Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Nothing eventful happened, so Alaric was able to complete his daily mission five tis. If he hadn't had to do so administrative tasks, he would have completed more.
With his efforts, he managed to increase his mana from 460 to 470 just from his mana training alone. He also received 15 stat points for completing five daily missions.
Alaric distributed them directly to his mana, pushing it to 485.
I can advance to the next realm in a few more days, but is it safe to advance here? Advancing to the Mythical realm would cause an unusual phenonon that would attract the attention of many people. He had seen it during his father's advancent.
Alaric was afraid that he would be targeted during his advancent.
Should I advance here or wait until we return to North Pine Town?
He pondered deeply.
While he was imrsed in his thoughts, a notification suddenly popped up in front of him.
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Mission: Conquering Harune III
Mission Difficulty: Easy
Donovan Cleavesnow has comnced the execution of the mbers of the Harunian Imperial Family under the direct orders of the Astanian Emperor. The execution was carried out in public and was witnessed by many citizens of Harune.
The people are now filled with uncertainty about the future of their nation. Give them hope by choosing a new ruler who will take the helm and correct the mistakes made by the previous rulers.
Rewards: 200 Battle Points, 20 EXP, 20 Stat Points
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Seeing this notification, Alaric narrowed his eyes.
So that ans all of them are dead, including their crown prince.
The crown prince of Harune coveted his mother's beauty so Alaric hated him to the core. His death brought him relief and satisfaction.
With a faint smile, he headed back to the mansion.
"Your Highness!" He heard an urgent voice just when he was about to step inside the mansion.
He turned around and saw Aldrin running towards him, his face covered in sweat.
"What happened?" Alaric furrowed his eyebrows.
Aldrin stopped in front of him and took a deep breath. "The imperial army is coming! With their marching speed, they should reach Midgard before nightfall."
Alaric's expression lit up. "Oh? They are finally here, huh? I thought we had to wait for another half a month."
Aldrin was also excited. The arrival of the imperial army ant that they could go ho soon.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Alaric chuckled when he saw Aldrin's excited face. "Tell everyone to prepare a banquet for our guests. They must be properly welcod. Do you understand?"
"Your servant understands! I will inform our people right away." Aldrin nodded eagerly.
"If you need more manpower, just tell Yvanna. She will give you everything that you will need." Alaric reminded him.
After giving him a few more instructions, Alaric headed inside the mansion to make his own preparations.
He wanted to be presentable by the ti the guests arrived.
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Evening ca and the highly anticipated guests showed up. They were the military officers of the imperial army.
Dressed in his formal clothes, Alaric welcod them at the entrance of the banquet venue.
"Welco, everyone! I know you are tired from the journey so I had everyone prepare a banquet for you so that you can get to relax with so food and entertainnt." Alaric greeted the imperial army commanders.
All of them were Transcendent Knights. So were already renowned warriors whose nas were etched in the Astanian Dragon Leaderboard, but there were also a few of them who weren't in the leaderboard.
I don't know any of these people. They must be the experts secretly nurtured by His Majesty.
He could tell that these unknown experts were strong. If they had chosen to publicize their strength, they would be in the top 20 in the leaderboard.
There was one particular warrior who stood out from them all. It was an old warrior with a gnarly scar on his neck. He looked incredibly intimidating and he always wore a serious expression, making him seem unapproachable.
At this mont, Redden suddenly approached him and whispered into his ear.
"Your Highness, that old man is the Commander of the Dragon Guards. Most people don't know him. Even the high-ranking aristocrats don't know anything about him."
"The public recognizes Lord Christon Evander as the strongest Transcendent in all of Astania, but in truth, it's that man. His na is Tristan Stonefist."
"Stonefist?" Alaric raised an eyebrow. He hadn't heard of a prominent household that carried this na.
Redden nodded, his face looking grim. "That's right. His Majesty bestowed him this surna because Commander Tristan's fists literally hit like a stone."
"Oh? Really now?" Alaric was intrigued by this.
He used his Appraisal on Tristan and was left stunned by the latter's attributes.
Insane… I thought Galanar or Caecus was the strongest Transcendent, but this guy… I think the three of them are on the sa level!
Noticing his gaze, Tristan glanced in his direction.
When he realized that it was Alaric who was looking at him, Tristan nodded respectfully.
Alaric returned the gesture with a nod of his own.
This guy is also an impressive warrior. It seems like I have underestimated the depth of Astania. To think that there are hidden experts like this man…
The banquet program began after greeting the guests. Various local perforrs perford on the stage.
While the performances were ongoing, Alaric interacted with the imperial army commanders, including Tristan. He wanted to befriend these people since he might have so dealings with them in the future.
To his surprise, he found out that Tristan was friendlier than he seed. The old warrior beca more talkative with the influence of alcohol. He even joked about Redden who was the forr Deputy Commander of the Dragon Guards.
"Your Highness, let tell you. When Redden was still young…"
"Commander, stop exposing my dark past!"
Redden could only facepalm himself in embarrassnt.
The banquet hall was filled with laughter.
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