"If you didn't notice it yet, he is already here. Dave…you really need to cut drinking too much!"
Everyone turned around after the silver-eyed woman's voice rang through the central plaza.
Their eyes followed the diverted gaze of their Clan Leader until they landed on a small child with heterochromatic eyes.
One of his eyes was golden while the other was silver. His hair was short and silver in color as well.
These traits were already rare, to begin with. However, the calm presence that radiated from the child's body caused everyone to feel as if they looked at an old, wise man with countless experiences.
Nial noticed that the attention had moved on to him, and he smiled lightly.
"You are already here? Didn't Sigmail send you off at dawn?" The silver-eyed woman asked, her expression is one of astonishment and curiosity.
'Sigmail? Is that the Summoner with the spatial affinity?'
Nial tried to see whether the silver-eyed woman was looking in a certain direction to determine who Sigmail actually was, but she continued to stare at him.
Even if Nial was not on the brighter side, he could tell that the Clan Leader was his mother's sister. Their eyes, nose-stricture, and various other features looked alike. If not for his mother's unique attitude, her clothing as Empress, and a different light gleaming in her eyes whenever looking at her son, Nial would have done a grave mistake.
'Are they twins?'
He shook his head and cleared his throat. It was rude to ignore the question he had been asked so he answered it pretty simply.
"It was not that difficult to find the village. As long as you can see, that is."
'As long as you can see', was a hint to his special eyes' trait. It was pretty obvious and something everyone could sense directly.
Nonetheless, the present Creatoran were impressed. The pressure radiating from everyone present, including their leader, was not something a child could endure, forget about ignore, easily.
The young girl, who was holding the Crown Prince's hand, was trying her utmost to suppress her shivering body and keep it under control.
Unfortunately, something like that was easier said than done.
Almost every Creatoran present was at the Mythician rank, which meant that every single person in front of them was a powerhouse comparable to the patriarchs of most clans. If the Creatoran in front of them were to split up and create their own clans, dozens of new powerful clans would appear all of a sudden.
By staying in one clan, the Silver Eye Clan easily claimed the right to call themself the strongest. Nial was not even sure if the elite army of the royal family could handle the Silver Eye Clan easily, especially when it came to the Silver Eye Clan's leader.
Did she already create a Divinity?
Nial was not too sure. However, he could tell that his aunt was the strongest, by far at that.
'There are no Gods in the Lacardia Empyrean Void. That's quite a disappointment, but whatever…wait…why is that a disappointment. It's not like it's easy to become a God…or is it? Am I supposed to easily become a God? No, how could something like that be easy…'
Nial was a little confused. He was certain that there was no God in the Lacardia Empyrean Void, so why did he know how to ascend godhood, by creating a Divinity, and why did he feel like he could easily do that once he reached the necessary rank?
It was a little confusing, and it made Nial feel like retreating to a secluded space to think about the thoughts that flashed through his mind without anyone bothering him.
"I am sorry if I interrupted something. We can just go somewhere else and wait, or train, while you finish your talk," He thus proposed, not really minding the wait. It would actually play into his cards with the annoying thoughts in his mind.
"There is no need for that. It's fine. Now that you are already here, there is actually no need to continue talking about this anymore, either way. Right?!" The silver-eyed woman asked coldly.
There was a glint in her eyes, telling everyone that she was ready to throw her fists the moment one of them would be daring enough to open their mouth and spout nonsense.
Her eyes lingered on Dave the longest, only to realize that he was not even looking at her. Dave was staring at Nial, whose crystal clear eyes stared at him and the area beneath his feet.
"Your Mana is unstable. Yo–..." Nial Lacardia could barely say before Dave flinched. His eyes narrowed and he was about to say something only for the silver-eyed woman with a slender figure to appear next to him.
The smell of roses filled his nose, and it didn't take long before he felt a warm hand ruffling through his hair.
"That's right, my little boy. His Mana is unstable," She said, laughing lightly while continuing to dishevel his hair, "But don't worry about that. He should be able to fix his unstable Mana once the Soul Link with his Familiars improves. Spending some time with them will fix all of his problems easily!"
The silver-eyed woman didn't seem bothered about Dave's privacy, at all. She revealed Dave's problem without seeing a problem. Dave furrowed his eyebrows but he didn't say anything.
He knew that he made a mistake when he accepted a new Familiar shortly after advancing his Mana Core. Instead of rushing things, he should have consolidated his advancement properly. If he had done this, his Familiars wouldn't be suffering right now.
"...but that's not it, aunt…" Nial mumbled quietly. It was more of a reflex than actually intending to rebuke his aunt's comment.
Nobody was saying a thing after they heard what their leader said. Thus, Nial's words could be heard by everyone. They were silent but traveled across the entire central plaza.
"His familiar is on the verge of evolving, but it restricts itself to prevent killing him with their natural Soul Share…" Nial mumbled, mostly to himself with his eyes focused on the area more than ten meters beneath Dave.
"Isn't he trying to improve his physique, or rather, his vessel, in order to accept the Soul Share of his evolving Familiar? Why would he be focusing on strengthening his Soul Link?"
Nial didn't plan to pry into the business of other people, especially not when they were far more experienced than him.
However, the things he was doing right now were different. He was the only one with the golden eye and the ability to look at the potential of monsters.
Nial didn't know it beforehand but he could even see if a monster's potential hue was fluctuating wildly, indicating that a big portion of its remaining potential was about to be unleashed. It was as if the potential hue was wiggling wildly in an attempt to unleash the dormant potential.
Nial had never seen an evolution first-hand, and the things he found out about the Golden Eye were rather unknown, but Nial was certain that he could help out a bit.
Even if he had to learn a lot more about the Golden Eye, he should voice out his opinion, especially when it came to topics only he could figure out.
"Ayase…what is he talking about?" Dave asked, his eye moving over to the silver-eyed leader of the Silver Eye Clan. Ayase, Nial's aunt, looked over to Nial with a complex expression on her face.
"I wonder…"
Nial could tell that his aunt, Dave, and basically everyone else, were unable to understand what he was talking about.
'Can they not determine the evolution of a Familiar? Why is Dave's Familiar not saying anything?'
He pointed to the ground beneath the man and tilted his head lightly.
"Isn't the Mole Familiar yours?"
"...the Mole is my familiar, but what are you talking about?...and how do you know that?"
Dave was doubtful of Nial. From the beginning, he didn't want the Crown Prince in the Silver Eye Clan. After all, the Crown Prince's appearance was bound to cause trouble.
Dave would rather avoid this kind of trouble by denying Nial into the village. Unfortunately, that was already too late now that he was already there.
And, if Dave was to be honest, he was more confused about the young Crown Prince's words.
"Does that really matter? I am just telling you that you're killing yourself."
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