The Blithe King of the West. Commander of the army on the western border. He was a man above all, a figure with near-unparalleled power.

His aura emanated powerfully as he approached.

The outside of The Gourmand was quiet as everyone held their breaths.

This was the Blithe King, the new commander-in-chief of the five armies!

They had only ever seen him on screens. Now that he was here in person, they were so shocked at the sheer command his presence demanded that they did not dare to even move.

Niel and the security guards remained on the ground, trembling slightly.

Gladys had been sobbing on the ground but went quiet when she saw the Blithe King, not daring to even breathe too loudly. She had seen the news. She knew this was someone even more terrifying than Trent Xavier.

Belinda, too, held her breath in fear.

Everyone was intimidated. Only James seemed calm.

He had met the Blithe King once, back when he was appointed commander.

Surprise flashed across the Blithe King's fac