Chapter 458: Dream Sense (1/2)

Noah placed the talisman down, a small hint of shock on his face. Still, it only took him a moment for him to regain his calm.

Noah didn't know what his grandfather's ability was. In fact, he was certain that no one knew. Emperor Fawkes was a man who always kept his cards close to his chest. Even his closest advisors might not know everything he was thinking about.

But, this was the way of an Emperor. To remain so calm even in the face of everything you and your Ancestors had built potentially burning down… this was the marker of a true ruler.

That said, Noah wasn't so certain that this was all about calmness. He always got the sense that his grandfather wasn't calm but rather… confident.

It was a subtle difference that was hard to grasp but even harder to fake.

However, as the Prince of the Empire, Noah knew the situation well. And, quite frankly, there was simply nothing to be confident about.

Earth was caught completely unprepared.

This wasn't a failure of Emperor Fawkes and the royal family, but rather simply due to circumstances. Who could have predicted the appearance of Camelot? And who could have predicted that a second acceleration would occur right after the first?

In truth, Camelot should have been a variable Terrain couldn't prepare for. But, due to the circumstances, it became a saving grace for them instead.

”What would you like to do?” Jessica interrupted Noah's thoughts. Maybe only she was allowed to listen in on a conversation between the Emperor and a Prince.

Noah tapped on the large table before him, his thoughts running wild.

He wasn't very sure how he felt about his cousin. He didn't hate nor love Leonel, he was about as neutral on the topic as one could get.

At the same time, he could also tell that his grandfather wasn't overly eager to bring Leonel back to the palace either.

Though it was said like this, this wasn't to say that Emperor Fawkes didn't want anything to do with Leonel. If that was the case, he wouldn't praise him so much. Rather, the main point was that the Emperor was content to watch Leonel spread his wings out from afar.

”According to the information we have, there's a great possibility that he is within Camelot at the moment.

”The dead White Knight that His Imperial Majesty mentioned should have fallen before the attack on the first Barony. That attack occurred within 20 to 30 kilometers of Camelot. This coupled with the fact reports say that Prince Leonel was a part of the Zone trial that brought Camelot here and this is the most appropriate conclusion.”

Noah nodded noncommittedly.

”… How do you think he managed it?” Noah couldn't help but ask after a while.

”…”

Jessica didn't respond. She had been with Noah long enough to know that whenever he asked questions he knew they didn't have enough information to answer, that he didn't really expect one.

Noah was usually a meticulous, hard nosed, and between the lines kind of person. The only moments he acted like this was after he finished speaking with his grandfather. He didn't even seem to have the same aura about him anymore.

Noah stood, his calm returning in full.

”It seems that Imperial Grandfather was correct, there are many eyeing our Earth and some of them might even still be lurking in the shadows even now. Maybe it's time we show them that we aren't pushovers.”

Noah walked to the side of his military tent.

Located on what would have been a wall, there was a weapon's rack, but it was filled with nothing but sabers. However, shockingly enough, each and every one of these sabers were as large as a human body, carrying blades that seemed capable of cleaving a mountain in two.

Despite their heft, Noah picked up the first with a single arm. Its radiant blue blade reflected beneath the dim flickering lights. It seemed to exude a magic aura.