XXXX Continent, Seraph Kingdom, inside the Ninth Prince's pavilion.
"An explanation on the war for the throne, huh…" the Ninth Prince muttered as he placed his index finger and thumb under his chin. He then rubbed his chin with both fingers as he asked himself, "Where should I start?"
For a while, Vanadir pondered over Erea's question. Eventually, after taking another sip of his tea, he went ahead and directly looked at Erea before answering, "If I were to sum it all up, the war for the throne is more or less a competition wherein only one team survives."
"Only one team survives?" Erea could not help but repeat the Ninth Prince's words, imagining such a situation in her head. Little by little, her complexion became pale as she could not help but ask him a while after, "Does that mean that…the people that participate in this war for the throne would ultimately die as well?"
After what seemed to be a week of no updates, I have come back in a shameless manner to update this novel. On top of that, it's a chapter regarding Erea. My reasons for doing so?
Uh...I messed up the plot schedule. This chapter was supposed to be up just as Argentum was leaving the Inferno Plains. In other words, the next chapter is related to Erea as well...
I sincerely apologize. The mass release burned me out quite a ton that it led me to headaches for a few days.
I do hope you enjoy the chapter, though.
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