Chapter 341 - Realm Egos Gift. (1/2)

In a brightly lit room the size of a hall, a man stood alone by the window.

Light particles danced around his long golden hair which lazily rested behind his back.

The room had a strange kind of silence permeating throughout. The bookshelves by the walls didn't contain a speck of dust. Strangely, there was no smell of any kind either.

A normal man would find it unnerving just standing there.

The man stood unmoving as he gazed outside with his calculating golden eyes. He indifferently watched people go on about their lives.

Some lived happily, while others starved to death. Some schemed through their whole life while others had no clue about the ruthless nature of living beings when faced with survival. He could see it all. Everything was laid bare before his godly eyes, be it inside the room or thousands of miles away from his castle.

”Is everything done?”

Inside the room, his wispy voice flowed softly. Only those with sufficient skill could perceive the absolute power blended therein, along with a sensation of lightheadedness.

Faced with the question though, the man who had arrived in the room remained calm.

He wore luxurious clothes, knitted with jewels of the rarest quality. His golden eyes and golden hair very much resembled that of the man's by the window. Only he didn't have that calculating gaze and the light glow to his hair.

While the man by the window stood with a posture that gave no clue of his thoughts, the man by the door conveyed nothing short of arrogance, directed at everything but the man by the window.

”Yes, father. I have already circulated the rumors. It won't be long before all the Lords hear of this.”

The man by the window did not reply.

Though seeing that his son didn't leave immediately after, he calmly uttered, ”Speak your thoughts.”

”Father... I don't mean to be presumptuous, but what is the purpose of doing this? Even Mother has not been able to understand your thoughts lately...”

”You can leave.”

The young man kept staring at his father's back with clenched fists. He had so much more to say, but seeing that his father wasn't willing to listen, he held himself back with all the strength he could muster.

'Very well... if you won't tell me, I have my own methods to find out...' thought the young man before turning around with a wicked smile.

As the door closed behind him, the man by the window glanced back with a thoughtful yet cold face. No emotions flashed past his eyes as he diverted them back to the scenery outside the window.

. . .

Back to the faraway lands, in the Realm of Abezan, the Howling Province.

A man lay gasping in the midst of the concrete ground, encircled by a crowd. On a closer look, he was the once genius of the Leonhard Dynasty, Berk Leonhard.

”They are not simple guards!” he shouted as he got up pointing his finger at the man who bested him in under a minute.

”Believe whatever you want. Let's get inside,” the young man smiled the same smile and led everyone back into the wooden house.

Only Ozul and the Elder had not bothered to stroll outside to observe the show. Ozul was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice he and the elderly guy were the only ones remaining in the room. The Elder stared at him the entire time as if he wanted to say something, but Ozul didn't even look at him!

The Elder retracted his gaze with annoyance as everyone came back in.

The young man assumed his original position beside the Elder and smiled at everyone, almost gloating as he could see the original traces of arrogance dissipating from their faces.

”Now now. Don't get depressed. Remember what I told you? You guys are Dragon Eggs. Anyone of you can hatch and soar the skies as if you own them!”

Everyone's attention was drawn to his remarks. It sparked a glimmer of hope in their hearts. They had no idea where they were and being weak meant death no matter where they were. This was the truth commonly recognized by all.

”Yes. There is still something that can help you in this foreign land. That is, what you all call your Mana Core.”

Ozul squinted his eyes and stared at everyone. Indeed, he could still feel everyone's Mana Core. Though how it could help them was something he didn't understand.

Even someone like Zier, who was only a Fighter and not a Mage had Mana Core. He just hadn't progressed as a Mage after forming the Mana Core.