After parting ways with Boston, Jovian checked into a nearby hotel to await the good news.

Boston wasted no time. After changing into a fresh set of clothes, he headed to the castle to deliver a letter of introduction. But when he arrived, he was stunned by what he saw.

The gates of the West Lucozian monarchy had already gathered quite a few people, and among them were several figures he immediately recognized. These included Huxley Thatcher, the Commander of the Militia; Warrick Prescott, the Major General of the State Guard; and Percival Wentworth, the Chancellor of the National Academy.

These three were first-ranking officials. In West Lucozia, they were nothing short of kingmakers who wielded immense power and influence.

Warrick, in particular, was two ranks above Boston. Hence, he felt the need to be cautious in his presence and was eager not to make a bad impression.

Alongside these three prominent figures, several second- and third-ranking officials also stood in line at the entrance.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that any one of them held more power and influence than Boston.

else would so

unease gripped him. His earlier

him someone of significant standing.

made sure they remembered his name. When it came to having any real influence, he was little more

waiting anxiously outside. Several first-ranking officials occasionally peered through the narrow gaps in the door, but the guards didn’t stop them. As long as no one tried to force their way in, they simply

standing out here forever. Does he really plan on keeping us

used to be. Standing out here under this

business at home today and isn’t taking visitors. You might as well head back,” Huxley urged

aren’t you leaving, then?” Warrick

through your games. I see

intel on the situation. Meanwhile, Huxley had some kind

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