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Guardian Gregory's gaze was fixed on Glacie.
Overwhelming strength.
He could tell at a glance that she was not human.
'A dragon? A demon?'
What kind of being could casually appear in the Second Guard garrison and exude such overwhelming power?
Cold eyes. Cold voice. Cold aura.
'Wait. Glacie... Glacie?'
Gregory hurriedly removed his sword from Davian's neck.
"Could you be... Ice Spirit Glacie?"
"Oh, right. There are still humans here who remember me?"
Thud.
Second Guard Captain Gregory Garrett knelt on the spot.
"We greet the great spirit, a friend of Eriam, the first king, and the first contributor to the founding of Alkancia, Glacie."
"Oh, you even know the greeting perfectly? You've been studying history, haven't you?"
The plaza was filled with confusion.
While the guards who had drawn their swords at Glacie were wondering what to do,
The First Deputy Commander knelt down.
"We greet Glacie!"
Following him,
"We greet Glacie!"
All the guards knelt and bowed their heads.
Some had heard of Glacie's name, and some had not.
Only one guard, the one who had been shoved by Glacie, couldn't kneel and was groaning.
And one more person didn't kneel.
Glacie's friend, Davian, said.
"See? I told you this would happen if you took it without saying anything. See this rope? I was caught and brought here like this."
"You can untie that much, can't you?"
"I can't. It's a rope with enhancement magic on it."
"Is that so?"
Glacie brought her finger to one side of the rope.
Crackling.
The rope binding Davian froze solid.
"Now I can't untie it even more. It's even harder than before."
"Wait there."
Glacie brought her finger to it again.
Crack. Clang!
The ice that thinly surrounded the rope shattered.
At the same time, the enhancement magic on the rope was released.
"All done?"
Davian flexed his arms.
It was definitely a normal rope, unlike before.
If it was a normal rope, no matter how thick it was, it couldn't bind Davian.
Snap, snap.
The rope tore apart, and he was free again.
Davian stretched his body.
Glacie carefully examined Davian.
"You've gotten so much stronger in the meantime, Davian."
"I told you I get stronger quickly."
"It's nothing compared to when we first made the contract. My power in the human realm has also grown that much."
"Then explain now. That gauntlet is yours."
"It's not mine?"
"What? You said it was yours. That's why I just brought it."
"It's yours now, Davian. I gave it to you."
Glacie reached out her hand.
The gauntlet that Captain Gregory had dropped to the floor as he knelt was sucked into Glacie's hand.
After handing the gauntlet to Davian,
Clack, clack.
Glacie walked towards the captain.
"Hey, yellow armor."
"Yes! Glacie."
The man called Yellow Armor was none other than the captain of the Second Guard of the Alkancia Kingdom.
It's not that he was afraid of Glacie.
He was a figure who had reached near the pinnacle of his martial prowess.
And all the unit commanders, who could be said to be the core figures of the Second Guard, were gathered in this place.
If they decided to fight Glacie, they couldn't say they couldn't.
Of course, they would have to be prepared for enormous damage.
Nevertheless, the reason they were kneeling and bowing their heads was.
It was the effect of rote learning.
Thanks to a father who was particularly loyal to Alkancia, he had heard the same thing over and over since he was young.
Ice Spirit Glacie.
Friend of the first King Eriam Alkancia and a meritorious subject in the founding of the Alkancia Kingdom.
All Alkancia citizens must show respect to Glacie.
When she appeared on the battlefield, ice rain fell from the sky.
When Glacie appeared on the battlefield, the tide of war completely tilted towards Eriam Alkancia.
The effect of this rote learning created the current situation.
"Escort me to your king."
The surprised Captain Gregory raised his head.
"Yes?"
"Escort me to the king. I've come this far, so I'll see his face once. And make sure who the owner of this gauntlet is."
An ordinary evening in the palace.
Except for the fact that the Second Guard had been dispatched to capture a criminal, it was no different from any other day.
But.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
Aide Henry Lucas was running through the palace corridor with his feet on fire.
The head butler and butlers followed behind him.
Even as he ran, panting, Aide Henry's orders continued.
"Is the audience chamber set up?"
"I ordered that tea, refreshments, and alcohol be kept on standby!"
"Is His Majesty coming?"
"He must still be preparing."
"The First Guard!"
"Most of the troops have been deployed inside and outside the audience chamber. The rest have been deployed throughout the palace."
"It may be a fake. Even if it's real, we don't know what harm it will do to His Majesty. Prepare perfectly! But the atmosphere can't be stiff! It must look like a splendid welcoming ceremony. The corridor!"
"All the paths leading to the audience chamber have been decorated with flowers and lit up."
Thud.
The aide stopped running.
"Are you crazy! The one coming here now is a spirit! And a high-ranking one! Don't you know that spirits love forests? Decorating the way with cut flowers? How is that different from laying a red carpet with the corpses of friends!"
The face of the butler who had just answered turned pale.
How did he get his title of Count?
He might lose it like this.
"I'll go and order them to clean it all up again!"
"Hurry!"
Thirty minutes after all the lights in the palace were brightly lit.
