigh.
"His Majesty King James VIII wasn't a fatuous ruler who indulged his own desires, he was upright and honest. If it wasn't for Jeanne James, Warren would be richer and stronger than anyone could imagine."
Maxim shook his head at his friend's sigh.
As the recorder of the Raven Sect, he knew a lot of secret information that commoners didn't know.
The information couldn't be exchanged even with money.
If he wanted to be a rich man, selling the information would allow him to live the rest of his life comfortably. Unfortunately …
He still had an unrealistic dream.
It was also because of this dream that he kept running around.
It made him more hesitant than ever.
He saw his goal in front of him.
It was exactly what he had in mind.
All he needed to do was take a step forward and he could fulfill his long-cherished wish.
But …
There was someone else who was more suitable than him!
That person seemed to be born for this position.
Powerful, calm, vigilant, sharp, and abiding by the bottom line.
Every single one of them was rare and precious.
Yet that person had all of them.
He wanted to ignore all of them.
But once he thought about what he would have to face when he reached that position, Maxim's heart hesitated again.
Maxim knew that his hesitation caused him to miss out on a lot of things.
But he couldn't change it anymore.
He would always think too much during the most crucial moments and the more he thought, the more hesitant he would be.
Maxim unconsciously let out a sigh as well.
Celty shrugged when he heard Maxim's sigh.
He knew what his friend was thinking.
But he didn't try to persuade him.
He knew his persuasion would only make his friend more hesitant.
Of course, Celty didn't just stand there and do nothing.
"You better think about how you are going to explain to that person later.
That person isn't someone that can be easily fooled.
One wrong move and both of us will be dead.
I've never doubted that person's attitude towards those with ill intentions. "
Celty diverted his friend's attention.
"I know right.
That person is even crueler and merciless to his enemies than the Winter God's cold wind.
But who can remain unmoved by the Wise King Prophecy? "
Maxim smiled bitterly and sighed again.
"Wise King Prophecy?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in the small tea room.
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