Chapter 3290 Press Conference

As Matthew stepped out of Kainne's mansion, he was deep in thought. He began counting silently to himself.

"Three."

"Two." "One."

Right on cue, a loud scream pierced the air. Inside the small porcelain bottle Matthew had given Kainne was indeed a remedy to heal his wounds, but what Matthew hadn't mentioned was how painful it would be when applied.

The next morning, Montiria Hall was packed with journalists. Cameras in hand, DSLRs hanging around their necks, they were buzzing with excitement and anticipation. Rumors had spread that a major announcement would be made. Their eyes flicked between their watches and the stage, counting down to the official start time: eight o'clock.

...

Tick. Tick. Tick.

footsteps echoed as Fiorenna, dressed in a grand

gentlemen, two nights ago, a treacherous rebellion took

the reporters were already aware of this, hearing Fiorenna

that rebellion,

trembled with sorrow but quickly shifted to a stronger tone. "Even with the King missing, Montiria is not without leadership! Our Prime Regent, devastated by the news,

Gadel is still alive!"

But the primary goal now was to reassure

of the King, I officially appoint Mr. Mortimer Zedler as the Grand Master

of reporters

in hand. "Your Highness, how can you be sure that

Before Fiorenna could answer,

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