There was only one person in the palace who could make such a loud entrance and break the peaceful conversation between Helios and Raphael.
âJean Bronte, didnât I tell you several times by now that you have to be quiet in the presence of His Majesty?!â Raphael spoke with an annoyed voice without looking back to see who had arrived.
âAh, Iâm sorry⊠Raphael! Youâre here too?!â
He was about to apologize but was deeply shocked after finding out Raphael was there as well.
âIs it strange for the Secretary of the Emperor to not work and stay here?â Raphael was irritated.
âWhenever you are in the office, you treat me like a stranger. Do you still remember the last time three of us went for a drink, you were shouting âHealer, Healer, my lovely Healer.â? You were friendlier back then.â
*Cough *Cough *Cough *Cough
Raphaelâs face went red in embarrassment after listening to Jeanâs words and started to cough unnaturally.
They had gathered privately for a drink to cheer Helios up. It was an event they had not done for a very long time. That day, Helios told the others that he could not stay for long because he had to look after his dongsaeng. Maybe it was because of his low alcohol tolerance and maybe it was the fact that they had chugged down their alcohol faster than usual for Helios, Raphael had gotten really really drunk that day.
âAlright. Letâs stop that topic right here. What had happened to you, Jean? Were you rolling on the ground?â Helios asked with a chuckle on his handsome face. His expression was not fitting for his age, but was filled with the mischievous grin that his dongsaeng had when they were up to no good.
Jean was a mess. The Royal Knightâs uniform was unrecognizable and covered in all kinds of mud and grass. There was dirt and grass on his hair as well.
Jean avoided Raphaelâs piercing glare and spoke with a low voice. Raphael had insisted they took special care when speaking to Helios ever since he ascended the throne.
Helios on the other hand grew up together with the two of them, and he was not concerned at all with how they address him.
âSo what had happened at the palace? Sir Jean Bronte, can you elaborate the situation please?â Raphael redirected the direction of the conversation back at him like an overly-vigilant dormitory inspector.
Helios shook his head. He looked at Jeanâs appearance, his ruined clothes and sword were in a mess. He could tell what had happened when he listened to his report.
âThey couldnât control their Mana properly, so they couldnât make a proper sand castle. Because they didnât like what theyâd created so decided to throw a fit and created trouble for everyone else.â
It was easy to notice even before arriving at the palace that there was something different about the palace. As they approached the palace, the voices of dissent increased dramatically.
âYour Majesty, what had happened? What had the two Highnesses done this time?â
Raphael who was standing next to Helios opened his mouth wide in shock. He stared at the scenery in front of him in disbelief.
The cultural heritage of the Adelio, the magnificent Royal Palace built using thousand years old Imperial architecture. The damage done to it cannot be described using words alone⊠to the point where it is even possible that the Adelio ancestors would crawl out of their grave. (T/n: This is an expression similar to âsomething was so bad that someoneâs ancestors would roll in their coffinâ)
Much of the Palace Gardenâs lawn had been dug out just like a barren hill, with all its flowers and grass being pulled off. The Palaceâs yellow tiles and large windows were covered with mud and grass from the garden.
The same was true for the ancient tree located in the middle of the Palace Garden, The ancient tree that was the pride of the Royal family had stood firm with grace throughout all these years, but now some of its branches had broken in a strange way after being hit by one of the dirtballs thrown using Mana.
âNo, we were gentle and quiet kids. But of course thatâs different for Jean Bronte. He was an exception.â
âI wasnât that bad! Well not to this degreeâŠâ Jean cried as he tried to explain himself, he was in a worse condition than he was when he visited Helios earlier.
âThatâs right, no matter how naughty Jean was back then, he was definitely not capable of such mischief. Your Majesty.â
âHahahaâŠâ
Helios, Raphael and Jean⊠The three of them could only laugh helplessly as they watched the events unfold from far away.
Everyone there paused for a moment, expecting all the chaos to finally stop. Helios, Raphael and Jean took a deep breath as they watched it happen.
âWe did it!â They shouted out in joy! Right at that moment, Ferreâs counterattack began. He ambushed the knight and threw a volley of dirtballs right at his face.