The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1437 - 416: Mercy? You? Demon King? (2)

"Oh? That is indeed interesting. If we have time later, we can certainly discuss it. But for now... please follow me, let's not keep His Majesty waiting too long."

"Yes, of course!"

Leon took a deep breath, easing the apprehension and nervousness in his heart slightly.

After calming his emotions, he quickly stepped forward to follow the steward, each of his steps echoing his frantic heartbeat.

Passing through long stone corridors and arches, the two soon arrived at the Audience Hall of the Royal Palace.

This vast stone hall was as towering as a church, where sunlight streamed through tall stained glass windows, casting mottled shadows on the red carpet.

The dry air held suspended particles illuminated by the sun's rays, devoid of any magic or mysterious aura, with only the solemnity and dignity belonging to power.

On both sides of the red carpet stood knights in light armor, alongside nobles and courtiers in fine clothing.

Some whispered among themselves or remained expressionless, their sharp gazes focused on the solitary figure in the center of the hall, observing with curiosity.

An envoy from the Academic State was a rare sight in the Ryan Kingdom, especially one dispatched by the legendary Great Sage.

Upon the throne, King Theodore Devalu, like his courtiers, scrutinized the young messenger from the Academic State.

This young man had neat flaxen short hair, delicate features, and clear brows. His sky-blue eyes were akin to the Source Magic School's mage robe he wore, radiating the scholar's wisdom and pure brilliance.

However, beyond this, there seemed to be nothing particularly remarkable.

At least through Theodore's eyes, accustomed to storms of far greater magnitude, there was nothing from this youth that warranted more of his attention.

But the token that represented the identity of the Great Sage was genuine. As the King of the Ryan Kingdom, he ought to offer the visiting envoy the respect due.

"...Young mage from the Northern Realm, your journey has been arduous." Theodore spoke slowly, his voice slightly hoarse but still full of energy, "Is Great Sage Duosuke in good health? The northern wind and snow are surely not as warm as the southern sun."

Leon bowed deeply and responded respectfully.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The Great Sage remains in vigorous health, and he sends his most sincere greetings to you and the great Ryan Kingdom. Though the winds and snow of the Northern Realm are cold, the Academic State's passion for seeking the truth burns as fervently as the knightly spirit of the Ryan Kingdom defending its honor."

This poised response made the King nod in satisfaction, a dignified smile appearing on his aged face.

"Very well. Please convey my message for him to take care of his health; his wisdom is the wealth of the entire Empire and His Majesty the Emperor's strongest shield."

"I will convey your words."

Leon nodded respectfully in promise.

Seeing the King's good mood, he seized the opportunity to proceed directly to the main topic and disclose the Great Sage's prophecy.

"Your Majesty, in addition to the sincere greetings, the Great Sage also asked me to deliver one... piece of advice to you."

"Oh?"

Theodore raised an eyebrow and said generously, "To gain enlightenment from the Great Sage's wisdom is an honor for mere mortals like us. Please, speak."

Leon, with his head lowered, delivered the less-than-pleasant prophecy to the esteemed King in the most tactful and respectful manner possible.

"The Great Sage felt, when at the Brass Pass, that the shadow of chaos is approaching your beloved kingdom... He asked me to warn you to be vigilant."

Theodore was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, then let out a hearty laugh, and the surrounding courtiers couldn't help but chuckle.

The shadow of chaos is approaching...

It sounded like a proverb meant to frighten farmers.

Every knight in the Ryan Kingdom knew well when did the sands of the Dimension Desert ever stop blowing westward?

The laughter echoed in the hall, dispersing some of the heaviness in the atmosphere.

Theodore gently wiped his mustache with his sleeve and grinned at Leon, "Young mage, thank the Great Sage for the reminder. But rest assured, the Empire's Brass Pass is impregnable, and chaos' minions would never set foot on our land."

Seeing that His Majesty wasn't fully aware of the seriousness of the matter, Leon grew a bit anxious.

Especially recalling the Great Sage's melancholy eyes, he instinctively raised his voice, making his clear voice particularly distinct in the silenced hall.

"Your Majesty... Do not be too complacent with the majesty of the Brass Pass. The Great Sage told me that throughout history, solid fortresses have always been breached from within. Chaos cannot cross the chasm of the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range, but they will extend their claws to your subjects!"

With these words, the courtiers burst into an uproar.

"Impertinent!" An elderly knight with a grizzled beard gripped his sword's hilt and shouted angrily, "Are you implying that among our Ryan Kingdom's knights, there may be traitors betraying their honor?"

"I, I didn't mean that—" Leon hurried to explain, raising his hands, but was roughly interrupted by the old man wielding the sword.

"What an insult! I challenge you to a duel! A test of... swordsmanship!"

Leon: "??? "

"Hmph, the mages of the Academic State always enjoy fearmongering; I believe it's the northern wind that addled their brains," another gorgeously attired court minister sneered, speaking with an understated yet severe accusation, "Of course, one cannot rule out that they intend to intervene in our kingdom's internal affairs."

"The Great Sage is not that kind of person!" Leon earnestly advocated, yet he was still too inexperienced to contend with this group of seasoned courtiers.