HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS

In a quaint old farmer's house, a middle-aged man, wearing worn-out clothes and carrying a watering can, whistles happily as he tends to his garden.

Anyone who sees this man will naturally assume he is a farmer but only when you come a bit closer to him will you realize that despite his appearance as a humble farmer, an unmistakable noble aura surrounds him, comparable to the king of a kingdom. Simultaneously, a menacing bloodthirsty aura emanates from him as if he has lived most of his life on the battlefield.

Looking at this man, it is as if he lives two lives as his appearance and aura contradict each other. However, he doesn't seem to care about those two as he continues to whistle and joyfully water his garden.

Suddenly, a figure flickers across the old house and the middle-aged man halts his movement, turning to look at a certain spot.

A frown creases his brow as his gaze lands on the unwanted visitor standing in front of his house.

"Your Majesty." Ignoring the frown on the ol
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