”You are the commander-in-chief of the Red Flame Army and a good friend of the Blithe King. The father of Whitney Walker─Henry’s girlfriend─is the Centurion of the Northern Border. Your connections are terrifying.

“You now control the vast majority of forces of Sol. Who would dare go against your wish if you want to become the King?

“As for the ancient martial world, you have the support of Maxine, the family head of the Cadens. Not only that, you’re close friends with Jackson Cabral, the Sect Leader of the Mount Thunder Sect. You even have Callan in the Capital to assist you.

“Even the heavens wish for you to be the King,” Thea said.

James scratched his nose, saying, “Seems like it, yeah. But I’m really not interested in becoming King. The greater the authority, the greater the responsibility. I don’t think I can manage a country well.”

Leaning on the chair, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

“I like a peaceful and uneventful life. I cherish the time when I was married