The Seven Throne

New Problem

The highlight of the festival, noon in the palace courtyard.

Hundreds of people waiting in line to participate in the election.

Seven Holy Weapons floated freely above the crowd.

Some special places seem to have been prepared for honored guests. In the midst of all these places, the King sat with dignity. Accompanied by the prince beside him, he led the event.

It appears that several important people filled their places, if seen from their appearance, their position was no worse than the King.

Each guest must be accompanied by a bodyguard. One of all the VIP guests, there is one person who wears a bamboo hat with a thin veil covering her face.

From her posture, she was like a 30 aged woman. Her body seemed to have the charm of an adult woman, it wouldn't be difficult to captivate every man who saw her. Unfortunately, the beauty of his face is still hidden like a treasure waiting to be discovered.

Other VIP guests, even the King paid their respects to that woman. Of all people, that woman clearly had the highest position. Even above the King's position.

After the guests sat down, the King transmitted magic with his deep voice. "Since everyone is here, let's start the show". The echo of his voice could reach everyone, even though they were outside the palace once.

[Uuuoooooooooooo!] Everyone cheered with blazing excitement, increasingly warm of the atmosphere.

The king coughed, "Cough. Well, as usual, seven holy weapons will float freely and choose their own owner. Whoever gets it, he has the right to have the Holy Throne. If there are objections, you can challenge those who get the holy weapon. That's all, good luck to the best "

After that, seven holy weapons began to fly above everyone.

Dagger, bow, spear, sword, scythe, staff, orb. Everything flew separately at high speed, creating a path of light above the sky.

Everyone's views are focused, a speck of hope is present in the hearts of everyone who is passed, hoping to be chosen.

...

Lisa laughed softly, we were quite satisfied walking around. Far ahead of us, there was a crowd full of people. If I'm not mistaken, this place is in the royal palace. I heard from Lisa that the main event of the Holy Throne Festival would be held at this place.

People who participated far exceeded my expectations. Even to the extent of the palace courtyard, many people queued outside the palace gates.

Lisa pulled me while pointing at the crowd. "Hey, want to come? Looks like fun," She tried to persuade me.

I was about to refuse, but my hand was pulled by force. Aaaaand, here I am now, at the edge of the sea of people. Several balls of light seemed to pass above us a number of times, everyone seemed excited every time a light ball approached. And now there are two more that will pass.

But ... It's a little different from before, that speed ... Too fast! It was like a cannonball being fired, no, even faster, and accelerated as if finding its target. My Golden Dragon's dagger heats up and produces vibrations as if responding. The more the ball of light approaches, the stronger the reaction.

One of them stopped right in front of me without crashing in the slightest, the other went to Lisa. After receiving it, the blanket of light began to separate and soared into the sky into pillars of light. Covering with it was a silver dagger in the shape of a dragon.

Not much different from my dagger, it's just silver. Gold and silver, both seem to complement each other.

[Part has been fulfilled. Strengthened aspect optimization] [The requirements of the owner of the Holy Throne are fulfilled]

What fell in Lisa's grasp was a burning red two-handed sword. Like me, Lisa was quite surprised. But certainly, everyone's view is centered on us at this time. It seemed that the pillar of light had caught their attention.

...

"Father ... That is ..." Alvias pointed to the two pillars of light far ahead of them.

"Looks like someone succeed, this is good news" Goudon smiled with satisfaction.

Good news for his Kingdom because he has hopes to face the crisis from the threat of dragons. Soon, after that two other pillars of light immediately appeared in two different places. Like following the flow, one or two more appeared.A total of six pillars of light, only one left. But no matter how long they waited, the last pillar did not appear, and the last ball of light returned to its place. That was a little disappointing, but already very good there were six found together.

The royal magicians quickly searched for the origin of the pillar of light and brought them before Goudon and VIP guests. But, not six people who advanced, but seven. Three girls and four men. Four of them are Alif, Lisa Armean, Grayford, and Rayford. Two other girls have identical faces to each other, they are no less beautiful than Lisa. It's just that they give off a fairly intense aura of hostility that makes them difficult to approach. And the last is a man who always has a smile on his face, his face is quite handsome and friendly, but his thoughts are difficult to guess.

"Um, congratulations to those of you who have succeeded in getting the Holy Weapon. But someone who doesn't get it has no right to be here, whoever you, I'm asking you to leave immediately"

There was no response, no one budged even though he was ordered by the king.

"Alright, let's do it easily. Please take up your holy weapon"

One by one, taking up arms. Swords, bows, staff, spears, orbs, and daggers. Among them, spears and daggers are twofold. Two daggers were held by Alif, while the spear was held by Greyford and one of the twin girls. Goudon sighed, this became increasingly difficult. There are two pairs of the same weapon, and one weapon left.

"Of these three, does anyone want to confess?"

Greyford interrupted quickly, "Your Majesty, what if you allow the other participants to fight Alif? He has two weapons, certainly doubtful."

Goudon rubbed his chin as he thought. Greyford's advice is quite logical, and needs proof. According to the legend itself, each holy weapon has extraordinary strength. This is an opportunity to see it with his own eyes.

"Allowed. For those who want to doubt Alif and want to challenge him, please raise your hands"

One hand raised. Ten ... Twenty ... One hundred, the numbers continue to rise beyond three hundred, and reach six hundred people. This is no longer a challenge, but a one-sided beating. Behind all this, Grayford smiled sarcastically. This is clearly an act of revenge. But the king's approval and the number of challengers exceeded his expectations. Alif's face looked quite troubled with this, under the leadership of Fenrir there were only one hundred troops, and when added to the clones that could be made, the total was only two hundred troops. That's only a third of the enemy army. But he is not in a condition that can refuse. In the end, it became the battleground for one Holy King candidate against six hundred people.

This fight was held outside the city area, the barren land area of one hundred kilometers. Everyone has prepared with all the equipment. This battle was broadcast through magic transmission throughout the city, especially the castle territory. The fight will begin in half an hour. The enemy seemed to be full of an enthusiastic group, on the other side, Alif's condition seemed unfortunate because of being alone.

In a short time, shadows spread from under his feet. One hundred figures present themselves clad in black robes in the sun. From underneath their shadows, Fenrir created a hundred Shadow Wolf clones. The bodies of all Lunarian Werewolf begin to grow. Dark blue fur, sharp claws, and body as high as three meters with a sturdy posture. They stood on two legs like humanoid wolves. The atmosphere of the city becomes lively quickly, this will be a more exciting battle. Time passed, the war trumpet was blown. The battle will begins!