"Who... who exactly are you people?"
The old king struggled to climb out of bed, his once vacant eyes now filled with intense shame and fury.
That was also why the formerly wise old king had suddenly become extraordinarily enraged, even personally destroying the Band of the Hawk, which he had cultivated and promoted to counterbalance the old nobility.
Especially after Griffith exposed him in person within the dungeon, he lost control on the spot, snatched the whip from the interrogator, and lashed him viciously.
He even ordered the interrogator to inflict as much Torment on Griffith as possible without killing him.
Unfortunately, he had ultimately failed to get what he wanted. Instead, he lost the will and courage to keep living.
Even after calming down, he felt that his sins were too grave and that he was unworthy of being this nation's king.
The Torment born from the constant opposition and Conflict between morality and desire had nearly driven the old king insane.
If he could, he truly wished he could die quickly, taking those shameful secrets with him.
But regrettably, just as he had decided to lie down and await death, two suddenly arrived "living ancestors" dug up every last one of his secrets.
Hansel, in particular, possessed Quasi-Divine Power over death, souls, and minds. With a mere thought, he could peer into the secrets people hid in the deepest recesses of their hearts.
Thus, the old king did not await death's arrival. Instead, he publicly suffered a social death first.
One only had to look at the shocked, stunned expressions on the servants and guards kneeling on the ground to understand how explosive this revelation was to outsiders.
Most importantly, they finally understood why the king had been so furious over Griffith spending one night with the