‘That bastard…!’0

Henry couldn’t help frowning at the unpleasant news of a troublemaker. He was annoyed that Kington might mess up his plans. 0

“Sir Allen, I believe it’s best I see what this is about before we proceed with the repairs,” said Henry.0

“Of course. Take your time. I’ll just finish up my training in the meantime.”0

Thanks to Allen’s consideration, Henry could go right away to the castle gates accompanied by the guards. As the gates were swung open, he saw Kington with his sword drawn.0

“Sir Henry!”0

‘Did he just say sir?’0

Henry was taken aback by how unusually respectful Kington was toward him. Feeling rather embarrassed, Henry pushed his hands forward as Kington rushed toward him, gesturing him to keep some distance between them. 0

“Uh, I heard you were looking for me?”0

“Yes, Sir Henry! I, Kington, headed straight to Monsieur the moment I heard you were here, Sir Henry!”0

“Huh…?”0

Kington spoke with the reverence a servant would have when addressing their king, which naturally baffled Henry, as Kington had been the one who disapproved of every single one of his decisions not too long ago. Henry couldn’t guess why his attitude had changed...0