Chapter 104: What Happened at the Coronation Ceremony (3)
At Kyle’s words that he would simplify the procedures of the Coronation Ceremony as much as possible, Pramo had no choice but to permit it.
And after sitting on the throne, Pramo could feel why Kyle had insisted on simplifying the ceremony.
Savage gazes.
He could feel the blatant pressure pouring toward Kyle rather than himself, the main figure of this place.
“Since you ruined an important event of the newly established kingdom, you should bear the price yourself.”
Srrrng—
Kyle removed the outer layer of his Ceremonial Robes and slowly drew the red sword hanging at his waist.
He had never expected the Coronation Ceremony to proceed properly.
He only hoped that they would not interfere with the shortened ceremony.
Kyle aid his sword at those who were disturbing the ceremony while directing ominous killing intent toward him.
“A new Master should at least greet his seniors, yet you point a sword at them instead. Not only are you impolite, but your arrogant words show your rotten character.”
“I’m not in the mood to greet anyone. Rather than greeting with words, it seems better to exchange greetings with swords, Marquis Sakarin.”
“You impudent brat. A re nobody without even a title from a kingdom that has just been established dares to call
so casually.”
The man called Marquis Sakarin stepped forward and vigorously drew his sword.
“If you want to be treated as a senior, prove it. You’re not such an idiot that you don’t know that for a Master, seniors are only those stronger than oneself, are you?”
“I’ll correct that way of speaking first. Maintaining hierarchy as a senior is also proper conduct.”
Marquis Sakarin drew the two daggers hanging at his waist.
At the clash of their auras, the gaze of Pramo, who sat on the throne, sank deeply.
‘Brother will win.’
He trusted Kyle. The man who would raise the prestige of the Ragnar Kingdom.
Pramo stared at Kyle with eyes filled with certainty.
Then Kyle glanced briefly at Pramo and flicked the sword he had been pointing at Marquis Sakarin.
“I am Duke Kyle Ragnar, Supre Commander of the North of the Ragnar Kingdom.”
“I am Den Sakarin, Marquis of the Kingdom of Harzin. You insolent junior.”
The bearded Marquis Sakarin stood before Kyle and planted one foot arrogantly with a confident expression.
It was not a provocation but blatant disregard.
Looking at him, Kyle murmured in a small voice.
“For now……”
The fact that his opponent had drawn a weapon ant the preparations for a duel were complete.
Those who had ruined this place needed to learn.
Just how desperate and ruthless the price for simplifying the Coronation Ceremony would be.
Papaat—
Kyle jumped high into the air, and the sword with the red blade flashed.
“Let’s just take hits until you die.”
Kyle’s sword rushed swiftly toward Marquis Sakarin.
As red flas surfaced upon the sword, Marquis Sakarin tried to block it by crossing his two daggers in an X-shape.
Kwaaaarrrr—!
A thunderous explosion resounded like a crashing storm.
Kyle’s sword and Marquis Sakarin’s daggers collided.
Perhaps because of that impact, Marquis Sakarin was pushed backward, sliding across the ground.
Moreover, he barely managed to block the rapidly surging blade before he could even regain his senses.
Not only was he completely overwheld in size and power of the Blade, but even the fundantals of refined swordsmanship could not match Kyle.
Under Kyle’s relentless attacks, Marquis Sakarin, who had been defending the whole ti, finally lost his stance.
Seizing that mont, Kyle clenched his fist and struck Marquis Sakarin directly in the solar plexus.
“Guhk!”
“This is just the beginning. All of you should watch carefully.”
Kyle’s cold and chilling voice struck the ears of the Envoy Delegations attending the ceremony.
anwhile, Kyle stabbed his sword into the ground and released it from his hand.
His two fists shot forward without restraint and began striking Marquis Sakarin’s entire body.
Crack—!
The terrifying sound of bones breaking echoed.
As if determined to shatter Marquis Sakarin’s entire body, Kyle’s fists showed no rcy.
It was a brutal sight.
Although Marquis Sakarin had long since fainted after coughing up blood, Kyle’s fists showed no sign of stopping.
This was not sparring but a one-sided beating.
The Masters who had been watching the situation suddenly stood up.
