Morpheus stood there steadily, devoid of any fear.

At Christopher's signal to seize him, the guards were all taken aback when they saw his face, halting in their tracks and refusing to move forward.

"What are you doing?!" Christopher demanded angrily. "This man is scheming to get close to Ms.

Hamerton with ill intentions! Why aren't you arresting him?"

"Your Highness..." The guards looked at Christopher. "This... This is..."

Even Christopher found this peculiar. From the man's back view, he seemed slightly more robust than an average person. The palace guards were the cream of the crop, so how could they be easily intimidated by someone like him?

Since they wouldn't act, he decided to take matters into his own hands!

Christopher dashed forward, snatching a gun from one of the guards. As he raised the butt of the gun to strike, other guards rushed in and actually restrained him!

"Are you all insane?!" Christopher was hysterical.

"Your Highness, you can't... Please, don't take action."

"Your Highness, calm down..."

"Your Highness!"

that moment, Morpheus slowly turned

Christopher felt a moment ago turned into pure

smiled, but his eyes were icy. Just like years ago when he stood before the old king, vowing to quell the rebellion and fighting to

gun in Christopher's hand fell to the ground with

could it

Morpheus' voice was low. "Have you

bowed deeply to Christopher, who hurriedly

moment, Christopher was somewhat flustered. "General,

decorum is expected," Morpheus said. "And I am no longer a general. There's no need for

you?" Christopher stared at

the guards reacted to Morpheus as if they were wolves encountering a lion. Once wolves sensed the lion's

more formidable than a

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