The next morning, after getting dressed, Velin strolled leisurely toward the Administrative Hall of the royal palace.
Arriving before the Administrative Hall, he looked inside and saw that his father had already arrived.
Angus, deep in thought, had not noticed Velin coming up behind him and was still lost in contemplation.
Seeing this, Velin reached out and patted Angus on the shoulder.
Angus abruptly looked up, his right hand instinctively reaching for his waist. When he realized it was that rebellious son, he slowly withdrew his hand.
"Father, you came so early?"
"His Majesty Velin summoned me. How could I, as a minister, dare be negligent? Naturally, I had to come early and wait for you here."
Velin only listened to the first half of his father's sarcastic words and treated the latter half as though it did not exist.
"Father, I heard from Celeste that you have tried to break through several times, but none of them succeeded."
"There are too many trivial matters. I have no spare time." Angus answered without changing his expression.
Seeing this, Velin immediately said, "Father, if you have difficulties, then as your son, I naturally have to help you."
"What are you trying to do?" Angus instinctively took half a step back, his face full of vigilance.
"Help you break through, of course." With a thought, Velin sealed the surrounding space to prevent his father from escaping. Then he smiled. "I have two options now."
"First, I can put you into an illusion to temper your will, then have Maternal Grandfather help you cross this final threshold."
"Second..."
"I'm leaving."
All of a sudden, Angus discovered that he could not move.
Looking at his father standing where he was, Velin said unhurriedly, "Second, Maternal Grandfather helps you break through, then uses an illusion