บท 421: King Lawrend Horiel-Undrasil

Lawrend left the Royal Castle with the crown on his head. He rose high up at the center of the city.

Instantly, the eyes of everyone that was at least a High Mage could see him. Some had to squint their eyes to see him.

At that moment, Lawrend quickly thought of a way to propagate his voice to the whole city. He looked through his memories for a few minutes before he finally remembered something.

Throughout those few minutes, the citizens in the city felt breathless. They were all nervous about the future of the kingdom. They were all judging if he was worth it to be their new king.

Lawrend raised his hand up into the air with his palm facing the clouds.

*BOOM!*

A huge web of lightning exploded from the palm of his hand and covered the whole sky of the capital city.

Sound is made up of the vibration of air. It can be made through many different techniques.