Volume I: Chapter 5: The Invitation
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The Final part of the coronation has just begun.
Everyone brought their greetings to the New Emperor having no other choice but to accept the new heir in power.
The introducer announces from time to time in a clear, loud voice every noble that enters one by one to the Royal gathering.
"From the Wintersfields Capital of the Northeast Countryside!! Duke Oliver Canon!!"
Everyone is surprised at the arrival of one of the most famous nobles.
An official to be precise.
The imperial princess' pure cousin and Sigmund's childhood friend.
The future prince to be. The one who is currently engaged to the princess of the Peninsula of Gemma, Princess Minerva. The center of business and trade within the whole Silver Crest empire and also the land of crops and grains.
The crowd started mumbling as he entered, making the atmosphere change and come alive.
Then he went to the Emperor to greet him.
A few minutes later.
Duke George Sheldon from the country on the South West coast arrived. The capital site for the fishery, salt production, and woods.
When the duke entered he started looking for the imperial princess rather than greeting the Emperor first. He has sharper senses in relocating the imperial princess than Duke Oliver himself.
Duke Oliver tailed Duke Sheldon hoping that he might bring him to his cousin the Imperial Princess and luckily he was right.
"Hey Lizzy" he greeted meeting the imperial Princess Lizobelle as he finally found her in the crowd.
"Nothing seems to change" Oliver gave him a manly hug (actually strangling him playfully from behind). "Go greet the emperor, loverboy," Oliver added, pushing him in the new emperor's direction.
He offers his hand and guides her to the balcony so they can properly chat.
"How's Mother?" She asked after a greeting.
"She's fine," was his brief answer.
"And?" She is waiting for more information
"Uhhh... Short-tempered as usual," he said with a jolly expression.
She chuckled sarcastically. "Seems like you're getting used to her," she said as they stopped. The duke went towards the balcony area and leaned backward, anchoring his elbows into the cemented rims of the cemented fences and he relaxed.
"Every official worries about this event." He said as he was enjoying the breeze that fondly caressed his hair.
"The nobles gather for this concern. You know that NO ONE WANTS that guy on the throne" he said emphasizing his disapproval while pointing his thumb towards where the new Emperor is.
"They are on the watch and are very expectant. Everyone knew that the previous emperor was not an i***t on making such a decision and throwing everything into the trash" He said with a solemn tone.
"I remember your face when you saw the incident years ago, It's hard to believe what you were saying even though you had your hands and voice trembling at that time but then I saw the future Great Emperor being pinned down to the ground by ten elite threaders of the empire" His eyes turn directly to her.
"Unfortunately, I can't convince anyone and I don't want to do it either.
I know I don't have to do anything about it. all I can do is to watch him prove himself to them," he smirked.
"So they're coming here to test him if he is worthy enough," he said in a jolly tone and wide grin.
The introducer announced four other names of Nobles and Royalties.
Princess Beatrice Caroline from the Northern Capital of Windsphere, The land of electricity and energy.
Prince Caster Lohann, from the East capital of Coromfield, is the land of Gold, mines, and petroleum.
Princess Shanon Winslet, from West Constantine land of the wide grassland and field for livestock.
Prince Orion Luce Della Sera, from the Southern capital of Fidelpia, is the center of defense, warfare, and military weapons.
"They're finally here," he said.
"Do you want to watch the show, princess?" Oliver said, offering his hand once again to guide her back inside.
Meanwhile inside the gathering hall.
Back in the Center Kingdom, the arrival of the other Royalty and nobles brings an intense sensation that resulted in a thrilling silence.
Everyone gave their salute and greetings to the new emperor and the 4 other nobles.
"We have prepared a beautiful presentation that will take place in the Middle ground garden." Prince Caster said. The Middle Ground Garden is the widest receiving area in the palace. It has enough space for hundreds of guests.
Everyone went to the location to watch the performance.
Prince Caster went to the center of the Middle Ground Garden and then released his sacred weapon for the introduction.
"Atom Corpus," he said unsealing his weapon.
