King's Palace, Dining Room; A family are feasting together; because this is the king's residence, the dining room is very luxurious, almost the sa as a tennis court. There is a large table in the middle and a huge chandelier.
At the end of the table is a chair resembling a king's throne; on it is a middle-aged man, dreamily thinking about sothing.
She looked at her husband's gloomy expression who had not eaten, and she ca over. "Are you okay, honey?" She held her husband's face with her soft hand tinder arm.
The middle-aged man rubbed his forehead and looked at his wife. "Yes, it's nothing." He held her hand while kissing it. "Let's eat."
Looking at his wife and child, the middle-aged man just shook his head and sighed before finally joining in to eat.
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After finishing their al, the family did not imdiately leave. They waited for a mont to digest the food.
* knock ** knock * the sound of the door was heard. A soldier entered and then bowed in front of the middle-aged man. "Your majesty, we have information regarding the party that will be held."
The middle-aged man was Edward, the current King of the North Kingdom. His wife is Claire, and they are blessed with a daughter nad Elizabeth.
When Edward heard this, his gaze beca excited. He glanced at his wife and child. They understood this and then left the room.
After they left, Edward glanced at the soldier bowed in front of him. "Speak." Although he seed to speak normally to the soldier, his voice was very authoritative and domineering.
"From all -"
Before the soldier continued, Edward cut him off. "Ah, you can stand up." How could I hear you clearly when your mouth is speaking to the floor? Edward felt so embarrassed that he had forgotten such a small thing.
Although the soldier did not feel strange about the king's command, he could feel the change in the king's tone. He then stood up. "Yes, my king!"
"Now, continue."
"Yes! Of all the invitations that began to be sent, none of the families or people refused; they answered by attending the party. But after we searched one by one, one family only sent their child as a representative. "The soldier paused to take a breath and waited for the king's orders.
When Edward heard this, he frowned. As the king, he had lowered his pride by inviting these people. If they only sent representatives; it was like the family did not give him face.
"Continue." This ti, Edward spoke in a louder tone.
The soldier trembled for a mont and heard Edward's voice. "According to the information, this family just arrived at the North Empire 7 years ago. It was the Forr Grandmaster Weston who picked them up and gave them a place to stay.
"The family consists of four people, a husband and wife as well as one son and one daughter. The pair are reportedly carrying out the duties of the next Grandmaster candidate, Noel."
"So they are outsiders, then why send the invitations to their families?" Although this invitation was in Edward's na, the one invited was not him but the royal administrator.
"According to our intelligence, the wife of the family is a Master Witch while her husband has a Dual-Class."
Edward was shocked. He couldn't believe that his teacher could invite a Master Witch. Nice teacher! I'm sorry I doubted your choice. Edward's tone changed drastically to friendly." Okay, no problem, as long as their families attend.
"Continue."
"Further information is a request from Master Grimm."
When Edward heard this, he beca more excited. Grimm was his best friend who rarely asked for anything, even after years of Edward being king.
"Continue." Without realizing it, Edward was smiling broadly.
"Master Grimm asked to marry Elizabeth's daughter to his son, Manson." After the soldier said that, he felt the air around him change, making it difficult to breathe.
* Boom * The large dining table split in two. Edward, who had been calm, suddenly smashed the table with his bare hands. Strange runes engraved on Edward's hands circled him; his pupils were sharp like a ferocious beast, fixed on the soldier standing in front of him.
"My-K-Ing, please control your emotion." He could not stand the pressure the king gave. The soldier then prostrated himself in front of the king while he begged.
Realizing that his emotions were out of control, Edward took a deep breath and let out. "Sorry about that."
"No, my king, I don't deserve it."
Looking at the soldier prostrated in front of him, he said, "Tell Grimm that if he wants to marry my daughter, his son must get direct approval from Elizabeth and also prove that his son is the strongest among the sa generation,"
Edward was not excited like before; he also mocked Grimm's sons because they were too confident.
"Yes, my king, for further information-"
"-Not again, I'm not in the mood to hear it anymore." Edward waved his hand and told the soldier to leave.
After the soldier left, Edward then re-thought Grimm's request.
Why, my friend? Why did it have to be a request like this after so long? Could this be his son's request?
With such thoughts, Edward's impression of Matson changed." Indeed, there was no way Grimm would ask for this."
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In the middle of the night, in the small alley in the outer city. You can see a small child looking at the moon with a body covered in blood and surrounded by several demon corpses. "Looks like this is enough." The boy then approached the last Demon, who was laid on the ground.
"No-No, please spare , please." The demon was another subspecies of the Demon's primary race. It had sheep's horn and fur covered its face, leaving only eyes, nose, and mouth.
"You are all innocent. It just so happens that your existence has a benefit for ."
"No-No-no."
The little boy then cut off the Demon's head. He saw his clothes covered in blood. "Stinky, I hope Alice doesn't wake up in the middle of the night."
That little boy was Desmond; he knew that he and Alice were going to the party, and he couldn't calmly think of the trouble that would befall them.
He then recalled the incident when the Demon attacked Alice. Because his strength wasn't enough to kill all the demons at that ti, he was forced to postpone his plans.
"Status."
[Scanning Host Body…]
[Scan Complete !]
-Status-
Na: Desmond
Gender: Male
Age: 6 years
Race: Human (95%)
Class: Swordsman
Occupation: None
Unique Energy: 14.48 -> 19.48 -> 23.37
Strength : 7.04 -> 9.54 -> 11.44
Agility : 6.52
Stamina : 3.15 -> 4.15 -> 4.98
]
[System Conclusion: Host has killed ten demons. So of the demon's power was also absorbed. This made the Host race beca impure. And also, the Host has t the minimum requirents to beco a Wizard, it is recomnded to find the right technique.]
"Hmm, this is troubleso; if my race changes, maybe a lot of problems will happen to in the future.
"The 20% bonus from the trait is also very profitable for . This ti, only the agility that doesn't increase makes the bonus not work.
"System, check how much more research I've been waiting for."
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Creating a Task...
Used 1 Slot
Status: Working 60%
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[Estimate ti: 4 years]
[Unused Slot 1]
"Well, just a little more.. Okay, that's all, let's go ho now."
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