Dear Broom Knight

Of course, the White Dragon King had also given Dorisk and other trusted aides who had followed him in his campaigns some good things to increase their vitality.

Although he had become slightly more possessive of treasures due to the influence of Ruthkania, as long as his will was strong enough, it was still quite easy to overcome.

After all, it didn't originate from his own intentions.

A little struggle was fine.

However, no matter how many or how good the medicines were, they couldn't make up for so much damage.

Unless… The White Dragon King remembered what Ruthkania had said to him before, and his heart skipped a few beats.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing the White Dragon King's face becoming increasingly cold and even beginning to reveal a trace of the cruelty that Travis usually concealed, Dorisk anxiously called out, "I'm just old, not about to die!"

Travis suddenly came back to his senses.

Dorisk had been with him for so many years and indeed understood him very well.

Some things he couldn't decide on yet… Being too hasty would easily lead to trouble.

Seeing that his Majesty had finally regained his composure, the cold sweat that had broken out on Dorisk's body slowly receded… At this moment, he even forgot his self-pity just now.

Pity my ass~ If he continued to lament, his Majesty would cause a huge disaster!

If it was out of His Majesty's own will, then no matter what happened, Dorisk would willingly follow, even if it meant… being against the whole world.

But if it was just for him, Dorisk, it really wasn't necessary.

If something really happened because of him, he would really be…

Dorisk suddenly became alert, raised his head, and said, word by word, "Your Majesty, my wife is newly pregnant."

"Ah… Ah?" Travis blinked and said dryly, "Then, congratulations?"

"I'm only starting to make mistakes because of my declining years and am no longer suitable for doing work that requires constant vigilance."

Dorisk said slowly, "This time, I offended Lorry, a mage lord who has little desire for power and whose attack power is strong but whose destructive power isn't great. As long as I sincerely apologize, he definitely won't make any more small moves.

Right? Archmage Alsaran."

Having completely calmed down and regained the demeanor of his former Chief Secretary, he even had the leisure to satirize the archmage who was obviously watching the fun.

"Oh?" Alsaran raised an eyebrow, "Perhaps, you're right.

However, even if he is my student, I can't make any decisions on Lorry's behalf. Asking me is useless."

Dorisk very obviously rolled his eyes… He had already decided to retire to the second line, so he didn't need to care about noble etiquette anymore.

Then he ignored the gleeful Alsaran and turned to look at his King: "Your Majesty, if my further mistakes cause you irreparable consequences, then I really can't continue to live on.

But I don't plan to leave you just like that. Besides, my soon-to-be-born child still needs my court title!

How could I just walk away like this.

Time really flies. According to the rules, a new wave of noble scions loyal to His Majesty the King should also be reporting to the palace.

Your Majesty, Dorisk boldly recommends himself. Please let me train these newcomers!

That would be very helpful for my future!"

However, what kind of future could be better than that of the Chief Secretary?

But Travis couldn't keep him anymore.

Dorisk had exhausted his self-respect and pride; retaining him would only hurt him.

The White Dragon King could only nod slightly: "If, this is your wish, Dorisk."

Even though he understood in his heart that he couldn't turn things around, he still couldn't say anything too direct.

Dorisk said softly, "Then, Your Majesty, I will now go to the central magic array to submit my application to withdraw from the Secretary sequence."

Travis nodded slightly, not wanting to say a word.

Dorisk's departing figure was very unrestrained, but the two people watching him leave both had some emotional fluctuations.

"I won't thank you, Alsaran," Travis said coldly.

"I'm not doing it for you," Alsaran replied seriously, "Lorry's probing this time was too obvious; I'm a little worried about him."

"You're overthinking it," Travis realized why Alsaran had immediately taken measures to provoke Dorisk after discovering the conflict between Dorisk and Cheska, "Lorry probably didn't think that much; he just wanted Dorisk to feel equally annoyed."

Travis didn't think that Lorry would have the mind to think so much when he had just discovered that his bloodline was actually related to dragons.

Well… When he figured out what the consequences would be after exchanging heart blood with Ruthkania, he was also confused for several months!

Not to mention that Lorry is a dragonkin.