It is a tongue piercing that unleashes the power to transform into another form.
He turned into a beautiful phoenix that flaps its beautiful fiery wings.
The wind that was supposed to hit the crowd was used by Princess Beatrice and made it into beautiful swirling tornados with the use of the Eastern Tempest, her sacred weapon.
Next, Princess Shannon uses her complex type of sacred weapon, the Raven's Heart, and creates figures in the air that amuse the audience then Prince Caster retransforms himself into a vicious beast. Last but not least Prince Orion uses Metal Frost, his sacred weapon to create a perfect armor and weapon for the beast.
The final act is to join together, scattered aiming to kill Emperor Evan.
Emperor Evan dodges the first and the following attacks
Sharp blades of wind fanned from the Eastern Tempest of Princess Beatrice while the beast continuously tried to hit him.
Prince Orion provides chains and metal traps for him. He manipulates metals and other materials and combines and merges them to create a destructible weapon or even release a whole new gear if he wants to.
Metal frost is a blacksmith's sacred weapon.
Simultaneous with those attacks, Princess Shannon makes little illusions that will entice him to the prepared traps.
The audience was all amazed by the show.
Sacred weapons are a work of art in the hands of the right threader.
There is a loud applause, without even thinking that the prey was their new emperor.
'Humans are the greatest beast' The emperor thought.
They made multiple perfect hits but still, nothing leaves a single scratch to their ruler.
"Withdraw from the throne now" Princess Beatrice pointed the tip of her Eastern Tempest against Emperor Evan, commanding.
Everyone united against him.
"Insolent Fool. How dare you point your weapon against me in my kingdom?" the emperor said.
"Whispering Paradox" he uttered, unsealing his sacred weapon.
The Whispering paradox is a rare type of sacred weapon.
"Gravity" he uttered and a strong force pulled the beast prince to the ground that he seemed to kiss the floor. Prince Caster's weapon seals back and return him to his human form.
Prince Orion pulled a huge glaive and merged it into a blade for an axe but even before he was done creating it the emperor spoke. "Paralyze" and the young prince was unable to move.
Princess Beatrice and Princess Shannon saw this and were astonished.
The reason why the Great Emperor hid his second son was because he was his secret weapon.
He was the worst killing machine!
"Pain" he uttered and Princess Shannon shouted in extreme anguishing pain. She fell to the ground and cried for help.
Princess Beatrice is stunned with fear and falls to her knees trembling.
The Emperor walks towards her and pushes her forehead with his pointer. "Sleep," he said and she fell unconscious on the ground.
With just a matter of seconds, "I won," he said and turned to leave.
Everyone was dumbfounded, not even one mouth dared to utter a phrase among the crowd.
No one dares to move nor speak except for the 4 future officials who were trying to pull themselves together from the defeat.
"Sweet" Duke Oliver uttered with cold perspiration and weakening hands and knees.
The imperial princess shook for a moment. "The New Emperor of the Silver Crest Empire..." she muttered.
"The same power that almost killed father" she mumbled.
The 4 nobles went to the 5th primary official.
"Oliver, You did not join us, We can beat him if you were there, " Prince Caster said with a limp body supported by Prince Orion. "We would have won if you were there," he said.
"No. We won't." The duke said.
"Besides, I already accepted him as my Emperor, eleven years ago," he said.
"I know, you wouldn't listen nor believe me if I told you so I let you see it for yourselves," Duke Cannon said and smiled.
Seeing him being pinned down before his very eyes by many elite threaders but still, this is the first time that the Duke had fully witnessed what the second prince is capable of.
It is all crystal clear and now he finally understands.
The party ended.
No one dares to speak anything or even tries to slander the new ruler.
Now Emperor Evans gain the respect of the nobles.
Seems like the Whisper of the Whispering Paradox silences the uttering mouth of the people.
The prince entered his room, he threw up blood but it was not from any wounds or injuries. It is from the usage of his sacred weapon. Such power that no one can even contain not even him and now it was lavish to mankind.
However, it is still incomplete and he is still not capable of it.
- Writer
