Creator of Death: True Darkness
Delegation: A Sign of Friendship

"I thank you for your support, Your Highness Prince Arcnight. And also, sorry for that little mess" Nauval said on behalf of his sister.

"No, I should be the one apologizing for the noise that caused you a little harm earlier. This is our negligence." Said Raka warmly.

"Ah, and also" Nauval reached into his pocket and took out a jade slip. The same jade that was contested earlier.

Raka glanced at the jade with the pattern of two primordial beasts engraved on it. The pattern felt a little familiar to him, but not as Raka, but as his former soul - Nonius.

"This is the jade mark of our predecessor's friendship with your ancestor. In the eyes of our father and the nobles of our country, this jade is a reminder of the help given by your ancestors, which we have not yet had time to repay. Just because, we want to return this jade. In the future, when you become the prince of Arcnight, and you have a hard time needing our help. We hope you won't hesitate. This jade, in the future will be a sign of friendship between two countries."

"Alright, I will not hesitate" said Raka politely.

"Well, see you at the meeting of the kings" Nauval said later.

Raka just smiled back.

"Hmm? What was? Is there something you want to ask?" Raka asked as she realized the gaze from Alvan.

Alvan surprised. "A ah, it's okay. I'm just a little confused haha" he said clumsily.

"He hey!" Anastasya slightly scolded her sister for being a little disrespectful.

"Haha, it's okay outside the forum, act like you normally do." Raka mediates.

"Haha all right.." replied Nauval.

"And about your question, naturally, there are many people who ask me about it. This is my look, ahem! Not only does it look like, basically if you trace my identity as an Arcian you will also find it if I am only 15 years old" he said, laughing.

"A what!? Oops!" Alvan half yelled. He then shut his mouth tightly when he felt the cold gaze of his sister, Anastasya.

"Haye, well, I promise I will try to convince my father and other nobles to help you" Nauval said.

"No need to think about it, in the meantime, I will send some of my troops to help your border."

The three then stepped away. With this, a deal was made.

...□□□...

"Honor to his majesty" the white-haired man appeared to kneel before a bluish-black-haired youth. The one who looked up looked out the window.

"Tell me" said the young man as he stepped up to his desk and sat down.

"There are indications that this was Baal's interference" he said.

"Oh? Stop the investigation" he said coldly.

"The problem is not as easy as turning the palm, stop it now" the young man said with a sharp expression.

"Good!" He said a moment before he disappeared.

"Barto, Louisse, Edward, Alice?"

"Honor to your majesty" said the four on their knees.

"Give command to all the troops to stand by, the war before us" Raka said with a sharp look.

"Good!" Speak the fourth while retreating.

The room became so quiet.

Tak. Tak. Tak.

The young man with the black mane was now seated. His fingers calmly ran one chess piece in front of him.

"Baal, I think our destiny is getting closer huh" he said with a mysterious smile.

"Hey, I'm a little impatient"

Oh? has he? you are truly mysterious, my lord.

A cold voice buzzed in Raka's ears.

"Hmm? Thenwhat? and also, since when did I allow you to become my subordinate?"

Whooosh's...

A dark black shadow then emerged from behind the shadow.

A dark shadow with golden eyes radiated from him. With a small smile, he looked a little happy.

Forgive your presumptuous servant, my lord, for I am willing to accept any punishment, even if I am to be broken in your hands, I gladly adore you, my lord..

Raka slightly narrowed her eyes in front of the shadow pleading with her.

"Oh? if so, I won't hesitate, Beelzebub"

Keke..