Chapitre 47: Man Behind The Mask

A few moments ago, on the outskirts of the Herish Kingdom, a purple flame traversed the vicinity in a flash. The townspeople who noticed the strange phenomenon recognized what it really was upon seeing its color.

"Damn magician, I'll burn you to ashes once I get back there," cried a voice that echoed in the air.

. . . . .

"E-eldest brother?" Lexel murmured.

Teardrops wet her cheeks as she saw the face of the man standing on the stage.

"Father! My brother has returned," she said while she directed her gaze to the man beside her.

Her eyes were still filled with tears, yet her expression showed joy. However, the king didn't respond to his daughter's words; instead, he stared at the man with the floating grimoire.

Meanwhile, the crowd was stunned upon realizing that the other contender had a resemblance to their prince, Lex. The color of his hair and eyes couldn't deny the fact that the two participants were blood related.

"It's the first prince!" Yelled a man.