'So that's how it was...' Andris thought as he finally understood the entire situation.
For a few moments, he remained completely silent. Then, surprisingly, the horror in his eyes slowly disappeared.
"I... see..." Andris whispered.
A small smile gradually appeared on his blood-covered face. Although he had lost the battle, he no longer seemed angry or unwilling to accept the result. Instead, there was a strange sense of satisfaction in his expression.
He had entered this battle believing that he would easily defeat the former Crown Prince. However, Aditya had managed to overcome the enormous difference in their physical strength through careful planning, patience, and a willingness to take risks.
Andris could not deny that he had been completely outsmarted.
"Your Royal Highness..." Andris slowly spoke. His voice had become even weaker, and he could feel his remaining vitality rapidly disappearing.
