"Lord Colin!"
Connie looked up at Colin, who had landed in front of her, her eyes slightly widened in disbelief and filled with surprise.
"Um." Colin looked at her and nodded slightly, then his expression turned serious as he looked at the theater.
The snow had already stopped, and without realizing it, the wind also seemed to have quietly ceased.
On the open ground in front of the theater, Silver-armored Guards were scattered around the tall entrance hall, their expressions solemn. Scanning the area, Colin did not see Wild.
He paused and asked, "Connie, where is His Majesty the King?"
If one wanted to quickly understand the situation in the theater, aside from Ivan and Anthony, the best person to ask was undoubtedly King Wild.
Upon hearing this, concern flashed across Connie's face, and she turned to look at the theater, speaking softly,
"My father and Hayden entered the theater."
Entered the theater...
"When?" Colin pressed.
