C238 Disorder

"News from Aria?"

Benito I lightly tapped the armrest of the throne with his finger as he fell into deep thought.

His pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything looked at the young man kneeling in front of him as he carefully sized him up.

That person had brown curly hair and wore a tight hunting suit that was even greener than the dense forest. Even when he met the king