Cold Curse

In the afternoon, several hours after King Romeros' orders were given to his two trusted men, two of King Romeros' trusted men had arrived.

The door to King Romeros' throne room opened, revealing fifty healers stepping into the throne room. King Romeros, who had been awaiting the arrival of the healers, immediately stood up from the throne.

With a look that was already very impatient, King Romeros waited for the healers along with a bodyguard to walk in front of him. They all faced King Romeros with seriousness radiating from their faces.

King Romeros asked, "Are the people you brought here really trusted healers?"

King Romeros' male bodyguard nodded firmly. “That's right, Your Majesty. They are some trusted healers and the elders of other healers.”

Due to the incident of the healers a few hours ago, King Romeros couldn't believe it. With both hands placed behind his back, interlocked, King Romeros walked slowly down the steps.

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