Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3067

As Zedran approached the palace study, the guards stopped him. After thoroughly searching him and finding no weapons, they eventually permitted him to enter the study.

These days, the king's health fluctuated, and the security became much tighter.

"Your Majesty, esteemed King, your humble servant, Zedran, requests an audience!" Zedran said respectfully.

"Come in!" King Gawain I replied.

As Zedran walked into the study, he immediately noticed something unusual about the king with a single glance. But he dared not scrutinize further and thus looked away after a quick glance.

After a few days' absences, it seems the king, who had just recently shown some improvement in his health, appeared to have become weaker again.

"Zedran, come. Sit beside me!" King Gawain I ordered Zedran.

Zedran was puzzled, but he could only obediently comply since the king had command.

"Zedran, you have been working for me for quite some years now, haven't you?" King Gawain I questioned him.

"Your Majesty, it has been forty-one years and four months!" Zedran answered without hesitation.

"Hahaha, you certainly have a good memory! I remember when I was young, you always followed behind me in tears!" King Gawain I chuckled and said.

Zedran smiled wryly and shook his head. "Back then, I was just a child and didn't understand anything. I simply knew following Your Majesty meant I wouldn't suffer."

When these matters were brought up, Zedran felt no nostalgia in his mind. Instead, he was merely filled with unease and apprehension, sitting restlessly.

He thought, When a sovereign starts appealing to pathos, it's never a good sign.

But at this moment, the situation was entirely beyond his control!

"You are quite clever!" As King Gawain I spoke, he looked out towards the window, his gaze filled with both reminiscence and a hint of sorrow.

"Zedran, you've supported me greatly throughout this journey. I wouldn't be where I am today without your invaluable contributions! You deserve all the credit! I truly owe you a great deal. Now that I'm nearing the end of my days, whatever wishes you have, speak it freely. Consider it my way of remedying you!"

As the words fell, Zedran couldn't help but shudder involuntarily.

Thoughts were running through his mind. Who is this man in front of me? He is none other than the king, who was also a renowned advanced grandmaster in the martial arts world before his injury. When such a man shows his vulnerable side before his servant, it indicates he is aiming for something grand. Anyone can be vulnerable, except him.

The next moment, Zedran immediately stood up and knelt before the king.

"Your humble servant is terrified. Montiria still needs Your Majesty to reign for millennia. Your Majesty, please refrain from jesting about such matters!"