Bab 23: The King
[ Name: Ren Arken
Age: 14
Race: Human
Strength: 500
Agility: 10, 000
Vitality: 2, 000
Mana: ~~~
Spiritual: ~~~
Intellect: 1, 000
Unique Skills:
-magic cards -appraisal -evil gaze -strengthen -leap -basic magics -fire magic -Fire Archmagic -illusion magic -water magic -light magic -nature magic -Grimoire of death -Real Clone [Heavenly Slime] -Eye of Wisdom -Sword God]
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Adventurer
An adventurer has become a highly targeted profession. The smell of nature and adventure piqued the interest of every adventurous soul in the world.
There is a condition to join the adventurer guild, it is to be a graduate from a magic academy.
-Adventurer book, Grandaria Library, Grandaria Capital
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---A Certain Person's POV---
Night.
I could feel the cold night breeze from my feet to the tips of my head.
The wind was strong and made me shiver as if telling me a huge catastrophe is going to happen.
This kingdom.
This Grandaria Kingdom.
Is in grave danger.
The nobles oppressed the people, the soldiers submitted to the money of the nobles, and the queen was busy protecting her throne. The queen and the nobles' disputes of power are getting hotter day by day.
With the absence of the king, some greedy nobles with high prestige are aiming to collects power and to take the throne. The queen and the nobles are too busy in their game of power to realize that their surroundings are changing.
Big war, is coming.
A kingdom without a king is like a headless spider. Helpless.
And there is me.
Chris Godwinson.
The weak and young king who was told to continue hiding by the queen.
Gazing the capital high from the inn's balcony always manage to calm my heart down.
* Tap Tap *
The sound of footsteps can be heard clearly from a distance.
Closer.
Closer.
And suddenly the sound of footsteps could be heard getting louder and suddenly.
* Whoooosh *
A tip of a sword, aiming at my head, which was hurdling towards him so fast that the air appeared to rip in front of it.
"Spirit of winds, protect me..."
*Sound of metals collided*
The tip of the swords stops immediately as it was blocked by a shield right in front of my forehead.
"O Spirit of winds, tear my enemies to shreds"
*Whoosh*
Dozens of wind blades tear the assassin that tries to kills me. Life as a king is not that simple, especially if you need to live like a king that always hides all along of your life.
"Your majesty! Are you alright!?"
My trusted royal guard, Yogul, came to me panicked.
"It's okay I'm going to go back to sleep."
"Clean, and throw the corpse. Stay guard from inside the room, in case more assassins will come." I instructed.
Yogul bows a little and starts to clean the corpse immediately.
I came into the room and laid my back to the bed.
*Sigh*
That castle, that throne, I need to be stronger and take it as quick as I could.
For the sake of the people.
For the sake of the kingdom!
Hadiah
-- Hadiah diterima Status Power Mingguan
-- Peringkat
Power 
-- Power
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