Brazenness Tames the Workaholic Trash

XXXIII

Obelia's palace was as lavish as Rowoon's palace was.

Alver took command of the forces and assisted civilians who had fled the fighting.

The entire eastern and western continents were keeping an eye on each other's movements and allowed the inner palace to be as quiet as possible.

Cale Henituse will not leave his wife's side. He had been holding her hand as he was about to collapse.

The knowledge that her wife is about to die after childbirth, as well as the current situation in which he is unsure whether she will live or die. This is too much even for a man like this cretin and master schemer.

Cale Henituse is on the verge of breaking down.

Rosalyn and Eruhaben were doing their best to keep her alive. But Cale needed one moment, just one signal that she'd live.

"Did you find him?"

"Not yet. We're tracking him down. Sir Felix and Choi are collaborating with the other dragons," Bub said. As Cale's secretary, he's being worked to the bone as usual. Working with the brains of the continents is terrifying enough for him. To be honest, they can form their organization with Cale as its leader. Imagine them creating a dark guild with all sorts of dirty practices.

Bud is a normal human being who is having a hard time with these demons.

What's more, Emperor Claude has also fallen into a coma after controlling Athanasia's mana storm.

It's a dangerous situation. Without anyone to properly lead them, this whole situation is dangerous.

Even if Alver takes the lead, he is just a mere emperor in the eyes of the other leaders.

Every one of them just felt the gap now that Cale Henituse was nowhere to be found.

"For now, let's do our best and trace that man."

Every ruler in every kingdom agreed. The Obelia Senate, led by Duke Robane, also contributes. The Alpheus household, led by the young Duke, assisted as well. Not because of anything, but because that man used black magic to control his father.

It became a real headache for every one of them.

"Black Magic."

Alver ponders. It's different than a black aura, necromancy, dark mana, and dead mana. It is a power that stems from human greed. The four mentioned all came from nature or a person's innate nature. However, black magic was unique. It resulted from engaging in an illegal act or transaction that violated natural laws.

"This is the first time we've come across someone with such power."

"If we compare him to White Star, he could be on par with or even more powerful than him."

"We need someone who knows black magic, or we'll be wiped out with our luck and Cale's absence."

The display of power when he triggered the Mana Storm was enough to make them grovel under his feet.

It was when Felix Robane spoke, "Lucas..."

Alver looked at the knight.

"If I am right, Lucas is the Magic Tower's master."

"The question is, where is he? I haven't seen him since the former emperor attacked the Henituse Duchy," Rosalyn says.

"He has currently vacated the tower," Felix responded.

This is a huge problem.

Everyone exhaled sharply. This is getting even more dangerous and shittier than they thought.