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Chronicle of the Returned King Clever Plan
“So all the suspicions lead to those rotten aristocrats, huh?” concluded Alex, his eyes gleamed with light."Aye, so whit are we waitin' fer? Let's raid their residence afore they ha' the chance tae flee or tamper wi' evidence! We cannae be lettin' 'em slip through our fingers like sand in an hourglass, nae siree. We'll tak' 'em by surprise an' make 'em rue the day they crossed us!" urged Gremio, showing for the umpteenth time that he was more brawn than brains.Alex looked at the dwarf with an understanding smile. He could feel his little friend’s sentiments and feelings, enraged for his sake. But it would take more than guts to solve this matter.“Sir Gremio, as much as I would like to storm their place to finish this issue, but I believe that would be too abrupt,” denied Helene as politely as she could, as expected as the holy maiden of the continent. “No matter how strong our suspicion is, I’m afraid that our evidences are merely not enough.”The flaming blaze that consumed Gremio
Chronicle of the Returned King Trap
Vincent’s whisper was barely audible, but Helene, being understanding as she was, could sense his frustration.“Please pardon them, Sir Vincent. They couldn’t express their enthusiasm very well, but I assure you that they have nothing but good intention towards you,” cheered Helene, attempting to gain Vincent’s trust and cooperation. The technician just grunted while pointing his swollen head, a solid evidence that contradicted Helene’s defense.“Uh, that was our tough form of love, teehee!” Helene laughed awkwardly.Alex felt this nonsensical turmoil needed to be stopped, so he decided to jump in.“Vince, just like what Pandora said. To put it simply, I need the Vint mirrors upgraded,” stated Alex. “Now, don’t get me wrong, I am helplessly in love with the mirrors, but I can see there are still rooms for improvements.”“Maybe you will understand it if I lay my plan here. I am going to use your upgraded mirror to collect the evidence from those blue-blooded bastards. You know what peo
Chronicle of the Returned King Fried for Help
After his stupid intro, Alex decided to step into the game and get into the business.“So, Your Majesty, in this episode, I will take you to an undercover interview. What kind of undercover interview? Stay tuned to find out!” said Alex. “Vince, make sure you guys are on ‘mute,’ otherwise our disguise will be busted before we know it!”Wordlessly, Vincent tapped an icon on the upper corner of the screen before he gave Alex a thumb up, a sign that he was done with the request. This way, only Alex’s voice would be heard, meanwhile no voice would come through from the Throne Room.“Great! Now I will put this iVint Plus inside my front pocket, just like this. There! Now you can see from my point of view!” continued Alex. “Let’s start!”Alex walked confidently to the doorstep and knocked on the door. Not long afterwards, a groggy, half-asleep youth came answering while rubbing his eyes. It was Hektor himself, who seemed just woken up by the early visit.“Ugh, who are you looking for? Everyb
Chronicle of the Returned King King's Wrath
“So we are expected to die a dog’s death, huh?”Alex put in his closing commentary after the lengthy reprimand of Desmon to his young. He faced the iVint Plus with a somehow exaggerated sad expression, which didn’t look clear whether it was calling for sympathy or laughters.King Romeus who had proven himself as the loyal viewer of the show from the start, felt awkward. The entire scene, he could feel that his anger was slowly built up, only to be smashed by a sudden arrival of apologetical sentiments, thanks to Desmond’s story and Alex’s last remark.“No!”The King denied the soft accusation of sending his vassals to death. Weird, he was not supposed to be this panic if he really didn’t mean it. His reaction was way over the top for someone innocent. Of course, Alex was the only one who couldn’t hear his defense.“That explains a lot, like why we always got urged to go quickly to Tiryag continent....”Alex continued his supposed-to-be monologue, although it sounded more like a gaslig
Chronicle of the Returned King Tried to Flee
“Father?” Horat couldn’t believe what his ears heard. “Whatever do you mean?”Desmond looked at his son with pitiful gaze. He shook his head and turned his attention back to the King.“As you can see, Your Majesty. My son wasn’t even aware of what he was just doing,” sighed Desmond. “And his friend over there was no better. Even with their heads combined, they couldn’t understand the gravity of their situation.”King Romeus combed his grey beard, digesting his advisor’s words one by one, carefully as ever. His majestic pose was the one he always used when he was being unsure of what to do. Desmond, as his trusted aide and closest advisor, knew so well about this habit of the King. He knew he was on the right path, all he needed was just a little bit more push, or so he thought.“Desmond, you’re an excellent public speaker, I must give you that! The way you lead the listeners to your favor is something else,” countered the King. “If I were my old self, for sure I would be swallowed by
Chronicle of the Returned King Catch Some Criminals
Part 1Just when they were having their nostalgic yet not so pleasant banter, the footsteps of a guard could be heard. Soon, he showed himself in front of them, rattling the iron bars as a sign of intimidation.“Hey, criminals! Pipe it down, will you? It’s already past your bedtime now!” scolded the sentry.Desmond, still lying on top of his stomach due to his back pain, saw the guard’s arrival as a chance. He squirmed a little bit to face him, feeling excruciating pain in each of his every movement.“You! I, Desmond, the Royal Advisor, command you to take me to have an audience with the king, pronto!” ordered Desmond, still oblivious to the state he was in.“Uh, Sir? Can you even move with your injury?” asked Hektor innocently. “You don’t wanna inflict another damage to your aged body, do you?”It was hard for Desmond to rebuke, so he only glared at his son’s friend so viciously. Realizing his words had offended the advisor, Hektor squeaked and went back to his place, staring at the
Chronicle of the Returned King Execution
“Mommy, what is that?”A small boy was tugging his mother’s dress, his finger pointed at a giant screen hung over at the plaza.“I have no idea, my son. This is also Mommy’s first time to see that kind of thing.”Turned out they were looking at the latest invention of Vincent. Not exactly new, though. Basically it’s just an oversized and dumbed down version of iVint Plus. Just acting as the receiver from the signal transmitted from the authentic iVint Plus.“Hmm, so basically that’s just a huge screencast,” mumbled Alex to himself, reminded of the technological advance in his original world.Below the screen, there was a makeshift stage, inhabited by the three prisoners who just spent the night in the dungeon. Their expressions were various at first, but once the screen played their record, they looked somehow humiliated.“Oh my! I never thought the hot studs I was fangirling all over were the culprit behind Princess Remina’s illness!” A random young lass gasped in disbelief.“I know,
Chronicle of the Returned King Time to Go
The next morning, Alex woke up early. He had a lot of things to do for the day. But first, he needed to announce their departure to his team members, so they had them gathered in their headquarters courtyard.“Morning, guys! Glad to have you all here!” greeted Alex. “Huh? Gremio, why do you look so beaten up? Did you sneak out of the party and decided to do some monster hunting?”Gremio paused for a bit, glancing at Salieri with bloodshot eyes. "Listen here, laddie, let me tell ye a tale of betrayal and deceit! It was all thanks tae tha' stupid bard's idea! He thought it was funny tae make fun o' Rasheed, and I wouldn't mind it even for a bit as long as he stood up his ground. But tha' damn sissy played his dirty trick with his violin and casted a melody that made Rasheed target me instead of him! Me blood was boilin' and me fists were clenched, but I couldn't do a thing. If I get me hands on that lousy bard, I'll make him wish he never picked up a lute in his life! And mark me words,
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