Chapter 270

The echoes of the battle slowly dissipated as Daniel and his mother stood, their bodies weary but their hearts filled with triumph. King Menoetius, with a mixture of surprise and begrudging approval, began to clap slowly. The sound resonated through the room, drawing the attention of the enchantresses and Lord Paragon. They were wondering what was wrong with their king.

“Bravo, bravo!” the king exclaimed, a hint of admiration piercing his stern voice. “You have exceeded my expectations, young Daniel and his mother. I must say, I am mildly impressed.” A rare smile tugged at the corners of his lips, emphasizing his grizzled features.

“Please, Menoetius, you don't have to do this.” Betty pleaded, her eyes watery, and she was breathing heavily because of the battle she just won against the knights. Blood had stained her body, and the once beautiful royal dress she was wearing had now turned into something else. Her once beautiful face had turned sour due to the stress o