The king’s palace was completely silent. It was as if he had completed his work and had gone to bed. Nothing could be heard in the palace except for Davey’s footsteps and the pitter-patter of Rinne’s bare feet touching the ground.

Rinne’s feet were durable, but it was quite weird for her to avoid shoes. Aside from protection, shoes would also keep her feet from getting dirty. However, Rinne didn’t seem to care. Davey did make her wear black tights under her skirt as Illyna had begged him to, but her white feet were still exposed since the tights only came down to her ankles.

“Hup! Y—Your Highness!”

Davey familiarly entered the palace. As he headed toward the king’s bedroom, he quietly spoke to the servant and lady-in-waiting guarding the door. “Open the door.”

“B—But, Your Highness! Without any message beforehand at this time…”

“Open.” Davey instantly frowned as his voice got colder. “The door.”

The servant and lady-in-waiting turned pale from Davey’s flowing killing aura, since they were not used to his powers yet. It wasn’t their fault in the first place, but it was difficult...