"If it's impossible..."

Just then, Von Palen interrupted, "Are you sure someone will come to assassinate us?"

Bowerman paused for a moment, but quickly replied, “It’s very likely. In the Royal Castle, it’s difficult for assassins to find an opportunity, but it’s a completely different story in the open square, especially at large gatherings.”

“Possibly? That means you’re not sure if an assassin will come.” Von Palen’s gaze was deep.

Bowerman was puzzled by this. He frowned and said, "Yes, but what do you mean...?"

Von Palen suddenly leaned close to Bowerman and whispered in his ear.

After von Palen finished speaking, Bowerman stared in disbelief, his face filled with astonishment: "Your Majesty, you're not joking with me, are you?"

Feng Palen's face darkened: "What are you talking about? Did I not explain myself clearly?"

Bowerman quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I understand."

"But are you really going to do this? This is simply..."

Von Palen patted Bowerman on the shoulder, deflecting his statement, and said with a serious expression:

“Just do it, Bowerman.”

"I believe you can do this well, and I have no choice but to entrust it to you."

“You are not just my subordinate, but also my close comrade-in-arms. We share the same beliefs, and you fully understand and are willing to fight for me. What you have done has made me realize that you are the person I can trust the most.”

"Bowman, for the sake of the country and the people, I desperately need your help."

At this point, von Palen stared intently into Bowerman's eyes and extended his right hand toward him.

Bowerman was startled, his gaze instantly turning fiery. He quickly took off his gloves and tightly grasped the outstretched hand of Von Palen.

With his hands clasped tightly together, Bowerman clearly felt the weight of von Palen's grip, which stirred his emotions. He immediately shouted:

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"I will give my life to unconditionally support any decision you make!"