Holy Roman: His Magnanimous Majesty

"Dad, Dad..."

Eduardo shouted into the cave.

"I-I'm fine. Ow..."

Inzaghi still wanted to play the tough guy in front of his son, but the pain in his body made him groan despite himself.

He had been lucky. After falling into the mountain, he had landed on a huge boulder rather than its edge before sliding down.

If he had landed directly on the edge of the boulder, his spine might have broken.

Even so, his whole body still hurt badly.

"Dad, wait a moment. Uncle Kaiwen and the others should be here soon," Eduardo said.

But Inzaghi did not stop to wonder why Huang Kaiwen and the others were coming. His butt had not fully healed yet, and now the wound had split open again.

After briefly explaining the situation to Huang Kaiwen over social media, Eduardo immediately sprang into action.

At his age, there was no way he could find another rock to temporarily block the cave entrance.

Still, he chose to gather some branches for simple camouflage.

His experience in London had taught him never to trust others too easily, no matter the circumstances.

Although he had no idea whether this cave contained treasure, he still chose to do it.

Only when Huang Kaiwen and the others arrived could he and his father truly be considered safe.

After finishing all that, Eduardo deliberately moved away from the cave and pretended to be studying plants.

That would make it less likely for others to immediately notice the cave entrance concealed by branches.

"Let's hurry," Ramos said worriedly.

Though he often mocked Inzaghi, he did not want to see him die in South Africa.

Eduardo's description of Inzaghi's condition had made Ramos think that Inzaghi might be half-paralyzed.

Huang Kaiwen, however, did not take it too seriously.

After all,