"...You must help me defeat Ablo, you must fulfill your promise." Caso clenched the armrest of the chair, gritting his teeth.
He came in person, but did not encounter the expected humiliation. Lydwen still gave him a chair in the military tent, speaking with him as a sovereign.
However, Lydwen's courtesy to a king ended there.
His sharp green eyes looked at the young man in front of him: "Nothing is a must; I've never given you any promises."
"I have handed over the mountain pass for you to freely enter and exit the King's Domain, allowing the Orland army to step into the forbidden land untouched for centuries; isn't that enough?" Caso questioned.
The Orland Monarch was unmoved: "Yes, now that magnificent pass belongs to me, but it was just the price for meeting you, not enough for me to spend Orland blood to keep your throne."
"But I've given everything—my dignity, my submission, and now even my life is in your hands. What more do you want?" Caso said excitedly.
