A few days later. In a forest in the outskirts of the Capital City of Lanthanor.
Two men wearing shining robes stood beside each other, discussing something in a low voice while waiting for someone to appear.
A few minutes later, a figure in grey robes stepped out of the air in front of them. This man who had just appeared seemed middle-aged, with a clean shaven face and glossy, black hair that swayed in the breeze. His sharp chin took attention away from the hooked nose that was situated below eyes that were a vivid green.
As soon as he appeared, two 1 inch thin needles apparently made of fire came into existence in front of him.
The older man of the two, who had a wrinkled face with long, white hair, gasped in shock as he saw these two needles appear. Fire was something that existed unrestrained. Being able to tame and press it into such a deadly form was definitely something that far exceeded his level. Realizing this, he shook his head at the King as if answering an earlier question that had been asked.
Gesturing with his hand, the man shot the two needles in different directions.
Scorched holes appeared on the trees around them, making the other man, the King of Lanthanor, look around with incredulity.
"One mage using shadow magic to hide himself in a tree 70 feet south west. Another fighter in the tree 90 feet north east holding his breath. Do you want to mand them to leave or should I kill them as a warning?"
A deep voice spelled out the exact locations of the spies they had placed, making sweat appear on the brows of the men who seldom found themselves in positions like these where they were not in power.
Of course, this man was Daneel. The disaster that had occurred previously when he had tried to pass himself off as someone else was still fresh in his mind, prompting him to plan each and every aspect of this meeting thoroughly. Daneel knew that the only way to improve was to learn from one's mistakes, thus he applied himself fastidiously into practicing and perfecting the act that he would be putting up soon.
He bought the Surveillance tool from the system, which allowed him to detect anyone spying on him at a distance of 100 feet in any direction. Also, he had tried out each and every newly developed spell multiple times so that he could use all of them naturally at a moment's notice. After feeling that he was ready, he had municated with the minister to tell the King to e to the forest where he and Elanev had caught mosquitoes.
He needed to establish his position of power as soon as he arrived, thus he had hoped that the King would set up spies to monitor the location. Thankfully, his hunch had been correct, and the two men in front of him were now thoroughly cowed due to his usage of the modified fireball spell.
"Apologies. They were simply placed there to keep a lookout in case any enemies attack. I will immediately ask them to leave."
Saying so in a neutral tone, the King took out a green coin from his pocket and squeezed it.
"It is done. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Richard Lanthanore, King of the great nation of Lanthanor. The man beside me is the Kingdom's Grand Court Mage, Declan. We would like to request something of you that we hope you would take under consideration."
Seeing the King speaking so carefully in front of him, Daneel was reminded of the last time when he was made to kneel with blood flowing out of his mouth. Power was indeed everything. Then, he had been an ant who could be crushed at any time. Now, he was a mysterious personage who needed to be 'requested' humbly.
The old man beside the King simply nodded, still in awe at the incredible plexity of the magic that had just been displayed.
"State your request.
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