Chapter 117: Meeting with the King

Gray had just agreed to talk!

Would Arthur finally be able to get some answers on what was happening to him?

He was fine now… but the prince knew how quickly his health could take a turn. He could never have predicted that the Trident of Fire would 'attack' him… and yet it did, draining him of all his flame essence.

Arthur was unsure whether this had anything to do with his low mana reserves the next day but running out of mana had been another excruciating experience.

Who was to know what else could happen a few hours from now?

Since starting at Barthlorn, getting hurt was becoming a recurring theme.

Arthur shook the thoughts off, 'Fifteen minutes,' he chided.

The white-haired boy rushed to the bathroom and blew through his morning routine like a whirlwind. Brushed his teeth, washed his body, and dressed up in his uniform.