278 Serum

His office quiet once again, King Rychell lean back in his chair and closed his eyes.

A few moment later a light click was heard and a sinister voice broke the tranquility of the room.

"Your children are weak."

"Yes, I know...but I do not need them to be strong."

"True."

An old man dressed in dark grey robes with a cane, walked across the room to sit in front King Rychell. The wrinkles on his tan face was deep, although his didn't look his age, time was telling on his face.

"Voron, why have you come out?" Rychell quickly threw up a barrier spell around his office before they continued their conversation.

Looking at his friend's youthful face made Voron sigh with regret and envy.

"We need to move along with the research. Why haven't you sent more people to find the trees?"

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"You mean Lord Roderock and Jandar?"

"Hmm...we found their aircraft in the canyons, burnt to a crisp. Nothing of their research was left." The last time he spoke to Jandar, he said he had gotten a good clue and that he might've found the tree they were looking for. So, he waited and waited for good news, but all he got for his patience was a charred shuttle with no Jandar, no Lord Roderock and no Tree.

"Have you found anything from Lord Roderock's office."

"No, and I have really killed off his clan."

"….en." What we are doing can't be let out to anyone, it is best that we kill all the loose ends.

"I've sent new people to the location to see what they could find out about Jandar and his findings, but…" Rychell shrugged helplessly.

Voron knew how that was going. How were they to know that their failures would have reached that far? Things were getting too out of hand for them lately.

"I need to control the situation over there before it becomes known. I have been blocking all comms and signals from escaping that place." Rychell held his head before slamming his hands down on the desk.

"I know it's there! Jandar and Lord Roderock sudden deaths are just too suspicious." Voron agreed. Jandar and Lord Roderock dying in an aircraft fire out in the middle of the canyons just didn't make sense.

"Rowood City… Who are you going to send?" Voron asked.

Turning away from his long time friend, Rychell stood and walked to his wide office windows, looking out to the sites of the imperial city.

"Prince Ailwin."

"Wha-Why would you send him!" Voron couldn't understand where his friend's head was at. Even though things were looking bad for them, the last thing he should do is add in the successor of the Dragon star to fix their mess.

"Voron… We don't have enough man power to control the situation over there."

Voron shook his head. They have been friend for too long for him to believe it just comes down to them not having enough people.

"Rychell. You want to see, don't you?"

Rychell didn't say anything, making Voron believe he wasn't going to talk until he turned around to look at him.

"For nineteen years we have been haunted by his ghost, if it weren't for that bi*ch putting a spell on this body," Rychell pointed to himself, "I would have killed that boy a long time ago."

"I know…"

"If you know then you know why I must send him. If he is indeed the successor of the Dragon star then only he can stop this bad situation we are in."

"...and if he is not?"

"Then I will grieve for my lost son." Reclaiming his seat Rychell opened up the map of Rowood City and it's surroundings.

"Putting Prince Ailwin's matter aside," Rychell circled an area of the map, "somewhere here is the key. We will send a couple of our people with the Shadow Wolves Army."

"Couldn't we just blow that city up... Do we really need to expose ourselves like this?" Voron didn't like the risky venture his friend was taking.

"No, what if we happen to blow up the tree as well? We can't take the chance." Rychell refused the idea.

"...en. We've hit a road block on the serum. If we cannot find that tree, all the work we have done until now will all be for nothing." Voron hung his head as he looked down at his aged hands. Clenched them into fist, he sighed at how weak they were.

"We will find it, it is only a matter on time."

Feeling someone trying to intrude into his office. The barrier he arranged around the office began to crack with ringing bells.

"You need to leave."

"En." Voron left his chair and walked back to the side room.

After making sure his desk was free of their work and his friend was safely away, Rychell walked to open his door and greet his guests.