《Winter Sovereign》Chapter 19: Arrival
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Within the Recquir Palace Throne Room.
"My lord, the preparations are complete. We have prepared the rooms for all the guests and the hallway has also been prepared."
A knight respectfully kneedled before Lucas.
"Well done. All that's left is to wait for them to appear."
The knight bowed then left.
Lucas let out a sigh as he began to ponder.
"Everything is ready now. Our Ancestor will also be arriving soon."
There's no need to worry whether or not Serra would arrive on time. He can easily travel to anywhere in the world in an instant.
Lucas smiled.
It was a smile certain of his victory.
Suddenly thinking of something, Lucas summoned a knight standing by.
"Tell me, how are my daughters doing at present?"
The knight bowed then spoke respectfully.
"They are steadily cultivating well. But something strange did occur."
"Oh? What happened?"
"A certain youth came accompanied by one of our maids and then came to where they were. After he left, they're cultivation suddenly began to progress further."
"Hmm... I see, you may go now."
"By your will."
The knight bowed then left.
"Good good good... So our Ancestor guided them I see... Splendid... Hahahaha..."
Lucas laughed and he was in a very good mood.
"This is truly the era where our clan rises to prominence once more."
Capital of the Recquir Kingdom.
"We respectfully greet you, Milord."
A group of knights bowed in respect towards three bald men wearing golden robes.
"Good of you to come... Now, lead us to the palace."
"Of course, please come this way."
The knights led them towards a luxurious carriage and they headed to the Palace.
Recquir Palace.
"My lord, the three masters of the Golden Triad Temple have arrived."
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"So they've arrived? Excellent. I'll head over there right away."
Normally, the King wouldn't receive the visitors however the guests were powerful figures who were no less inferior in terms of status to him, so receiving them is considered common courtesy.
Immediately, Lucas arrived at the Palace doors.
The doors swung open to reveal three men in golden robes.
"It has been a long time, Clan Lord Lucas."
The man in the middle spoke.
Lucas laughed heartily and spoke.
"Come now, no need for formalities between us. I trust you three have been well?"
"Of course we have. My brothers, greet the Clan Lord."
The two other men stepped forward.
""Greetings Clan Lord Lucas.""
"I offer the same greeting gentlemen."
The conversation between the two parties was warm and amiable.
Although not all of humanity were in good terms with each other, the leaders obviously were otherwise they wouldn't be so united against all threats.
Humans were selfish and greedy by nature.
However, a terrifying force had forced them to unite and put away their grievances.
They cannot stand up against any external threat if they have any internal struggles.
This occurred thousands of years ago.
Back then, the human race had plenty of internal strife and wars between each other but the Demon Lord appearing had forced them to reconcile even though grudges remain. However, after countless generations passed those grudges faded away.
Though it's hard to say if they would remain the same even after the threat has been lifted.
"Well then, brother Zhen, brother Ken, brother Ren, my maids will guide you to your rooms. I'm sure you require rest after such a long journey. Although I do question where are your subordinates?"
"We will take your kind offer then. As for our subordinates, we had to leave them behind to help deal with any situation that arises."
Zhen, the one in the middle explained.
"I see... Then please rest well until the banquet starts. Speak to any of the maids if you have any needs to attend to."
They exchanged some more idle chatter before parting.
A knight then appeared and reported the arrival of more guest and Lucas departed to meet them.
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