The information Muninn sent back left Arthur, who was still at Harold Manor, looking astonished.
Arthur had imagined what might happen when word reached Inner Bay that he was a member of the Golden Lion Family and fulfilled the so-called "prophecy."
But he had never imagined this.
Because it made absolutely no sense!
Imagine a family member who had been left to wander outside the family.
To put it nicely, he was a family member.
To put it bluntly, he was a bastard.
Then this bastard became the "Child of Prophecy," the family's "king."
What would normally happen?
Kill the bastard!
That would be the choice, one hundred percent!
There was absolutely no way they would put the family's interests above their own and welcome this bastard back into the fold-people were selfish.
That was their nature.
It could not be changed.
If it truly changed, that would be a miracle.
Love, for instance!
But something like that could not happen now!
Not only because the family's ruler, the Old Lion, was not Arthur's biological father, but also because the Old Lion had three sons.
Even if the Old Lion put all selfish interests aside.
What about his three sons?
These members of the "younger generation," who had grown up in the Golden Lion Family, would certainly not be so accommodating.
Would the Old Lion have failed to consider that?
Impossible!
The Old Lion might be domineering, but he was certainly not someone who failed to think things through.
And after ruling out all the impossibilities, only one possibility remained-
Someone had issued this order in the Old Lion's place.
And that person had to be one of the Old Lion's three sons.
Arthur was quite certain of it. It had to be one of those three!
Apart from them,