บท 352: Each tribe to their chosen ruler.

Neither king Richard nor commander hardstone was aware that their conversation was being listened to by elder Baldie within the walls. 

"Lord Manu Madayaki! It is just as you predicted..." he whispered softly as he receded into the darkness 

However, it was not just one person eaves dropping on the king's conversation with his guards. They were others too.

As the moonlit night cast an ethereal glow over the kingdom of Vandoria, and king Richard reclined on his regal bench, deep in conversation with his trusted guard, commander Hardstone, something else happened. 

Unbeknownst to them, a mystical force was about to be unleashed in the form of a totem shaped like a grasshopper, perched inconspicuously on the corner of the bench. This totem, a conduit of very strong spirit energy, bore witness to the royal discourse and, with a subtle twitch, came to life.