Yalin Olon's eyes revealed a hint of wariness as he replied, "That woman is very formidable. I could only fight her to a standstill."
"Is she really that powerful?" Velin stroked his chin and asked for confirmation once more.
"She truly is."
At this point, Yalin Olon hesitated before speaking. "I have a feeling she still has something up her sleeve."
"By the way, Your Highness Yalin Olon, what do you think of Kronos?" Velin stopped walking, leaned against the wall, and asked curiously.
"Lord Kronos, that Legendary Knight—I once learned a little about him." Yalin Olon stopped as well and looked at Velin. In a low voice, he said, "His experiences are much like those of the protagonist in an adventure tale. Throughout his growth, he received help from many benefactors."
"As he climbed ever higher, several women also fell deeply in love with him."
Recalling his conversation with Kronos that afternoon and the fragmented accounts he had heard from him, Velin nodded in agreement. "That assessment is spot-on."
"However, Your Highness Yalin Olon, if I am not mistaken, from an outsider's perspective, your own experiences also carry a touch of legend."
Upon hearing that, Yalin Olon fell silent.
Examining his own past from the perspective of an observer, his experiences indeed possessed a legendary quality.
He had concealed his royal status and entered the lowest ranks of the military for training. Through his own will and effort, he had gradually climbed upward, from managing a few people, to commanding dozens, hundreds, and thousands, until finally leading tens of thousands.
"Your Highness, let's leave it at that for today."
Yalin Olon came back to his senses, gathered his thoughts, and said, "Lord Velin, take care."
Before departing, Velin stepped forward and gave him a hug. After releasing him, he