Chapter 912

Eventually, Michael and Max, accompanied by the Capital Guard and the Garrison Unit, managed to push through the crowd, gradually clearing a path so that Dominic and the Crown Guard could pass through unhindered.

The Crown Guard led Dominic into the palace to see the king. Before they arrived, reports of the uproar caused by the citizens and the chants they had shouted had already been delivered to Salvador.

The king's brows furrowed. The repeated cries of 'His Majesty is wise' had coiled around him like a noose, tightening with each passing moment.

Originally, he had planned for Dominic to be taken directly to the Ministry of Justice upon returning to the capital, where a relatively comfortable cell would be prepared for him. That way, he could also explain things better to the Westhaven envoy.

But now, could he still carry out that plan?

Under Galen's guidance, Dominic entered the royal study and knelt with his head bowed.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. Long live the king!"

Before seeing Dominic, Salvador had already formulated a plan for how to handle the situation. But as he looked at the man kneeling before him, so different from the imposing, powerful figure he had once known, it felt like a mountain had suddenly collapsed. The sight of him now brought a pang of deep sorrow to the king's heart.

Dominic and Hector had been his strongest supporters. He had frequently visited Northwatch Estate, where he had genuinely wanted to form a friendship with the Sinclair family's

the world had changed, and

were much more complex, and his heart, no longer as pure as before, was filled with doubts

at Dominic's face, it was clear how the harsh winds of the frontier had wom him down. The once-steely general had been turned into a weathered old man, and Salvador's

stand and personally offer his support.

welled with tears. "I'm a guilty official who has failed you, Your Majesty. There is

out a heavy sigh. "Sit.

how much the once-imposing, steel- hearted general had aged. His shoulders and arms, once as hard as iron, had now grown thin and frail,

his throne, unable to hide his sigh. "You've lost much weight. You must take

you, Your Majesty, for your concern. I'm deeply ashamed," Dominic said, wiping away his tears, his

in Dominic's eyes, and

the fault is not yours. You are the marshal of Victory Pass, and now, with the Westhaven envoy coming here, you must step forward. If

despite the sorrow, saying, "I will follow your orders, Your Majesty. Whatever you command,

stood to the side. He knew Salvador's sympathy wouldn't last once Dominic left the study. The soft heart Salvador had shown in these

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