Rafael stared blankly. "Mr. O'Higgins, w-what nonsense are you even saying?"

Stanley shook his head and barked, "Watch your mouth! Who gave you the guts to question me? I'm not making anything up. It all began over 100 years ago when I was just seven!

"You see him, the emperor on the golden throne? He was also seven back then. We met for the first time that year and instantly became best friends. All these years, I've thought constantly about returning to that palace to find him.

"But I knew I could never go back. So, I spent enormous effort and half my lifetime searching until I found this place."

Stanley's voice carried incomparable excitement and ecstatic joy.

Struggling, he tumbled down from his wheelchair. When his subordinates tried to help him up, he pushed them away. Under everyone's disbelieving gaze, the frail, withered man dropped to his knees.

He straightened his robes, then lowered himself, face to the floor, offering a full bow.

Long live the

the truth! He really is someone from

that Stanley was someone with

Crimson Dynasty. Being able to successfully enter this underground area and find this palace could

Andrew exhaled deeply and said, "Stanley has lived for

Chantelle replied, "A 100-year-old

like Stanley really is someone b from the Fallen Crimson Dynasty era,

focused elsewhere right now, Mr. Lloyd, should we make our move to rescue

time! That

was right. Then again, she could not help but wonder if the puppet

once more across the tomb. "Stanley, if you still honor our old friendship,

and said in disbelief, "It's been over 100 years since we parted... I should've died long ago. But I held on-clinging to life-just to see you

exchanged glances. Stanley was quite sentimental, conversing with a ghost who had been dead for

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