Chương 92: Summoned
"The emperor has already fallen asleep,you will meet with him tomorrow morning"King Maxmillian said immediately he appeared.
Through the transparent curtain,he could still see Seriah soaking in the tub.
Having just informed Tyran of the already sent out letters to candidates for selection of the emperor's Knight he had watched the Emperor stroll in the direction of his Chambers,for the time of his life but instead had fallen asleep thereafter.
The prime ministers handled sending out letters to candidates hundred days after an Emperor's Knight passed away,a Royal decree put in place by the Royal court and the sorcerer's court thousands of years ago.
The letters were usually sent out with or without the Emperor's consent but usually contained the emperor's own candidates along with those of kings and some top generals.
King max blinked and Seriah was already upon him with a knife to his throat.
"I take it the hangover soup worked perfectly".his furrowed lash stared into her eyes.
"Who are you?"Seriah demanded."Are ye not a fifth rank lord".
"What does it matter who I am_"
"It does!"Seriah cut in"If you know not much about me you should at least know I detest being lied to".
The king's face twisted in a dark smirk before teleporting behind her.
"You've got some nerve pointing that at your King's throat".
Seriah lowered her hand and fell on her face.
"Forgive me your majesty I just wanted to confi_"
"Truth be told,you are dumber than you look after witnessing the royal guards recognize me,you still doubt your very own senses".
"Forgive me your majesty".
King max shook his head before backing her.
"Tomorrow I will send in a dress for you....forget tonight,the Emperor I'd already asleep"The king said finally before vanishing from sight.
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Zero stirred continuously on the bed awake with his eyes shut.He was done with his duties and had decided to take a nap but had been lying for hours unable to sleep.
Since Gerald's death he barely talked with anyone except some generals and chief Knights only if he had to,he even called off his squire and the knights training under him.
As the days crawled by Zero spent most of his time indoors gazing into space
Memories of Gerald came flashing in each time he shut his eyes and he wouldn't sleep a day without seeing Gerald's furious face in his dream.
Deep down zero knew Gerald's anger was justified and far greater torment did he deserve for though having not killed his friend with his own hands he had collided with his murders,if only he had known.
He sat up scratching his itchy chest,lit a candle and stared at the barely illuminated wall facing him.
Probably Gerald would rest in peace only when his murders were gotten rid of but without his dark sorcerer powers fighting Dark or any of them was suicide.
With his half baked powers fighting the higher ups might as well be meaningless especially when a king was one of them,he had to get stronger and wait till the emperor's son was cut down, probably along with his father before making his move but In the mean time he longed to see Gerald more in his sleep,he missed him with every passing day.
The sound of a bird hitting the window jolted him back.
Zero got to his feet and threw it open to let a royal messenger falcon in.
The bird landed on its bed patiently awaiting the recipient to loose the red ribbon which anchored a small golden letter in place to it's leg.
The royal messenger falcons were only sent to deliver important invitation from the Royal court.
The Chief Knight stared down at the letter wondering what the contents of the letter was.
Hesitantly,he stretched out a hand and took out the letter instead.
The bird stood at the same spot just as Zero wanted since royal messenger falcons were trained only to leave after their ribbons were taken off,he was intent on putting it back in place and sending it out of his room if the letter contained a distasteful message.
Zero opened it and read.
'Congratulations,Zero Jager you are hereby summoned to contest for the position of the Emperor's Knight '
The Chief Knight's brows furrowed at the boldly written words with the words 'congratulations' and 'summoned'angering him even more.
The back of the letter contained information about the exams for candidates written in smaller letters.
The Chief Knight grunted in disgust when his eyes caught sight of tomorrow, tomorrow was the written exam phase of the contest.
He gripped both ends of the letter, tearing it apart before throwing it at the bird.
Zero stared at the bird angrily resisting the urge to snap it's neck.
He shut his eyes inhaled deeply before bending to loose it's ribbon,setting it free.
He watched the bird fly out the window,craving the very freedom it had or was it really free?
No it wasn't,they were very much alike,appearing to be free but at last returning back to the cage it was sent out from,just like him,a slave of revenge,not by will but by obligation.
He had to avenge the death of his family and now Gerald,the only family he had that was taken from him.
Chief Knight Zero growled as he fell with his back into his bed,his arms clasped behind his head.
He blinked severally then watched the white ceiling stare back at him.
Succeeding Gerald as the knight of the Emperor was beyond torture,he was least deserving of the very position that would end up hunting him all the days of his life.
He didn't want it,would do anything not to have it,but he couldn't escape it since he had been summoned,it was a royal command,one with his name boldy written on it.
Refusing a royal the decree was the same as hanging a gallow over your neck with your own hands.
He recalled becoming the emperor's Knight was a dream Gerald had succeeded in achieving at a young age probably due to his skill and his father's identity,a retired general who had disappeared after his retirement,whose name was still well respected all over the realm.
After Gerald got his invitation,they had both gotten drunk in merriment and staggered all the way home that day.
At least an invitation was by choice and appeal but a summon was a royal command.
Before the selection for the Emperor's Knight,letters of invitation and summon were sent out and to those who got summons their presence was beyond mandatory.
Most were first choice candidates chosen by the Emperor or kings with no other option than contesting.
Just then an idea clicked in his head,the excitement forcing him to sit up straight.
The first phase of the contest was a hand written exam,his key to getting out of this mess.
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