Listening to the Cloud Giant elder's utterly insincere praise, Sokya felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he was long past the age of caring about other people's opinions, so he quickly composed himself and prepared to face the Cloud Giants' questioning.
The facts were plain to see: the Cloud Giants had clearly come to stand up for Solam. At the same time, Sokya felt rather awkward about it. As Solam's uncle, he was actually relying on others to stand up for his nephew, while he himself stood on the side opposing that nephew. His position was truly rather delicate.
Yet the very first thing the other party said utterly shattered Sokya's preparations.
"Followers of Lathander! Tell me, why did you dare show disrespect to our king? Who gave you the nerve to point weapons at the King of the Clouds?!!!"
King? Where? Who? What was he talking about? King of the Clouds? What was that?
It was not just Sokya. Everyone else was equally stunned. Only the Vikings who had always followed Solam, along with Isabella and the others, were a little better off. Even Korgan Bloodaxe, Scarlett, and the rest stared wide-eyed like the paladins.
They knew Loris was a Cloud Giant, but how could they have known that Solam had an even more impressive identity—he was actually a Giant King!
Still, they could hardly be blamed. No one in their right mind would ever imagine that an ordinary human could become the king of giants! This was even stranger and more explosive than Solam revealing that his father was an orc.
Sokya finally steadied himself through sheer force of will, then stammered, "Wait, wait. Let me get this straight. If I heard correctly just now, you said... Solam! He is the king of you Cloud Giants?!!!"
Elder Tatario froze