บท 1001: How Do you Even Get the Job Lyon?

Nyi's hands shook as he held the weight of the formal invitation letter. His eyes traced the elegant calligraphy, each word carrying the gravity of the impending events. The realization settled upon him like a heavy cloak, the knowledge that the tides of war were rising, threatening to engulf the land he held dear.

Leander, his father, watched Nyi closely, sensing the mixture of trepidation and determination that played across his son's face. He placed a comforting hand on Nyi's shoulder, his voice filled with both concern and resolve.

"What do you think, my son?" Leander asked, his voice gentle yet tinged with the weight of experience. "This summit carries great danger, and the decisions made there could shape the future of our kingdom. But it is a burden you must bear as the king of Elyrianth."