“Stop! Are you really trying to kill him?”
“Ugh……”
At soone’s voice, Kyle stopped the hand that had been beating Marquis Sakarin and grabbed the back of his neck as he collapsed like a log.
Holding the unconscious man upright, Kyle lifted the corner of his mouth.
When Kyle raised his fist toward his chin, Marquis Sakarin was sent flying far away.
“Next.”
After turning Marquis Sakarin into a bloodied wreck, Kyle looked toward the Envoy Delegation.
Duke Jera, who had been watching every single mont of this scene, was left speechless.
‘He’s strong.’
Confirming Kyle’s martial power as he disposed of Marquis Sakarin as if handling a child, he swallowed dryly.
“I said you would bear the price for ruining the Coronation Ceremony. If you’re afraid to co alone, then attack together.”
Fools soaked in peace who rely crossed swords among themselves.
While they had been leisurely preserving their own power through petty duels, Kyle had endured countless crises in the Tylers Empire.
If he lost to Masters whose lives had such different hardships, it would be disgraceful.
The Masters who looked ready to rush forward fell silent.
At that mont, from one corner of the Envoy Delegation, a person with a slender figure that could not be hidden even beneath a robe stepped forward.
“Duke Kyle Ragnar, may I request a spar?”
Kyle noticed the Masters frowning at the woman’s words.
It seed their pride was wounded by the appearance of an unidentified woman after Marquis Sakarin had been defeated without doing anything.
But that was rely the Masters’ petty thinking.
“I permit it.”
“Hehe, judging by your boldness, you truly are worthy of being the Successor of the Frostfire.”
Flap—
Duke Luna threw off the hood she was wearing and infused Aura into the bracelet on her arm.
The bracelet then transford into a long spear and firmly attached itself to her hand.
“Ah, before that, I would like to first offer congratulations to His Majesty Pramo, who has beco the king of this new kingdom. I am Seren Luna from the Tylers Empire.”
As Duke Luna stepped forward, Marquis Kashin also stepped forward and bowed toward Pramo seated on the throne.
“Sein Kashin of the Tylers Empire greets Your Majesty of the Ragnar Kingdom. Congratulations on ascending the throne.”
Unlike the Masters of other kingdoms, the two Masters of the Empire sincerely offered their congratulations to Pramo.
At the sudden appearance of the two, shock spread across the faces of the kingdom Masters.
Then, from behind them, a handso blond man stepped forward.
“I am Adrian Tylers of the Tylers Empire. I ca to congratulate the founding of the Ragnar Kingdom and the Coronation Ceremony, but the atmosphere is quite murderous.”
At a ti when they were already struggling to contain the Empire, the appearance of the enemy commander caused the aura of the kingdom Masters to change drastically.
The atmosphere seed as if weapons would be drawn at any mont to target the Emperor’s neck, causing Emperor Adrian to curl his lips upward.
“Shall we give it a try? The ones who ruined the founding ceremony of a new kingdom now intend to start a war as well? What do you think, Duke Kyle Ragnar?”
Although he had brought two Masters with him, it was obvious that it was insufficient as protection for the ruler of the Tylers Empire, the hegemon of the continent.
That was why the kingdom Masters revealed their fighting spirit toward the Emperor.
However, Emperor Adrian had not stepped forward without a plan.
What he trusted was none other than Kyle.
“At least in this place, no one will touch Your Majesty.”
“I will trust those words.”
With a grin, Emperor Adrian lifted his head and looked up at Pramo.
“Though relations between the previous dynasty, the Daon Kingdom, and the Tylers Empire were not good, I ca here believing the newly established Ragnar Kingdom would be different.”
“Thank you for coming in person, Your Majesty Adrian.”
“What does the king think?”
At the sudden question, Pramo’s gaze sank deeply.
The absolute being called the Brat of Tylers.
With a single command from him, armies numbering in the millions could move.
At present, nowhere on the continent could challenge his authority.
“May I ask what you an?”
“Do you think it is more beneficial to join hands with nations that disregard the Ragnar Kingdom? Or would it be better to join hands with the Tylers Empire, which views the Ragnar Kingdom favorably?”