He must be worried about growing horns and a tail!

He would have to be confused for a while.

As for the things Lorry was worried about, Travis had really never thought about them.

A person who only thinks about self-preservation, and even avoids things that might harm others at this time, would find it difficult to do anything too excessive, no matter how many things they encountered.

When Travis discovered this, his first reaction was that Lorry's revenge had finally come.

This was in line with the child's usual behavior; revenge never waited for the new year.

Dorisk's subtle attitude was something that Lorry wouldn't tolerate even in his weakest period.

Alsaran gave Travis a strange look… How could this guy be even more confident than him?

Cheska was going all out!

Every sentence, every little word, was like a knife.

Every knife saw bone, leaving flesh and blood blurred.

Dorisk went from tolerating and smiling at the beginning, to slightly refuting, until he furiously cut off the call and slammed the feather heavily on the table, starting to curse, and it only took 10 minutes.

If he hadn't cut it off in time, Dorisk definitely wouldn't have stopped at 'a dog relying on its master's power'.

He would definitely curse the person who was backing Cheska up.

After all, at that time, Dorisk had obviously not yet faced Lorry's existence squarely; he still regarded Lorry as an appendage of Count Montes.

Although Alsaran added a bit of seductive words to his words, Dorisk had to really think that way in order to cooperate, right?

Although Travis now spoke very easily and showed so much trust in Lorry.

But, who knew if it was only because Alsaran was standing here?

Alsaran wouldn't bet his beloved student, who had also saved him, on this.

Anyway, the current result was just right.

Although Travis didn't admit it, who knew what Dorisk would do if he continued to be indulged?

Just like he said, it was his luck that he encountered someone like Lorry, who wasn't revolving in the power circle, when he was being foolish.

Alsaran smiled slightly at the White Dragon King: "It seems you're going to be busy; then I'll go back first!"

Travis waved his hand helplessly: "Hurry up and leave!"

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"Baron, what are your orders?" Cheska, who was summoned to the study by Lorry, asked with a smile.

"Well…" Lorry looked at his chief steward with a puzzled expression, "Dorisk has officially applied to withdraw from the Secretary sequence and enter the ranks of trainers."

Lorry couldn't help but look up and down at Cheska, who was smiling very gently and kindly.

Of course, he knew that Cheska was a very strong-willed girl. When she and Valera were working outside, they were always swift and decisive, with ruthless styles.

But, he really didn't expect that Cheska could scold out such a wicked result.

Although, things might just be coincidental, but… Cheska's scolding skills must have played a very important role.

Cheska's expression also became subtle, and she asked softly: "Did anyone else hear it?"

Lorry knew what she was asking: "The teacher happened to be outside and heard the whole process. His Majesty the King should have heard it too."

Alsaran specifically emphasized the matter of the White Dragon King taking the documents himself… Lorry, of course, understood the meaning behind it.

"Does it have any impact on you?" Cheska asked hesitantly.

"Of course not," Lorry replied decisively, "Afterwards, there will only be good aspects."

Cheska breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned to leave before Lorry planned to ask her what she had scolded.

Lorry actually didn't want to ask. Although he was curious, he basically wouldn't repeatedly listen to other people's scolding, even if it wasn't directed at him.

However, he also felt something from it: The White Dragon King didn't treat him quite like a subject when he looked at him.

This was very good.

Then he realized what had happened and quickly issued a summon: "Cheska, you didn't take the documents."

Cheska, who returned to the study again, looked indifferent… On Lorry's desk, there were documents stacked as high as three meters.

"The Lord of Storms never fights unclear battles," Lorry pointed to the documents, "But he also won't say things too clearly, so we can only look for clues in his occasional warnings.

Although His Majesty the King has agreed to share the results of his analysis with me, it's best if we figure it out ourselves here.

Don't be so sad; didn't you drag Taylor into the water?

If it really doesn't work, I allow you to borrow Valera or Charles."

Cheska suddenly raised her head: "Really?"

"Of course," Lorry nodded, "Before spring blooms, Qingfeng Valley doesn't have any major events that require both of them to be there."

"I'll go find Sister Valera now," Cheska left with a happy expression.