Ryan planted his hands on the wood of the bench and stood up from where he was sitting.
He did so slowly, with measured movements, in such a way that even William's smiling face suddenly changed.
The blonde hero furrowed his brow, as if he did not understand how he could be so calm in the face of a direct ambush right in the middle of the plaza.
When the reading window unfolded right before his eyes.
The blue light of the screen slightly illuminated the darkness of the cobblestone street.
Ryan quickly inspected the people standing in front of him.
His face, his level, there was absolutely no doubt in the floating numbers.
It was the exact same William who had once tried to attack him in the nation of Lunar Veil during the audience with the king.
The very same arrogant idiot he had clashed with back in the human throne room.
