Intis Palace, thousands of kilometers away from Ashbourne County.
Puchi!
A man withdrew a dagger from an old man lying peacefully on the bed. This man standing in one of the most guarded rooms in the northern high plains was none other than Reuel Zaur.
And the man he just killed was none other than King Zaur. The king of the Intis kingdom had been assassinated by none other than his own firstborn!
Casually cleaning off the blood with the bedsheets, Reuel sighed. "Rest well in the spirit world."
He leaned forward. "Before I dominate it." He scowled with a smirk.
Suddenly, a crimson light appeared in his father's chest, causing him to frown.
"What is this—!"
Boom!
It blasted out of the room, exploding in the night sky. The moment nobles and high officials saw it, they trembled.
"The king!"
Reuel clenched his fist tightly, his arm trembling without stopping. "This old, shrewd man!"
Bam!