Chapter 50: Special People (1/2)
In a large stadium behind the Capital Hall, the adult nobles were seated in the stadium seats that circled around the match stages.
They were the only ones there as they came early, and they were in an intense conversation.
”Your Highness, you mean to say Oratin city was devastated in one single day?” shouted one of the higher-ranked nobles.
”Yes, Dorian. It's not just Oratin City, some smaller cities were also annihilated by this mysterious force,” replied King Caspian.
”What do we know of this force? Have we ever met them? How do we identify them?” asked one of the dukes, Anthony Grant.
”Not much, but they are speculated to be immensely powerful, as there was not a single life left after they were done with the cities”
”How is that possible? No force in the continent should be that strong!” exclaimed duchess Beatrice Forst, the wife of the duke Orson.
”Frankly speaking, we are going in blind. We know nothing,” sighed the King.
”So, what do we know? At least, we have to know something,” fumed Phillip Vargas.
”Watch your mouth, Phillip. This is not your home,” hissed Todd Elliot, accompanied by some other nobles.
”Yes, mind your manners, Phillip. You are in the presence of the King,” scolded Duke Dorian Hayden.
Phillip Vargas looked in the eye of the nobles that scolded him. He wanted to retort, but he gave up.
”Hahaha, we all know Phillip is always like that,” laughed the King, who was not a bit disturbed by Earl Phillip's arrogance.
The King's expression changed to a serious one, ”However, he is right. We have to know something, and we do know something--”
He was interrupted by his brother who sensed something, ”but, what?”
”It is not looking good,” confessed the King.
The King's solemn tone managed to put all the nobles on edge.
In a fit of courage, mentally gulping, the commoners representative, Addison Dale, asked, ”What is it, your highness?”
”At first, we suspected that it was an organization, which is true. We found out that they possess an individual capable of producing a devastating energy beam technique. We realized that the denizens of the fallen cities might not be dead, but instead captured for an unknown reason.”
”But, on our second investigation, we finally identified the type of energy utilized for the Energy Beam technique!”
”What was it?” asked Viscount Hector Dotson.
The King narrowed his eyes in caution as he mouthed, ”Nether Energy!”
All the nobles got the shock of their life when they heard the King.
”What do you mean Nether Energy?!” Henry Bell asked.
”It is not possible,” exclaimed most of the nobles.
”My King, are you sure it was Nether Energy,” eyed Todd Elliot.
The King replied, ”Yes. Believe me, I know the full implication of my words, but it is the truth!”
The reason the nobles were in a panic was due to the significance of the King's word.
It was widely known that cultivators used a form of energy called [Spirit Essence], but what about Netherans?
Do they also use [Spirit Essence]?
Of course, they didn't. They were invaders, they couldn't possibly manipulate [Spirit Essence].
They had their own energy form, which was called Nether Energy!
A vile energy from their homeworlds that embodies the true concept of Netherans, Corruption!
It was the bane of [Spirit Essence]!
The King explained, ”We all know the only beings capable of harnessing [Nether Energy] are the Netherans. I'm afraid this mysterious organization is affiliated with Netherans, that will explain the missing people.”
”If what you say is true, that must mean the mysterious organization is building an army. It could be an army of Zombies or any other Netherans!” deciphered Conan Aztec, the brother of the King.
”This is a threat!” exclaimed Baron Carl Hudges.
”I know. That is why I assembled this impromptu meeting,” commented the King.
”What do we do?” asked one of the nobles.
”How do we proceed? We left our territories” asked another
”I have arranged for the other territories to be protected, while we all stay in the Capital. We must assume the organization means war, as we do not know their goal.”
”Still yet, for them to attack our cities. They must be aggressive and must be punished,” stated Duke Joel Gardener.
Conan Aztec asked his brother, ”Should we contact the other kingdoms, now that the threat of the Netherans is on our neck?”
”Not yet, we must assess the authenticity of this threat, so that we don't falsely alarm the kingdoms,” replied King.
He had thought of every avenue he could branch to, every decision he could make.