The power of gravity was focused on the wings, making the Emperor's body light. This allowed him to fly freely and move faster than normal.
As he continued to fly, he was able to vary the direction of gravity acting upon him, making sharp turns in the air, noticing that the power was more versatile than he had expected.
"Great ability!" he praised, landing on the ground before exhaling a little. "Am I consuming my stamina to use it?"
"Yes," Krune nodded as he replied. "I took inspiration from the Demon Arms and tweaked it a little to make it safer and long-lasting. Even though the exhibited power is weaker than if we used lifespan, stamina could be easily recovered."
"And, your Majesty," Krune continued. "I was hoping for you to designate a family for which I could bestow upon County Arms that would allow them to refine dicines better for our consumption. After all, there's an impending war in our future."
"What else have you planned other than the County Arms for pills?" the Emperor asked, curious about Krune's thought process.
"Four families with County Arms ant exclusively for transportation. One will transport ssages through bird-like creatures, but faster and safer. The ssages would only appear before the intended target, preventing any ssage leaks. Another one will transport people and goods underwater using our river channels. And another will transport people through land in massive chariots as a mobile stronghold. Lastly, another family that does the sa thing, but in midair," Krune replied.
"However, that'll be hard unless they have enough stamina." The Emperor frowned. With his short experint, he noticed the massive amount of stamina consud by the County Arms. So, it couldn't be used for the ans Krune specified.
"That's only in the case if they are used alone." Krune smiled in response, saying, "For the transports, I'll make the County Arms in such a way that a group of them could co together to combine them into a whole structure. This way, they could share the burden and make this a reality."
"Is that possible?" the Emperor asked.
"It should be," Krune replied, not implying it was certain. "There are still so issues that I haven't worked out for them yet. However, they are one of the main things that I wish to achieve."
"You have great insight," The Emperor nodded after that. "Any other ideas you might have?"
"County Arms for dical purposes," he replied. "It'll allow for treatnt to be carried out faster, whether it's amputating infected limbs, cutting open and suturing wounds, and other dical procedures."
"Once you have completed their design and forged them, inform . I'll look into the necessary families for that in the anti." The Emperor gave his word and then walked towards the side, allowing the oldest prince to walk forward and receive his County Arms from Daxia Ting.
Soon, everyone received their County Arms, causing a wave of discussions to erupt as they felt the power brimming within them.
"Your majesty, is it alright for you to be here?" While everyone was busy discussing, Krune approached the Emperor, asking in worry. "Don't you have to be on guard against the Demon sealed within the capital?"
"I've checked the strength of the seals before making this trip," the Emperor smiled as he replied. "Besides, the two Demons in the wild won't be launching an attack right now. They haven't accumulated enough power yet. Then again, there are more than 50 Imperial isters within the capital. It's not sothing they could take down that easily."
"Of course, I've also been monitoring their positions all this ti," Daxia Ting spoke. "So, the mont they make a move, we'll be alerted. Without the two Demons making a move, the rest are of no concern."
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Tap! Tap! Tap!
A middle-aged man that was gradually getting older tapped the table before him, drinking tea constantly. He was a tavern owner, watching the custors constantly streaming about.
So of the custors were calm, so were angry due to their hunger, so were paranoid about the state of things, and so on. It was sowhat chaotic.
"Did you hear? Old Feather and his family were killed by a Yin Beast while traveling to the nearby town," a lean man with toned arms spoke in worry.
"Damn, that's scary. What's the Empire doing these days? So many Yin Beasts and Nightmares are running rampant." The receiver, a lean man with sunken eyes, spoke, his eyes darting about in restlessness. "I feel like a Yin Beast would pop out from a random corner now."
"The Empire has its hands full dealing with all the chaos." The lean man with toned arms sighed, whispering, "It was still fine before. But recently, the massive influx of immigrants from the neighboring kingdoms has caused the situation to beco troubling. Most of the immigrants have halted work in many places. So have even taken up arms to beco thugs."
"Cri rate has been increasing, and in fear of that, common folk like us are afraid of even exiting our hos. Recently, soone in the next street was stabbed to death for a couple of Copper Xiang."
"Brother, do you know what happened to the neighboring kingdoms? Why so many immigrants have been flowing in recently?" the lean man with sunken eyes asked.
"War. What else could it be?" Suddenly, a burly man with a bushy beard interjected, joining in their conversation. "Even though the Empire has warned them repeatedly, the kings of the neighboring kingdoms still waged war with each other. Unsurprisingly, the war turned nasty pretty quickly. To prevent the collapse of both kingdoms, the Empire sent so troops to cull the seeds of war. However, the situation is still pretty volatile."
"Such situations are the perfect birthplaces for Nightmares," he concluded.
As the conversations between the countless custors continued, the middle-aged man, the tavern owner, casually sipped his tea, controlling his urge to smile.
His gaze then landed on the lantern hanging at the center of the tavern, emitting a chilling purple fla. But for so reason, none of the custors seed to have realized its existence, passing by as they continued on with their grievances.
As they continued to talk, their fears, grievances, and all other negative emotions slowly flowed into the lantern, causing the purple fla to turn a tad brighter.
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