Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate



In the throne room of the Crystal Palace…

"After careful consideration, I decided to accept your request," Lady Augustina said. "You can relocate your Guild Headquarters here for a year. However, after a year has passed, all of you have to leave. Also, remember this. I will only protect those who are within my territory.

"If you were to meet the Divine Army of Light outside my area of jurisdiction, it is no longer my concern. Flee or fight, the choice will be yours and your Guild Members'. Just remember that outside my Domain, you are no longer under my protection.

"When the Divine Army of Light comes here to inquire about you, I will give them that answer. Do we have an understanding?"

Lux nodded. "Thank you, Your Excellency. I am fine with this arrangement."

"Good. As long as you understand, then our talk is over." Lady Augustina then glanced at Piccoro, who was standing beside Aur.

"You will oversee their relocation procedure, Piccoro. If the Divine Army of Light makes an appearance while the boy's Guild Headquarters is on its way to our Domain, make sure to tell them that if they don't want me to demolish their Divine City, they'd better mind their own business."

"As you command, My Liege." Piccoro pressed his closed fist over his chest and bowed respectfully. "As long as I am around, not even a rock from that floating island will be touched."

Lady Augustina smirked after hearing Piccoro's words. Among the Saints of the Crystal Palace, the black-scaled Dragon Born was known for being the most hot-tempered. If the Divine Army of Light really got in Piccoro's way, then a battle would certainly take place.

"Allow me to accompany him as well, Aunt Augustina," Aur stated. "Since Piccoro will be there, I'm sure that I'll be safe no matter what."

Lady Augustina pondered for a while before nodding her head.

"Just to be safe, I'll ask six more Saints to accompany you as your guardians," Lady Augustina replied. "Make sure to conduct yourself properly as the Prince of the Crystal Palace, and don't go wandering anywhere without your guards."

"I understand." Aur nodded before shifting his gaze to Lux. "I'll be in your care for a while, Lux. I'm also very curious about your Guild Headquarters."

"Mmm, I'll give you a tour," Lux promised. "Although it's not as grand as the Crystal Palace, it's not too shabby either."

Five minutes later, Lux left the throne room, accompanied by Aur and Piccoro. As they were headed toward the Teleportation Gate located inside the Palace's grounds, they found Gaap, who had been waiting for them.

"Well, did the Steward agree to your request?" Gaap asked.

"Yes, Master," Lux replied. "Are you also finished with your business in the city?"

"Something like that." Gaap smiled showing his complete set of teeth, which had grown back after the Halfling received a part of the World's Blessing that Lux had imparted to him. "Are we going back to the Outer Reaches now?"

Lux nodded, and Gaap stepped aside to allow his Disciple to enter the portal first.

He had already added the coordinates of their Guild Headquarters while waiting for Lux.

Gaap already knew Keoza's identity, so if the Crystal Palace didn't agree to Lux's request, he would certainly look down on the Crystal Dragon, whose soul was residing inside the Dragon Token.

Lady Augustina still hadn't returned the Dragon Token to Lux and simply told the Half-Elf that she would be keeping it for a month as compensation for agreeing to the Half-Elf's request.

The red-headed teenager didn't mind this condition since it was only for a month.

Aside from relocating his Guild, the only place he intended to go was Agartha. The key in his possession allowed him to teleport two more people alongside him to the Legendary City near the Core of Elysium.

However, aside from his Master, he didn't intend to bring anyone else with him.

Just like Karshvar Draconis and the Crystal Palace, the Kingdom of Agartha was an SSS-Ranked Kingdom.

This meant that there was a Supreme guarding it. Since Lux and Gaap had their ways of escaping on their own, the Half-Elf deemed it best to not bring anyone else for their own safety.

A minute later, Aur and Piccoro gazed at the unfamiliar scenery in front of them.

The black-scaled Dragon Born frowned, seeing that the place was not up to his standards.

Although he had to admit that the Palace made up of white marble looked impressive, there was nothing else that caught his interest.

The construction that was going on at the base of the mountain did not pique his curiosity either. For Piccoro, every Low Lander city looked the same, even if it were being built on a floating island.

At that moment, a familiar voice called out to the Dragon Born Saint from the Sky.

"Uncle Piccoro!" Cethus shouted before landing on the ground a few meters from his uncle. "What are you doing here?"

"I am here to supervise your Guild's relocation, obviously," Piccoro snorted in disdain. "Still, I never thought the day would come that you'd become a Ranker. I thought you'd be stuck in the Initiate Rank all your life."

This time, it was Cethus' turn to snort. "How can that even be possible, Uncle? A genius like me is bound to soar to greater heights. Just you wait, in a few years, I'll also become a Saint."

"Hah! If you become a Saint, I will be the one to call you Uncle." Piccoro sneered. "You dumb brat can only be a High-Ranker at most."

"Hahaha! Very well. I'll make you call me Uncle, Uncle Piccoro," Cethus replied. "This only makes me want to reach that rank sooner. Just imagining you calling me Uncle is already giving me goosebumps."

Without any warning, Piccoro bumped his fist on Cethus' head, making the arrogant Dragon Born cry out in pain.

"The only bump you are going to get is a bump in the head." Piccoro scoffed.

Lux and Aur watched this scene with smiles on their faces. Although it seemed like Piccoro was looking down on his nephew, Cethus, one could feel how close the two of them were despite the rude words that both of them were hurling at each other.