Earth's Greatest Magus

While Emery was struggling with the situation that had suddenly been thrown his way, Grand Magus Warwick returned to the Silvermane Palace with the captured Frostmind in tow, only to find that the Alpha King was waiting on the throne instead of his chamber.

It seemed that the Alpha King now had less inhibition about showing his condition than before. As expected, the sight of the decrepit body of the Alpha King made Frostmind's mouth agape as his eyes clearly displayed his current emotions.

"Is this the captive?" He said as he looked upon Frostmind. "Release him."

Despite the fact that such words had come from the weak-looking Alpha King, Frostmind was still beaming with joy. Afterall the famous Marcus Silvermane has been his ruler for generations.

When the former told him to come closer, he hurriedly but respectfully did as asked before willingly falling onto his knees before the Alpha King.

"My King, please believe my words. We have absolutely no intention to rebel. We and our leader Tidus, all we did was to help you, an earnest service towards your cause."

The Alpha King heaved a sigh as he stared at the man and said, "You are indeed a loyal follower, and for that I am grateful."

Frostmind quickly lowered his head until his forehead touched the floor when he heard those words. However, the king had not finished speaking.

"But I have to ask you one more task. Would you be willing to do it?"

"Of course, my King. Anything for you." said Frostmind with sincerity.

"That's good."

Immediately after saying those words, the Alpha King touched a dark tome that was in his lap and it gave off a bright crimson light, showing numerous runes before Frostmind's body suddenly trembled and his mouth let out a pained groan.

"My… king,.. Why.."

The powerful Crescent Magus turned into a husk of skin and bones in a rapid manner. His Spirit Soul exited the body and tried to escape, but only managed to fly a meter before dissipating into specks of dust.

Following the man's death, a hint of vigor returned to the Alpha King's gaunt face as he took a deep breath and stared at the spot where the man had been, saying, "Thank you for your service to your King."

Warwick remained silent during the entire process, but when it was over he spoke up.

"My King, if you will, I am willing to carry out further investigations on that tome."

The Alpha King glanced at his old comrade and said, "There is no need for that, old friend. We have no time to have this conversation again." Taking another breath, he continued, "Just make sure all the preparations are done as I asked."

Bowing, Warwick respectfully replied, "Yes, my King. as expected, the entire head of families will be attending the event."

"Good, that's good to hear." a thoughtful look, the Alpha King asked, "What of our young friend? Any significant progress from the facility?"

"They discovered that it's unfortunately not possible without his darkness soul. They can only help purify his genes."

The answer didn't seem to be what the Alpha King expected as a hint of disappointment showed on his face. But then he said, "There might be another way for him," while looking at the dark tome in his lap.

He returned his gaze to Warwick as he sensed some concern from the old wolf. "Is there anything else?"

"If I may speak freely…"

"Of course. Go ahead."

A look of hesitation briefly appeared on the latter's face before he said, "I understand what you are planning to do. However, what I don't understand is about the young wolf. Is it truly necessary to get him involved in this?"

"It is actually."

*****

Corvin Estate

Unbeknownst to everyone, as the date of the Royal Hunt drew near, the estate of one of the major Wolf half-blood factions was filled with a group of guests who had secretly arrived late at night.

Inside a special room, the master of the place, Philips Corvin, could be seen hosting three grand magus figures who were no less powerful than him; Lord Rikard Karst, Lord Chester and his wife Meryl Locarios.

With such participants, the gathering currently taking place could be said to be a gathering of the strongest and most influential figures of the Wolf bloodline in the universe. However, from the looks of it, they weren't happy about their meeting.

"You better tell us now, Philips! What are you and the King planning to do?!" Meryl Locarios said, anxious about the current situation.

A defeated sigh came out of the Corvin Patriarch as he said, "How many times do I have to tell you? There is nothing to be worried about. The King needed to show that he was still in charge, so he decided to flex some of his authority, that's all."

"You said a little?! It's Ridick Karst, my blood cousin who he's going to publicly execute!!" said Lord Rikard Karst.

"And my grand niece Vivian Locarios." the female grand magus added.

Hearing that, Philips gestured to them to calm down before saying, "Friends, even though they do have your family name, let's be honest here, those two are criminals who have given your family quite a headache."

Instead of appeasing, those words only served to further irritate the Locarious Lady as she said, "No matter what, she's still a family. Some of us still consider those things trivial compared to blood relations."

This time, it was Philips's turn to show a frown. "Are you talking about my brother Lucius right now? We might have our differences, but we are one voice in this matter!"

"Huh?! Is that so!? Then where is he?! Why is he not here!?"

"You know very well what that beast is like. He always does what he pleases."

At this moment, Lord Chester Locarious who had been silent until now finally opened his mouth.

"I find it hard to believe you, Philips. What I need to know is that if the King is indeed planning to wage wars on our two factions, which side will you be on?"

"What are you saying right now?" the Corvin Patriarch said with disbelief. "You guys think too much. It won't lead to anything like that. Even if that were to happen, of course I would be on your side. We are in this together."

Seeing the expressions on their faces, those words seemed unable to convince the three grand magus. However, that was enough as an answer for now.

"You better be Philips!"