Chapter 70

Chapter 70

The room was dimly lit, with only a single candle flickering on the corner table. The air was heavy with anticipation as Oswald, dressed in regal attire, sat on a plush armchair, his face etched with seriousness. Before him stood three formidable men, their bulging muscles straining against the fabric of their black suits. They were renowned for their loyalty and skill, with a reputation that sent shivers down the spines of their enemies.

Oswald raised his head and met the gazes of the men before him. Without wasting a second, he spoke, his voice laced with a mix of desperation and determination. "I've been told you are the best individuals for this job. What I am about to ask of you is extraordinary, highly unlikely, considering... well, he is your king, after all. But I have faith in your abilities."

Before Oswald could continue, one of the men, a scar running down his left cheek, interrupted him. "We'd rather die than let him come back to rule us again. We've seen the d