The Eternity: The Colour of Fate
Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Problem ‘Small’ (?)

Nightfall.

Taps. Taps.

I put my foot back on after dinner.

The atmosphere of the palace was indeed crowded, but at a time like this, this palace would be so silent.

I paused my steps for a moment, as a familiar air crept toward me, from the darkness of the shadows of the silent night.

I turned to an empty room in the shade of a big tree in the garden, "Come out" I called out to him.

A black silhouette emerged from in the shadows, "Honor your majesty" he told me.

I nodded, "Say" I said as another existence began to stick out.

"Ah. Everything is going according to your plan, your majesty ..The bandits have been removed" he said

"Oh." I answered briefly. Turn my face away

I scrunched my forehead at the other air that started sticking out. As if deliberately trying to attract my attention, "Back" I said.

"According to his noble command" he said before disappearing.

Sighs. I let out my breath.

The slap!

A big enough crack appeared from underneath where I was swinging my legs, it was a 'light' kick to crush it, the wall.

"Tell me what you mean, Mr. Qin" I said pulling back my legs.

The man came out and looked surprised for a moment.

"Fu fu fu .. You really unexpected, your highness prince Arcnight, should I call you lord Akara?" said Chief servant Qin respectfully then.

Sighs. I took my breath and exhaled it back violently, slightly snorting indifferently.

"Sigh .. You're completely different from a rumor, I guess." Said Qin with a sigh.

"You haven't answered me, Mr. Qin" I said a step later.

"alright. This old me gave up"

Hearing her, I just nodded in listening.

The relaxed and calm expression on the old face slowly faded away. Replacing with a serious and firm expression, "You should already know the problem right?" Said Qin seriously.

"It's about His Majesty Oliver"

I was stunned for a moment, before indifferently turning away.

"I'll think about it"

"Ah. You're too good, Thank you."

"But why should I?" I asked a moment later.

"yeah. I guess if it was you, you're not the one who would turn a blind eye to everything you know" he said simply.

"Sighs. Bother" I said passed.

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Moments later, at the workspace where Albert and Queensha were.

"Your majesty! You have Count Rietch, Klied, Struitch, and Marquiss Glad coming to see you" Tryan said frantically, still breathless.

Albert closed the notebook in his hand, he frowned slightly, "Hnn? It was quite surprising that the fox came to me at night. What happened, you know that, right, Tryan?" Ask Albert sharply.

"I-it ... His highness the prince, he ..."

Tryan told me everything, about the purpose of the 'guests. In an instant, his face darkened filled with emotion.

A few hours earlier, in the depths of the black forest. It was a dark night with no stars on it, even though it was the full radiance of the moon. Large, tall trees with branches branching in all directions block the moonlight.

"Glad, are you sure this is the right direction?" Ask Oliver.

"Hmm, that? But somehow I feel this is not true. It's very quiet for the size of a black forest full of beast beasts." Mumbled one of the others.

"Sighs. I think it's enough, I don't want anything to happen to us. If it goes deeper it's dangerous,"

"Eh? What do you mean, noble? This sword was a Phthartic sword that could attract evil aura! If we can get it, our kingdom doesn't have to fear the devil anymore, right?" Ask Struitch.

"Hmm? Whatchu mean? If indeed the sword could absorb the aura, then surely this forest would not be called a black forest right? After all if it is true that this sword can protect the kingdom from demons then this sword has been hunted down since centuries ago, not only by humans but maybe even the devil himself." Oliver said reassuringly

"But-but! The reason why this sword wasn't hunted is definitely because Glad's map had just been found right? Isn't that Glad?"

"Well, that's true, but I think what the noble said is true." Prattling

"""E-eh?""" The three of them were astonished.

Oliver nodded and then started to step back.

But before that, without realizing it, an evil smile was plastered on Glad's face.

'yeah. I didn't think you could be so smart, but still you're useless.

A moment later, he threw a tennis-sized ball at the bush.

Oliver realized.

"Glad. What are you throwing!?" Angry asked.

"Anyway here is a black forest of unknown what's inside. It would be very dangerous to act rashly!" His words were sharp as he scrunched his forehead.

"you reckon? Your honor?" Glad asked with his sly expression.

Booms!

The ball exploded and made a noise that messed up the forest.

Instantly hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at them ferociously.

Oliver was startled and drew his sword quickly, taking a fighting step.

"Glad! Rietsch! Struitch! Kleid! Forget that shit! Hold fast!" Oliver Excited.

His eyes widened as he glanced back at him,

"You ..."

"Tsk."

Oliver fights with anger rising within him.

While the four friends went to use teleportation artifacts.

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"Your majesty! Can you explain what his highness prince did!?" Count Rietch said with a growl.

"Hu hu hu ... My dear Waldo .." said one woman, she is Countess Rietch.

"What do you mean Countess Rietch! Do you mean to accuse the prince, huh!?" Queensha said.

"Hiks .. hiks .. Her Majesty the Queen .. sa I beg for mercy! Ssa-me .. I do not mean so, I .. I just question your actions about your son! The life of my son is worthless to you, however he is only a minor noble, but to me, he is everything, your majesty!" The Countess Rietch.

"Enough! Emilia! Call your highness the prince here! Is it true that he is going to the black forest!?" Firm Albert.

"Albert!" Queensha' screams were not echoed by her husband.

He also turned his face annoyed.

Before long, the Maid returned and reported that Oliver was not in the room.

Queensha' pupils shrunk.

While the four nobles seemed to smile with satisfaction.

"Your majesty, let the servant say .. The servant does not care at all if Theo is wounded, but what do you think will happen if his highness the prince is wounded? To be sure the death of the son of the marquiss is nothing compared to the death of the noble prince ..." Said Marquiss Glad slylyly.

While Albert looked dark.

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