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Chapter 122 - Higher Than The King

The Fifth Prince Haverion.

He had garnered everyone’s attention as he manifested divine power from a young age.

No, it wasn’t just attention.

Although Duke Garcia’s scheme forced him to move to the Holy Empire, with his outstanding divine power, the pope treated him with preferential treatment and courtesy.

In other words, he was a noble royal nobody ever dared ignore.

But for the first time in his life, he felt an inexplicable sense of humiliation.

It was for no other reason.

“Are you Haverion? Nice to meet you. I am Ian Kaistein.”

It was because of Ian’s attitude, which seemed arrogant at first glance.

Haverion was so dumbfounded by what he saw that he couldn’t even speak.

‘You dare speak informally to me?’

On top of a horse to boot?

Unless he treated him like a commoner, how could he show such an attitude toward him, the cardinal of the Holy Empire and his older brother?

How outrageous. Even he, who had experienced the worn-out politics of the Holy Empire, was rendered speechless.

No, it wasn’t just him.

Everyone in the slums was as shocked.

‘Is it okay to do that?’

‘If you’re that dissatisfied, you can step forward.’

‘That’s…’

None of them came forward.

It was understandable.

Right now, Ian was riding Blue Emperor.

The Blue King, Lavaltor’s pride, had a much bigger size than an ordinary horse. Moreover, Blue Emperor that Ian was riding now was their king.

They were overwhelmed by its hideousness as well as its sheer size.

That wasn’t all.

‘He is the hero of the Northern Expedition, Ian Kaistein?’

Ian’s completely different appearance also played a role.

It was no wonder, as Ian had grown considerably thanks to the balanced diet and continuous training.

Moreover, a little more than a year had already passed during his time in the north. He had grown much taller along with age.

So much so that even Haverion nearly couldn’t believe his eyes.

‘That’s the rumored youngest?’

It seemed like he had to erase all the stories of a brash little boy he had heard.

But there was no time to be surprised.

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