Chapter 400: Garnering More Attention (2/2)

At first, most of the princes in the conversation were confused as to what Vanadir meant by that. But then, Zeldrion and Arshe soon realized what Vanadir meant by that, with Arshe asking Vanadir, his tone slightly doubtful, ”Are you sure you want to bother him? Remember that he announced the war for the throne as he wants to ascend to the Transcendent level.”

”That's in the future, Arshe. For now, he's still the strongest person of Seraph Kingdom,” Vanadir said. At that instant, the others finally realized what Vanadir meant, giving him their words of agreement. Soon, Zeldrion voiced out his agreement as well, with Arshe voicing out his soon after, with a slight sigh, of course.

With the unanimous agreement of the other princes, Vanadir then said, ”Alright then. It seems we have to write a letter to the strongest person of Seraph Kingdom…”

”King Zeldrion Seraph.”

…

Sometime later in the day, within the royal palace of Seraph Kingdom.

Inside one of its large and prestigious halls was a man of decently tall stature, sitting on an exquisitely carved chair inlaid with multiple gems of great clarity. On the man's head was a crown far larger than those worn by the princes. Adding on the magnanimousness, the majesty, and the calmness emanating about him, as well as the strength hidden underneath his body, one would not mistaken this man for another, as he was the current king of Seraph Kingdom, King Zeldrion Seraph.

At the moment, one of the many attendants in the palace had appeared in front of King Zeldrion, respectfully bowing as the attendant extended both of his hands. On his hands was a parchment that had the wax seal of the royal palace. Seeing this, he grabbed the parchment as he excused the attendant, breaking off the seal before reading its contents.

After looking at the words written on the parchment in silence, a solemn expression could be seen on the king's face as he thought about what was written. Unsurprisingly, as the princes of the kingdom had met up to come to an unanimous agreement to ask help from their father, it was no surprise that a letter with all of their signatures would soon appear in front of their father to read.

”Hmm…” Pondering as to what he should do, King Zeldrion closed his eyes for a bit before muttering, ”What do you think of this? Do their words hold any weight?”

At first, one would think that he was just talking to himself, thinking over the possible solutions he had in his arsenal. However, a few seconds later, a soft voice soon resounded throughout the room as it replied to his question, saying, ”According to what I've divined, there's a high chance that their words would become true. In fact, there's a chance that it might destroy the kingdom, if not the continent if not taken care of.”

”I see,” King Zeldrion said in response, lightly nodding his head as he now had an idea on what to do. Crumpling up the parchment he had received from his sons before burning them with a flame made out of mana, he then sent out a mana strand towards a certain location in the kingdom, telling the person that would receive the message, ”I need you to come here as soon as possible. This is an urgent matter.”

Surprisingly, the one on the other side did not care that he was talking to King Zeldrion, letting out a sigh as he replied, ”And here I thought I was going to devise another spell. Sigh…give me just one second.”

Swoosh!

Exactly one second after the person on the other side was finished talking, a spatial rift was opened beside the exquisite chair King Zeldrion sat on. Around a minute later, the figure of a man stepped out a rift, radiating an aura of magnanimity that did not lose out to him. Unsurprisingly, King Zeldrion had a slight frown on his face as the man appeared, yet the latter did not care.

The man sported casual clothing, though the majority of it was covered by the cape he was wearing, which had a gold trefoil at the center. His blond hair was combed neatly, matching quite well with his steel glasses and his silver gray irises. Not only that, but the man constantly exuded the feeling that he was one with knowledge and energy, which suited his current position very well.

This man was none other than Dalton Thymesis, the one who had the greatest authority at the Arcana Tower, also known by many as the Supreme Sage.

”So, what do you need your old friend's help with?”