Everyone working in the palace, regardless of their status, was busy moving.
The Second Guard Captain, Glacie, and Davian were heading to the audience chamber, passing through the tall and wide palace corridor.
"It's become big and fancy, but I liked the old palace in Elton City better. How should I say it... It was more antique and dignified. Who on earth moved the palace to this city and built it like this?"
"I heard it was an inevitable decision because they were trying to rule the entire continent."
"Is that so? That may be true. Anyway, you know a lot and you're polite. Yellow Armor. I like you. What's your name?"
"Thank you, Glacie. My name is Gregory Garrett."
"A member of the Garrett family. An old loyal family of Alkancia. Right?"
"Yes. That's right. We are one of the families that have been serving the royal family since the founding of the kingdom."
"You said you were the captain of the Second Guard? Then are you the second strongest in this palace?"
Captain Gregory hesitated for a moment.
"If we're just talking about swordsmanship, that's probably the case."
"In the entire kingdom?"
"I don't know about that. First of all, there's Hugo Molton, the greatest swordsman on the continent..."
"I see. Then Davian!"
"Why?"
"Can you beat him?"
If he uses all his skills...
He doesn't know.
But the opponent is a middle-aged swordsman who is about Davian's father's age.
Moreover, he is the captain of the Second Guard.
There is no need to try to be arrogant.
"Hey. How can I beat the captain?"
"Right? It looks a little ambiguous to me too."
The captain's eyebrows twitched briefly.
Soon, he returned to his calm expression.
But his true feelings were not like that.
'Ambiguous? Is it ambiguous whether that little brat can beat me or not?'
The opponent is Glacie, a meritorious subject in the founding of the kingdom.
He can't show any discomfort.
"You've contracted with a great student, Glacie."
Glacie laughed heartily.
"Right? I didn't even know he would become this strong when I first contracted with him."
While Glacie was excited alone, the three arrived in front of a huge door.
A door that looked over 5 meters high.
It was full of ornate patterns decorated with gold.
Captain Gregory said.
"Beyond this door is the audience chamber. My role is up to here. You can go in."
"Thanks, Yellow Armor."
Glacie waved her hand once.
The huge door opened smoothly.
"Let's go in, Davian."
Clack, clack.
The sound of Glacie's high heels echoed in the audience chamber.
Long windows were on both sides of the wide room.
In the front, there was a wide staircase about one story high, and a throne was placed on it.
The First Guard Captain, the Royal Chief Mage, and the Aide were standing below the stairs.
Alonso Alkancia, the king of the Alkancia Kingdom, stood up from the throne.
Alonso bowed deeply.
This was the king's audience chamber.
This was the first time he had bowed his head, not to mention getting up from the throne to face the person who had come to have an audience.
Of course, what came today was not a person.
"We greet Glacie."
Glacie walked to the center of the audience chamber and carefully looked at the king.
Davian knelt on one knee on the ground and lowered his head deeply to observe royal etiquette.
"That's right. Eriam's bloodline."
"I am Alonso Alkancia, a descendant of the first King Eriam Alkancia."
"Nice to meet you. It's been a long time since I met the king of Alkancia."
"It is an honor to be able to meet Glacie in my generation."
"Thank her for that. It's all thanks to Davian."
The king's gaze turned to Davian.
He was a student he had received several reports about.
"I heard you use both magic and swordsmanship?"
Davian raised his head.
"Yes, that's right."
At that time.
The aide standing below the stairs shouted.
"Insolent! To dare to raise your head and look at the royal face at your first audience!"
Davian looked at the aide once and then slowly lowered his head again.
'He must have seen a king before.'
He has been living a 10-year life here.
He doesn't know royal etiquette.
It's the first time he's even come into the royal inner chambers.
Kneeling on one knee and lowering his head is something he saw in a book.
'He became successful thanks to Glacie.'
Glacie opened her mouth.
"King. You know that I gave the Ferrarius gauntlet to Eriam, right?"
"Yes, I know."
"That's mine. I personally commissioned Ferrarius to make it. So I can take it, right?"
"Of course."
"And I gave it to Davian again. So know that this gauntlet is Davian's now."
"Do as Glacie wishes."
"Good. You're a king who can communicate."
The king slowly opened his mouth.
"But Glacie."
"Hmm?"
"May I ask why you, who haven't been seen for a thousand years, have reappeared in the Alkancia Kingdom?"
"Why?"
Glacie tilted her head.
On the other hand, a drop of sweat ran down Davian's neck as he lowered his head.
He didn't expect the king to come out like this right away.
'Glacie! You have to answer well!'
Glacie played a big role in unifying the continent and founding the Alkancia Kingdom.
That ice spirit has reappeared after a thousand years.
But.
This contractor is not a member of the Alkancia royal family.
If Glacie begins to exert influence on the continent like she did a thousand years ago with Davian at the forefront.
It could be a threat to the royal family.
It is a well-known fact that the power of a spirit increases as the contractor grows.
And this building now.
Is surrounded by the Royal First Guard.
'Glacie. Please.'
Let alone graduating.
He may be killed here with Glacie.
Of course, the royal family would have to bear enormous damage.
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