He jumped down from the railing and sat down in his chair, which was next to the old rector’s own.
“Is he really your disciple?” The Emperor asked.
The ‘Master’, who’d been sitting to the Emperor’s right and hadn’t been paying attention to anyone until that moment, turned to look at Orune. He was surprised to see that someone so powerful was only at the Lord level. It had been a long time since he’d sensed such power. Orune was dangerous, even by his standards.
“He’s my punishment!” The swordsman whined and smacked the sturdy wood of the railing, making the entire ship rock back and forth and people gasp in both horror and amazement. Who in the Seven Heavens was this man if he could make such a mighty vessel shake? There were many rumors throughout the Empires about Orune, a Lord lev
