As the coronation ceremony of the new king approached, tension and excitement filled the air. The kingdom had recently undergone a change of leadership, and with it came a new era of prosperity and progress. However, there were still those who opposed the new king and his policies, and tensions were running high.
On the western continent, excitement and fear boiled over. The new king of Roxan was only a 20-year-old youngster who had yet to make a name for himself. Although he was considered one of the most talented people in the continent, no one had witnessed his power before. Unlike his siblings, he had not appeared in battle even once, despite being a crown prince.
"Such an intriguing event, don't you think the same, Hakata?" The young man holding a sword said with a smile. He was looking at the man with a silver naginata. The man was in his 30s and had a giant scar around his eyes. Other than that, he was quite handsome.
"You are distracted again, Karl. The king will scold me if he knows about your training," Hakata replied while putting his weapon down. He threw the gourd of water to the boy and drank his own.
"But he is considered to be my rival, and he became a king before me. Isn't this bad for me?" Karl said, showing his frustration on his face. As the crown prince of the Stormwind kingdom, he possessed immense talent compared to his ancestors. He had a huge capacity of mana, and his brain was brilliant enough to learn any martial technique, whether from the south, east, or north.
Hakata rolled his eyes with an annoyed look because he thought Karl was an immature brat. He had met Constantine before and recalled his temper and eyes. Those eyes were not normal; they were the eyes of a predator waiting for its prey to enter his claws. He was a meticulous and scheming person. Contrary to Karl, who was an honest and daring person. He despised people like Constantine and valued people like himself.
"You have been serving my father for 15 years. You know I am stronger than my father was at my age. Besides, no one can surpass my talent in this country," Karl spoke, showing his confidence in the matter. He was not joking about his power.
"That is because no one dared to attack us because of our wind legion and anti-mages. With the help of the arcmage and myself, the kingdom had very few contenders," Hakata spoke while folding his arms. His muscles appeared under Karl's gaze, like they were taunting him. He looked at his own white arms and then back at Hakata's bronze ones. The difference between their muscle mass was significant. Moreover, he looked at Hakata's other muscles with envy. No wonder he was called the vanguard of their kingdom.
Meanwhile, in the far east of the western continent, the little country known as the flower country of peace was preparing to send their envoy. They were wearing purple-colored robe-like clothes, unlike other west countries. Their clothes resembled the peaceful eastern continent and the harmony of nature since they mostly consisted of eastern continent people.
The gorgeous lotus emblem was hanging around her chest as the girl danced in the street. Her silky black hair and snow-white skin were enough to melt away any cold man's heart.
"Young mistress, you can't dance here. You are going to ruin your clothes before the ceremony. The clan leader and the king will scold you if they see this," the elderly woman scolded her while dusting her clothes. The girl raised her dress and showed her tongue.
"I am Luo Nana.No one can scold me as long as grandpa is alive. Even father can't do that," Nana said, showing her mischievous side as she circled around the newly bought vehicle. She was extremely curious about this technology because their country wasn't as developed as other countries, despite their wealth. Merchants preferred their neighboring country, the Republic of Zatan, over them because it was more convenient and free. However, their kingdom had more security and power due to the fact they had great 6 clans in their territory. No one was courageous enough to face their wrath.