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footsteps. The large door made of gold flung open and in came running a young soldier dressed

ne that sat in the middle of the room, sat a man with folded legs and clo

the guard who had interrupted his quie

war. They are on their way here as

ng that the palace gate had been broken into but this time, King Garren didn’t open his eyes, nor did he listen to him. Two more guards came, starring at their king who was without worries despite the war that was eating his p

e the elite soldiers

uidly to one of the gold stools and made

he was being ignored. “Ignoring me will not save you now, Garren. In

ello, Draven.” He greeted with a sly smi

e pep talk. I ne

creased, “Jade seal

sword and slayed the guard nearest to him, “How a

you, you can take the jade s

e king with the tip of his blade touching the ne

be able to escape death by the hands of this vile man but it wasn’t like he wasn’t expecting it anyway. With a last smile, he began to silently mutter some strange words. At first, Draven had thought he was trying to protect

s transferring the j

d by the side, helplessly till the process was over. The minute the red light disappeared, he rushed to the man’s side, unshocked by his physical changes. Aside strength, the jade

do, Garren?!”

, he puked out blood from him mouth and clutched his chest in pain, “The throne of

was scared of this truth, “In W

e its owner access to every power in Wyvern, including access

couldn’t stop now. His obsession for the throne of Wyvern had made him kill his father and take over

of him. That was the consequence of transferring the jade seal without the proper process but he was glad. At least, he didn

s

re, the one whom the seal chose. The chosen one. I hope you would save this kingdom from

rself, old man, you are still goi

e for you in hell.” He had barely finished his statement when his he