Impervious

'No! No! No! No! No!' Art raged internally.

He knew they were going to be rewarded, but he hadn’t expected to be called out in front of so many important figures.

What would happen to his plan of staying hidden? This wasn’t what he wanted.

Elora and Erwin were escorted in just after the announcement.

Those who had protected the young royal siblings stepped forward, led by the head guard—who had lost an arm. The regeneration-attribute guard was also present, along with a few others.

A total of three out of the seven guards had died, leaving only four stepping out. Excluding Art, who decided to try and sit this one out.

'What the hell is he up to now?' The head guard shot him a glare, but Art ignored it.

The king drew in a breath, then spoke, his voice steady yet heavy with meaning.