“I take it Her Majesty is doing well.”0

Wade let out a small smile upon hearing of Laila’s recent circumstances from Leonard. Unlike in life, when he had been bound by duty, there was now an ease about him—perhaps because he had given everything in the battle against Balor and fulfilled his role to the very end. 0

He had once been the commander of the Order of the Red Dragon, the most active and high-risk knightly order among the Seven Great Orders. He was a man who had never allowed himself to show weakness to others, and only in death had he finally found a sense of peace. 0

—Do you see William often?0

“Well, yes,” Wade replied. “I couldn’t see much of him when I was serving as a knight commander, so I’m grateful that I at least have the chance to spend time with him now.” 0

—Even so, you remain a father he can be proud of. William is striving every day to live as a knight worthy of your name.0

“Ahem, don’t go overpraising my son now,” Wade muttered, stroking his beard.0

The former knight, once the embodiment of cold discipline, averted his gaze with an expression that betrayed his quiet pride. 0

To those who had known the Red Dragon Commander, such a shift in demeanor might have been hard to believe. It was Hades who had recognized Wade’s contributions in the battle against...0