Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate

"Hoh, so that happened, huh?" the Dragon King smirked as he looked down on Lux and Gaap, who had come to see him to talk about the Divine Army of Light.

"Unfortunately, I don't think I'll gain anything from sticking my foot in your affairs," the Dragon King stated. "What can you possibly offer me to gain my protection?"

"Then, what can I do for you, Your Excellency?" Lux asked.

"Nothing," the Dragon King replied. "Someone like you doesn't have the qualifications to offer me anything. However, if Keoza were to talk to me, that would be a different story. Why don't you let him talk to me instead? Perhaps, the two of us can strike a compromise."

The Dragon King narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Half-Elf that Keoza had chosen. Although he admitted that Lux was quite exceptional, that didn't mean that he had any use for him whatsoever.

At the end of the day, even if Lux was a Saint, the Dragon King would still treat him the same way. For someone of his rank, very few things could interest him.

And one of those very few things was none other than the Crystal Dragon, whose Soul was currently inside the Dragon Token in Lux's possession.

The Half-Elf then tried to talk to the Crystal Dragon, but the answer he received was something he didn't expect.

'Tell him to suck his own balls,' Keoza replied. 'He doesn't have any qualifications to talk to me.'

The corner of Lux's lips twitched because he knew that he couldn't possibly say those words to a being that could kill him with just a glare.

Because of this, he decided to remain silent and glanced at his Master, who had a faint smile on his face.

"Why are you looking at me?" Gaap asked in a mischievous tone. "From the start, I didn't expect any favorable replies from this stupid Lizard. Since he doesn't want to help, then let's stop wasting our time here and go."

The Royal Guards who were inside the throne room and served as the Dragon King's protectors all glared at the Halfling.

This was the first time that someone had called their King a stupid Lizard, and all of them were itching to give Gaap a piece of their mind.

However, none of them moved because their King didn't give them any orders to do anything.

"There are only a handful of people who dare to talk to me in this manner," the Dragon King said in an amused tone. "And you are definitely one of them."

"I know, right?" Gaap winked at the Dragon King, making the latter chuckle.

His Master, Hereswith, treated the Dragon King like a little child, despite the fact that he was older than her by several centuries.

The only reason why the Dragon King wasn't offended by Gaap's disrespectful words was due to Hereswith's influence.

Also, although he was a Supreme, Antero was a creature that even he didn't dare to offend. Now that Gaap had regained several years of his life back, the Halfling could unlock Antero's full powers without dying right away in the process.

Lux sighed before following behind his Master as he walked away from the throne room. When the Half-Elf was no longer around, the Dragon King ordered his guards to leave the room because he wanted to be alone.

A few minutes later, the secret passage behind his back opened, and the angelic beauty, Valerie, appeared beside her father.

"Father, why don't you help Sir Lux?" Valerie asked. "It seems that he is really in need of your help."

"Valerie, there are times when people need to grow by facing great adversities," the Dragon King replied. "The more dangerous the situation, the more they are pressured to break through and find other ways to solve their problem. Although I may look like someone heartless, I was also thinking of the boy's growth. Adversity is one of the greatest teachers in life."

"Is that true, Father?" Valerie frowned.

"Of course." the Dragon King patted his beloved daughter's head.

Truth be told, he really didn't care if the Divine Army of Light captured Lux or not. He could tell that Valerie had become interested in the Half-Elf, and as a father, his instincts were telling him that the red-headed teenager was bad news.

Since that was the case, he hoped that the Divine Army of Light would come sooner, so that they could take the troublesome Half-Elf away from his daughter, who for some reason, was starting to act more lady-like these past few days.

Outside of the Royal Palace…

"Master, if we were to move our Guild Headquarters, where is the best place to relocate?" Lux asked.

"Now, that's a good question," Gaap answered. "There are some places I have in mind, but one place stands out in particular."

"Where, Master?"

"The lands ruled by the Crystal Palace."

Lux's eyes widened in shock because he wasn't expecting this kind of answer from his Master.

Gaap, who had seen Aur in the Gate of Famine, had assumed many things inside his head. However, since he couldn't confirm his suspicions, he didn't voice it out in the open.

The only thing he knew was that after Keoza had appeared, the members of the Crystal Palace, including their Prince, had become nicer to Lux inside the Dungeon and even actively conversed with him.

They even followed him like ducklings following their mother, which amused the Halfling at that time.

Because of this, the Halfling thought that maybe they could hide within the lands of the Crystal Palace for the time being.

After all, it was also one of the Organizations in the world that had a Supreme and many Saints under its command.

Meanwhile at the Gates of the Fallen…

Piccoro had been waiting for nearly a month outside of the Gate of the Fallen.

For Saints, a month was not a big deal. However, this was a special case.

Piccoro had never been the most patient among the Saints, and he had been cursing the Half-Elf's name since the first day of his long wait.

Now, he was reaching the limit of his patience.

The Gate of Famine would open again in a week, and the Half-Elf was still nowhere in sight.

The representatives of the Skystead Alliance, Xynnar War Pact, as well as Six Kingdoms, had already sent people to the Gate of the Fallen to make their initial preparations.

These same people were surprised to see that the Saint from the Crystal Palace was still there and wondered if the Half-Elf had still not exited the Dungeon since the Gate of Famine had been cleared.

None of them dared to strike up a conversation with Piccoro because they had heard him curse the Half-Elf from time to time, and every time he did he would say ominous things like…

"Don't let me get my hands on you, Half-Elf. Because when I do, I will break your legs, so you won't have the chance to escape!"

In their hearts, they thought that Lux had courted death because he had offended a Saint like Piccoro.

If only they knew that the Half-Elf didn't just offend the Dragon-Born Saint, but also the High Council of the Divine Army of Light, all of them would definitely piss their pants because none of them would dare to do such a thing in their lifetime.