Chapter 688: A Lavish Receiving!

Without hesitation, one soldier pressed his palm to a crystal orb hanging from his belt. The orb flickered, and within moments, a voice echoed through the air.

"Storm Knight," the soldier reported, "we've located Kent. He is on top of a golden castle and it is descending just beyond the eastern ridge of the desert."

"Hold your position," the Storm Knight's voice responded through the orb, calm yet commanding. "Do not engage. I will arrive shortly."

As the connection cut, the soldiers exhaled in relief. "Finally," one muttered, "the search ends today."

Moments later, a silver streak tore through the sky, descending rapidly toward the music hall. The very air seemed to ripple in its wake. In less than a minute, the Storm Knight landed gracefully at the base of the palace. His cape billowed behind him as he walked forward, exuding an aura of calm power.