Leon opened his eyes, his determined gaze piercing through the misty blue aura that enveloped him. The zombies were closing in, their moans growing louder, Leon, however, remained unfazed."This wound should suffice. But, let's make it more believable," he muttered to himself.He staggered forward, the wounds on his body leaving a trail of blood as he moved. Although appearing severe, the wound was actually were already starting to heal slowly.A wry smile crept onto Leon's face as he assessed the situation. "Though this might hurt a little."huu*"Release...1% more"Once more, the bracelet adorning his wrist emitted a radiant glow.With measured composure, he entered a calm stride, abruptly blurring into motion. Uttering,"Celestial Might: First Form,"he continued his ballet among the zombie, tapping their shoulders with a grace that defied the groans around him. Although his movements seemed leisurely, in reality, they unfolded at a speed that rendered everything around him languid
Alex sprinted with unwavering determination toward the distant explosion that had caught his attention. Upon reaching the source, his eyes fixated on the figure of the young King, Leon, who staggered with blood-soaked sleepwear. Leon's pallid face and blood-stained lips revealed the severity of his condition."Daniel!"Despite Alex's urgent call, Leon remained oblivious, not sparing a glance in his direction. The gruesome aftermath of the battle unfolded behind Leon, but Alex remained indifferent to the destruction. The fate of the palace building held no significance; all that mattered was reaching the king as swiftly as possible.Beside his father, Zedd observed Leon with deep concern. Recalling his friend Luis' words after the banquet,-"Zedd, I entrust you with the king."-"What?"-"You heard the king, right? He's my brother, even if only for today. Take care of him for me. No, take care of him for my family. I trust you, okay?"-"Sigh, you really handed me a tough responsibility.
The atmosphere in the meeting room was charged with tension. Despite the intense gaze exchanged between Carl and the King, the standoff concluded when the King sighed in resignation."Ha, then what about you? What are you going to do? Are you attempting to rebel in a time when our kingdom is in turmoil like this?" the King questioned."What are you implying, Your Majesty?""...""What does any of that have to do with me?"The attention of all the nobles immediately focused on Carl as soon as those words left his lips. Even the King regarded him with a frown."You—""I'm simply stating that I no longer have anything holding me back. It has nothing to do with that incident, right?"The King took a moment to pause, considering Carl's reasoning."...You're right.""Glad you understand, Your Majesty. Anyway, now that the matter is resolved, I will take my leave.""What— we still haven't discussed the incident yet.""I know. But I don't believe I need to be involved in this at the moment. Y
'Here I am, witnessing a family moment,' Zedd mused to himself, a faint smile attempting to mask the twinge of exclusion he experienced.Not wanting to dwell on it, Zedd decided to interject, "Well, it seems like I'm just part of the furniture in here."Leon, noticing Zedd's attempt to rejoin the discussion, grinned."Your royal highness, it seems like we've turned you into an invisible wall. I feel somewhat sorry," remarked Leon, making an effort to include him.However, for Zedd, who heard his words, a question lingered in his mind, 'Why do I feel insulted?'Leon's words appeared to mock him, yet Zedd had no way of confirming whether they held truth. So, all he could do was accept it as a jest."You really know how to joke around, sir.""Well, I try to make everyone comfortable. Isn't that right, Duke?""Yes, your majesty. Certainly, your joke is suitable for this moment."Taking those words as a signal, everyone then chuckled together. Leon's eyes glanced slightly at the duke, and
Leon couldn't believe the accusations being thrown his way, frustration simmered beneath his stoic facade. He took a deep breath before responding to the Duke's insinuations."Never in my life did I expect to be accused like this," Leon let out an exasperated laugh, its coldness palpable to the listener."Your majesty," Zedd interjected, sensing the tension rising in the room, "I assure you, we are not here to accuse you. We simply want to get to the bottom of this and uncover the truth. I've been trying to quell such rumors, but they seem to persist. I believe we need a decisive action to prove your innocence."Zedd spoke earnestly, trying to make LEon's understand.Leon clenched his fists, trying to maintain his composure.The Duke added, "Yes, your majesty. We understand it's unsettling to face accusations upon waking up. However, we had no choice. Some nobles, favoring the accusations against you, are amassing to search the kingdom for your aide. This is why we need your assistanc
In the following days, Leon was given time to recuperate. The King, Queen, and even their other child paid him visits. The investigation came to a standstill, with no conclusive results despite the involvement of many people. Both the Duke and Zedd came forward to provide explanations, addressing the rumors surrounding Leon.It appeared that a majority of people believed in Leon's innocence. While the rumors persisted, there was little action that could be taken without concrete proof. Hence, after spending a few days resting in the palace room, Leon was permitted to leave if he wished. Unsurprisingly, he chose to do so, having grown weary of being confined."Your Majesty, are you truly departing?" inquired Prince Raon, the youngest member of the royalty, at just five years old. With violet eyes resembling his mother's and orange hair like his father's, he initially seemed hesitant to approach Leon but gradually warmed up."I still have a kingdom to lead, my prince," Leon responded, o
The witch went about her daily routine, bothering the locals and residing near her hut. It was a monotonous existence. She sat outside her home, lounging in a chair, and a sudden thought crossed her mind: "What could that guy be doing right now?"Her thoughts drifted to Daniel, a man who had recently started living with her. In their past conversations, he had made a promise to investigate her mysterious past. Initially, she had agreed, not expecting him to follow through. However, now that he had come as promised and embarked on his quest for the truth, she couldn't help but feel a sense of regret."After all, the adversaries he's trying to confront are not... individuals that an ordinary person like us can easily contend with. It's almost close to impossible."Reflecting further, she realized she knew very little about Daniel's true identity. In their conversations, he never divulged any details about his past, providing only his name."Maybe even that name is false. We can't be cer
The witch, still bewildered by the sudden turn of events, stared at the hooded figure with a mix of confusion and apprehension. The mention of a scent from twenty years ago stirred a sense of unease within her."Twenty years ago?" she questioned cautiously. "What do you mean?"The hooded figure turned to face her, their eyes piercing through the shadows of their hood. After a moment of contemplation, they spoke with measured and deliberate tones, "I encountered a group similar to these pursuers two decades ago. They emitted a distinctive odor—a dark and malevolent stench. It's a scent etched in my memory, especially because they took something precious from me."As the hooded figure spoke, the witch couldn't help but feel a strange connection between their words and the ominous group that had been chasing her. The mysterious past that Daniel had promised to unveil now seemed to be unraveling before her, carried by the winds of fate."Something precious?" the witch probed, narrowing he