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

anger Christopher felt a moment ago turned into

stood before the old king, vowing to quell

in Christopher's hand fell to the ground

it

Morpheus' voice was low. "Have you

bowed deeply to Christopher, who hurriedly stepped forward

flustered. "General, you don't need to be so

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

Christopher stared at him, his expression

reacted to Morpheus as if they were wolves encountering a lion. Once

intimidation was even more formidable than

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