Ruben rubbed the back of his head, not knowing what heavy object had struck him just now, leaving his mind a bit dazed.
Fortunately, his consciousness quickly cleared, and he hurriedly got up.
Just now, he received a terrifying piece of news: his most respected father had passed away, leaving him in immense grief.
He did not covet his father's title and power like the other nobles, because he knew one thing: being the Earl of the Blood Orchid Flying Snake King was not an easy matter.
The danger came from other nobles and the church. Without sufficient means, he would inevitably become a puppet.
In terms of capability, Ruben didn't think he possessed talents and strength comparable to his father's. Once his father died, the surrounding nobles would certainly lose their fear.
Flying snakes that haven't grown wings and developed venomous fangs would hardly intimidate enemies.
After hurriedly arriving at the room, it was filled with sorrow.
