Chapter 378 Lucius Silvereye

Standing next to FallVictory was a middle-aged man with a thick beard.

He was somewhat portly, dressed in an opulent robe and wearing a crown adorned with rubies. Behind him stood a large group of armored guards, each upright and holding shields and spears, radiating vigilance and discipline.

The ship eased into the dock, where the guards on shore fastened the mooring lines. A gangplank was laid o