Facing the possibility that a blade might co to his neck, Adrian still asked while locking eyes with Pramo.
Seeing Adrian’s unyielding confidence, Pramo looked around at the Envoy Delegations from the various kingdoms.
“I believe it would be more beneficial to join hands with Your Majesty, who ca here sincerely to congratulate us, rather than with the rude ones.”
“Hahaha, it seems the king has properly inherited the blood of the Ragnar Family. To look down at
like that and speak so boldly.”
Realizing his mistake after hearing Adrian’s words, Pramo stepped down from the platform.
He slowly bowed his head toward Emperor Adrian.
“That greeting is too much. I would rather not be disliked by my dear friend’s younger brother. Haha.”
At Emperor Adrian’s words, Kyle’s eyes widened to an unacceptable degree.
It was not sothing that had been agreed upon.
Seeing Kyle appear flustered, Emperor Adrian grinned.
“So you haven’t told them yet. Our fates crossed, and we decided to beco friends. Though I worried when you suddenly disappeared for ten years.”
“Ah……”
“I only have two friends. One beca a star in the sky, and the other disappeared for ten years without even a ssage. How glad do you think I was? That’s why I rushed here.”
He rembered telling Jay, the Highest-Ranking Dark Knight, that Ian Kailers had been Kyle’s master, and he made a plan.
Surely there would be spies of Those Who Worship Darkness here.
To sow confusion, it was necessary to firmly establish his relationship with the Ragnar Family.
Of course, he had not ntioned it to Kyle beforehand nor asked for permission.
Perhaps because of that.
Stare—
Kyle glared at Emperor Adrian.
Avoiding his gaze, Adrian extended his hand toward Pramo.
“How about redefining the relationship between the Tylers Empire and the Ragnar Kingdom? Though historically the Tylers Empire unilaterally invaded, let us forget the past and get along well.”
Kyle, who saw through Adrian’s intentions, pressed a hand to his forehead.
‘What a cunning bastard. Are you trying to form a solid alliance?’
Adrian glanced sideways at Kyle.
He was a terrifying opponent to et as an enemy.
Even as a friend, Adrian knew Kyle’s personality well—if the Ragnar Family were hard, he would not hesitate to wage war against the Tylers Empire.
If soone was frightening to have as an enemy, make them a definite ally.
He had to create a relationship where Kyle could officially help the Tylers Empire without any issue.
‘This is revenge for leaving without even saying goodbye. You should struggle a bit, my friend.’
While Adrian laughed inwardly, Pramo signaled Kyle with a determined gaze.
At that look, Kyle let out a faint chuckle and nodded.
If the alliance of the newly established kingdom was the Tylers Empire, it would beco quite a reliable backing.
“I will also consider Your Majesty’s proposal positively for the peace of the kingdom.”
“Thank you.”
It was a surprising developnt.
Not only had Emperor Adrian personally co to the Ragnar Kingdom, but even the indirect ntion of an alliance was even more astonishing.
All the Envoy Delegations looked shocked, but Pramo calmly clasped Emperor Adrian’s hand.
Satisfied with the handshake with the king, Adrian turned his head toward Kyle as if rembering sothing.
“Ah, co to think of it, I heard that so mbers of the Special Operations Unit who survived the Final War ca looking for you to follow the last will of Grand Duke Ian. Is Sir Seros doing well?”
“……”
When Kyle did not answer, Emperor Adrian approached him with a sly expression.
Then he placed his hand on his chest.
“Phew, my heart aches. If I had known that Sir Seros, who is the second strongest after Grand Duke Ian, had gone to your side, I would have stopped it by any ans.”
The Masters had to be shocked once again by Emperor Adrian’s words.
No, it felt as if their minds were going blank.
‘…Another Master of the Ragnar Kingdom was Death God Seros?!’
Not only the Masters but even Pramo widened his eyes in shock.
And at that astonishing mont, Seros himself appeared at the site of the Coronation Ceremony.
“……My lord.”
“……Seros, why are you here when you should be in the Ragnar Territory?”
At Kyle’s question, Seros tilted his head with a bewildered expression.
“I ca after receiving the letter you sent, my lord. Didn’t you say that the Masters of the kingdoms would cause a commotion?”
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