Emperor's Reckoning

King Loewe was clasping his hands inside the throne room. There were no guards present, there were only him and the other four of his subordinates, not even his wife was in the room.

"Three days," muttered King Loewe before he continued, "It's been three days since Gutee embarked to the demi-human closest island."

His eyes turned sharp as he understood what kind of man Gutee was. The distance between the island and the place where he sailed was not that far, three days should be more than sufficient to handle the matter. Even if he was held with something, he would surely contact him and shared the latest news or info on what's happening.

"Do we have a lead?" asked King Loewe.

Supreme Mage Daraoh was about to say something but closed his mouth after considering something.

"If you want to say something just spit it out already!" said Mara.

"Mind your manner! You are in front of the king," Grandmaster Poh was glaring at him with killing intent infused.

Mara raised his eyebrows and veins popped on his forehead, "You want to die old man???"

King Loewe raised his hand to stop them both. Only a mere gesture was all it took to stop the bad blood on his red carpet.

"Supreme Mage Daraoh," said King Loewe with a smile, "Please, your opinion, I believe it would be beneficial to us."

The man he was talking to nodded, "I have a thought, just a hunch of mine."

The room turned silent as Supreme Mage Daraoh's eyes turned sharp, "Gutee, he might have never reached the island."

His collar immediately pulled up by sleeveless hands. His hot-blooded eyes stared at the genius as veins popped up on his forehead.

"Pretty face! Are you saying that he died even before reaching the island?" said Bairong as his dual saber hummed. His gaze was as sharp as his weapons and his standing was sightly.

In the face of such might, Supreme Mage Daraoh's face was unperturbed by the least. Smoke soon permeated out of Bairong's palms but the latter didn't flinch by the pain of the burning sensation.

Both of them were capable of amazing feats but their prowess was in a different field. As a leader, King Loewe's toughest job was to keep them off of each other's neck.

"Alright, Bairong, handle your temper," muttered King Loewe.

Bairong raised his eyebrows before his pupils shrunken. He felt a cold shiver running down his spine before he immediately let go of Supreme Mage Daraoh's collar right there and then. His palms were pitch black however he was more concerned with the instinct he just received a second ago. He looked at the king who was smiling at him before he gulped his saliva and return to his post.

"Thank you, Bairong," said King Loewe with a smile.

"Huh? Uh... yeah," he immediately looked away.

"Now, Supreme Mage Daraoh never said that Gutee is dead. However, as a king, I must not let the possibility slide."

Mara was rubbing his chin before he said, "Probably, there is a huge connection to what's happening to Gutee and the advent of the natural disaster that occur yesterday?"

Supreme Mage Daraoh shook his head, "No, what happened yesterday was not because of a natural disaster, it was more of something from a third party that done it."

Mara twitched his mouth before King Loewe responded to Daraoh's answer, "I have to agree on that one."

He made a fake cough before he continued, "According to my senses, there was a fight between something and something on the sea that resulted in the 'natural disaster'."

He let out a sigh, "Sadly, I'm not strong enough to know what or who is fighting. However, I can definitely tell there was a fight."

Grandmaster Poh intervened, "It might have been a demonic beast. According to the point of the quake, I would say it was the infamous Nightwatcher."

"HAHAHAHA!" Mara's laughter filled the throne room. He held his stomach as his ears received something unbelievable, "What kind of idiot challenged the Nightwatcher?!"

*boom

Mara immediately choked on his own laughter as huge black smoke immediately followed after a loud explosion came from afar.

All of their eyes immediately turned sharp as their battle instinct turned on. Bairong turned around before he looked at the shore at the far end of the island through the open balcony. All of their ships were destroyed without a single one remaining afloat on the sea.

Rue and Lue were humming behind his back before he held them each with his hands. He furrowed his eyebrows as he realized that his hands were also vibrating. (What a terrifying response my twins!).

Supreme Mage Daraoh immediately gathered the surrounding mana after he commanded the archmages in his forces to support him. He wasted no time in preparing for both attack and defense.

Mara spat his saliva before he stood beside Bairong. His mouth was twitching in annoyance but Grandmaster Poh didn't reprimand him this time. The latter was standing beside the king and awaited his command.

The king slowly walked up to the balcony before he stood in front of the others. He furrowed his eyebrows as his eyes turned sharp. The distance was quite far from the balcony and the shore, but his gaze managed to see a little silhouette that was standing amidst the fire.

The pieces of woods were crackling with flame as footsteps were heard despite the loud panic of the pedestrians. His hair was fluttering free but no fire dared to burn it as if nature itself was his ally.

"Oh, you can't see my face?" the silhouette smirked before he waved his hand to the east.

A wild gale was suddenly called before the fire was put out like a lit candle falling into the sea. The figure revealed himself as a tied demi-human was sitting beside him. She looked up at the young man with awe as tears coming out of her eyes and soaked her cheeks.

"How about now?" smirked Lyon as he crossed his arms.