The Glorious Chronicle
Chapter 21 - The Royal Palace.

"By the way Ethan is, your brother, Alvin already has a fiance, you know?"

Suddenly God was talking very funny things.

Ethan gaped wide unable to believe what God said. His older brother, who was an acute Brocon had a Fiancee. That's really pretty absurd.

"What's? Is Dad serious?" ask Ethan quickly.

In addition to being surprised, Ethan is much more worried that if Alvin really has a fiance, he will choose his fiance only based on strength or something else.

Claire, Ethan's mind reading smiled gently.

"Don't worry, Ethan. Alvin's fiance is Princess Chloe, she is a beautiful and graceful girl."

Ethan's face softened hearing that. Not only is it not a muscle brain, but it's also a princess. Alvin really has very high taste.

"Is that? I'm glad to hear it."

"What's? Does Ethan want a fiance?" ask Claire to flirt.

Ethan chokes on the tea he's drinking. He looked at Claire with a dumbfounded expression.

"No Mom, I'm 8, you know?" ethan replied firmly.

If he had a fiancee at the moment, there was no good thing. He still has too many problems to do.

But, Lord and Claire seem to misunderstand and think Ethan is just shy.

"Eh~ really? If it's Ethan, I think you'll get all the girls you want?"

"Um, no one can resist you."

Lord and Claire spoke with a smile and a non-joking tone. It seems they really mean it.

Ethan laughed dryly and looked for a way out.

"Hahahaha, let's talk about it next time, Dad, Mom. It seems like my body is still not feeling well, because of the long journey," Ethan said with a tired face.

Lord and Claire are not stupid. They know that Ethan is trying to escape, and they smile happily at Ethan's attitude.

"Fufu, if so then take a break."

"Yes, enjoy your time in the Royal Capital."

Ethan is relieved that Lord and Claire did not teach him further. And Ethan's up soon.

"If so, I'll excuse you, Mom," said Ethan and immediately left the room.

When his face was really tired. Much more tired than when he was busy working on documents.

"Hah.The Capital and the Old Man are two sources of trouble."

***

Ethan and Lord are currently in the carriage of the horse carriage. Both of them were currently wearing formal clothes that looked extremely claustrophobic.

Ethan is really in a bad mood because of this very uncomfortable and claustrophobic outfit.

Ethan tries to hold back his anger and asks God about the thing that makes him curious.

"So Dad, isn't this too soon? I just asked for it yesterday, and today we go straight to the Palace?"

Yes, their destination today was the Royal Palace. Of course they went to give a report.

His father smiled arrogantly revealing his white teeth.

"House of Mallorca is a special region and when an anomaly occurs there, the Palace will give top priority. So it's only natural that the Palace told us to come immediately," he explained with a chest of booby.

Ethan nodded weakly at God's easy-to-understand explanation.

"I see, well, I can be right back, so I think it's good."

Ethan hasn't seen his personal cute Maid, Mia. This made his soul dry up.

The horse carriage ride was short, finally over. The Royal Palace was already trained from inside the carriage. It was a very large and luxurious building, perfectly matching the word Palace.

After the Lord showed the family mark to the Guardians, we were immediately allowed inside.

The train then stopped in front of the entrance stairs. Ethan's eyes instantly became dead eyes when he saw the number of stairs.

The Lord who saw that gave a rebuke to Ethan.

"Ethan, watch your attitude."

Ethan nodded with a bitter smile. He really never thought he would hear that from a God who had a free attitude.

Ethan gets off the train, and unlike at the Mansion, there's only one butler who comes to say hello.

Lord and Ethan nodded in return. And led by Butler, they headed to the room where His Majesty the King was waiting.

While walking in the hallway, Ethan is still the center of attention due to his handsome face. Maid or even some Nobles who passed by, looked at Ethan with a reddened face.

Ethan doesn't care about it at all. He enjoyed the artworks that were along the hallway of the Palace. The arrangement is fitting and not excessive, but also still maintain the impression of luxury. That's what Ethan likes.

"We've arrived, here."

Suddenly, they arrived when Ethan was focusing on his surroundings.

Butler immediately knocked on the door of the room.

Knock Knocks.

"Your Majesty, Marquess Mallorca, and Second Young Master Ethan, have arrived."

And a reply came directly from inside the room.

"Come in" a voice filled with dignity rang out from within.

The butler immediately opened the door allowing Marquess and Ethan to enter.

When they entered, a man with his golden hair shining brightly, and his blue eyes shining like the daytime sky, seemed to be sitting gracefully.

Marquess and Ethan immediately kneeled towards the Man.

"His Highness Gianluca von Catalunya, Alfonso von Mallorca came to say hello."

"Ethan von Mallorca, the second son of the House of Mallorca greets His Majesty the King."

The Marquess really had a very different atmosphere than usual which was careless, and Ethan was the same, he looked like a mature noble.

His Majesty the King was a little surprised, yet it was only for a moment, before his expression was replaced with an extremely charming smile.

"Pulse. Sit down."

Marquess and Ethan immediately sat on the sofa opposite the King.

Butler provided tea for the three present there.

No one speaks at all. All three enjoyed the tea that was served. This creates a comfortable but also awkward atmosphere flowing in the room.

King, looking at Ethan as if judging. Ethan is aware of that, so he just stays calm, behaving differently than most kids his age.

The king smiled and opened his mouth.

"Alfonso, I've read the letter you sent. What makes a Rakshasa ask for an emergency meeting?" his tan looked at the Marquess but his eyes still glanced at Ethan.

The Marquess did not make any pleasantries and went straight into her core problem.

"Your Majesty, a Stampede occurred in the Black Forest, two weeks ago. The number is estimated to be 7000 more Monsters than Rank E - Rank A."

And just then, the smile on the King's face disappeared instantly. His face became very dark.

"Are you serious? Have you not been here for the past month? What happened to Mallorca and its citizens?" ask her in a low tone.

Ethan heard that was certain of one thing. That the circulation of information is still not too advanced. For information of this magnitude but the Palace had no idea at all.

While Ethan was thinking of something else, the conversation of the Marquess and the King still continued.

"Relax Your Majesty, Mallorca City is safe and the number of victims does not reach 2000 people" said Marquess.

The king, and everyone who was there widened their eyes in shock.

"What's? Are you messing with me, Marquess?" asked the King in a very cold tone.

Of course it would be like that. It makes no sense at all, as the 7000 Monster attack only took such casualties and injuries plus the City remained safe.

Under the tremendous pressure from the King, the Marquess still did not lose her composure. The title of the strongest Swordsman is not just a display.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but it's really happening. You can ask the Adventure Guild to ascertain whether this confession is true or not His Majesty."

The king stared at the Marquess for a while before the atmosphere around him softened again.

"So, well, you wouldn't lie to the Royal Family. But I'll ask the Adventure Guild later just to be sure" he said and sipped some tea to calm down.

Then the king asked again.

"So, what brings you here? There's no way you came here just to show off achievements, right?"

This time it was over, the Marquess whose facial expression became solemn. And the Marquess opened her mouth.

"Yes. The mastermind of Stampede is the Race of legends, Mazoku."