Among these portraits, one particular painting caught Chen Lun's attention.
It was an empty chair standing in the dark, with a sword placed upon it.
"You must be curious as to why there is such a special painting among the portraits of the Sun Royal Family, aren't you?"
At that moment, a magnetic chuckle from a male voice came through.
Chen Lun and Floey turned their heads and saw Prince Dazlert approaching slowly, followed by a princess and several dignitaries.
"Your Highness, Prince, Your Highness, Princess."
Chen Lun bowed deeply.
Dazlert smiled at him, seemingly waiting for his answer.
"Yes, I am curious."
Chen Lun had a vague idea about the answer, perhaps it was related to Arno, but he did not speak it. Instead, he feigned a puzzled expression.