Chapter 273 - Dutiful Or No (1/2)

“I never thought that Andonara would leave me.”

Roland was not moved at all after hearing that. He even felt like laughing.

It was quite amusing for a king to say such things that were completely beneath him.

Roland did not say anything.

“Do you not feel guilty at all toward me, the victim?”

At this point, Roland chuckled.

The soldiers around immediately glared at Roland.

“What are you laughing at?” The king was as calm as before.

“Do you feel guilty about Kaka?” Roland asked.

Though it was mainly the general chairman who caused Kaka’s death, it was undeniable that the royal family played a part too.

“Kaka?” The king seemed confused. He seemed to have heard the name before, but he couldn’t remember who the guy was.

At this point, the servant who was by the king’s side whispered something to him.

The king was enlightened. “You’re talking about Young Bard? Why should I feel guilty about him?”

Roland secretly sighed. The fact that the king didn’t remember who Kaka was meant that he never considered the royal family’s plots against Kaka a big deal.

But it was understandable that the big shots couldn’t remember the little guys who were killed by their machinations or who were simply useless.

“If you don’t feel guilty about Kaka at all, why should I feel guilty toward you?”

The king stared at Roland in silence.

Roland displayed no emotional response under the king’s eyes. He was like a pine tree at the peak of a mountain.

After a while, the king moved his eyes away and said, “Did you lure my queen away in order to avenge Young Bard?”

Of course not.

But Roland gave the contrary answer. “You can think that way.”

The king seemed graver than before. “Are you provoking me?”

“Again, you can think that way.”

The king’s servant was infuriated. He was about to go forward, but the king stopped him and said, “Are you not scared of death?”

Roland replied gently, “I’m undying.”

The king’s pupils constricted. Then he went on, “But I can deal with the people around you, for example, your friends in this world.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Roland chuckled and said, “When I lose one friend, you will lose ten. Don’t underestimate an undying Golden Son. Besides, I have a lot of compatriots.”

“Such as the dragon knight, the Saint Samurai?” asked the king while leaning forward.

Roland smiled but did not say anything.