Chapter 567 Their fates are intertwined

Chapter 567 Their fates are intertwined

Alec and everyone else stared at Sinon's nameplate with an intrigued expression as the winged demi-human inscribed a title on the nameplate for himself.

Once Sinon finished, the nameplate in his hand dispersed to create a circle on the back of his hand, and another name appeared within one of the numerous projections hovering in the sky.

[The Ruler of Skies.]

He chuckled and shrugged his shoulders with a smile. If others can claim grand titles for themselves, why can't he? Zron tsked at the young man and shook his head. Back in his days, young people were not so utterly shameless. But the old dwarf's face turned deadpan when Susan also wrote down a strange title for himself.

[The elderly Emperor.]

Zron looked at the white-haired elder who grinned at the title as the nameplate in his hand scattered in the air.

"So... you have also chosen to be shameless like the youngsters?"

Susan chuckled at his words.

"What's wrong with being shameless? It's fine to join the young ones occasionally to enjoy the moment. No need to be so old-fashioned all the time."

Yon, who was about to jot down his name, stopped upon hearing Susan's words and also inscribed something different.

[The Divine Hammer.]

Zron rolled his eyes and shook his head with a sigh. In reality, he was somewhat tempted to join the Gladiator Arena just to craft a powerful title for himself. However, even though he could, he decided against it... It's not because he was scared; he simply didn't want to intensify the competition for the younger ones.

Alec peeked at Lara's nameplate. She seemed lost in thought, her brows furrowed in deep concentration. With a gentle smile, he brushed aside the strands of hair that had fallen on her face.

"Just write down whatever comes into your head. Don't bother with Sinon; he's a bit of a dimwit, you know. Feel free to put your name if you feel like it..."

He rose from his chair and leaned over Carcel to check his nameplate. However, he couldn't hold back a chuckle when he saw that Carcel's nameplate was blank, not a single word on it.

"So, you couldn't even think of a title? That's... haha, the most cringiest thing I have ever seen in my life."

Carcel pushed his face back with a grim expression. He knew he wasn't good at this, but there was no need to mock him. He just wanted to write his name, even though the others had chosen strange titles. But when even Mia picked a title for herself, he found himself unable to write his own name. How could he be left out when everyone else had decided to do something together?

Mia gave him a quick look and held back a smile. She pointed to the round circle on the back of her hand.

"I put down 'The Azure Mage' because I'm a mage and my eyes are blue. You can just pick a title related to your strengths."

Carcel gave a nod. His brows furrowed with a serious expression as he thought for a bit and then wrote down his title.

However, by the time he finished, everyone around him was staring at his nameplate, and they all burst into laughter when they read what he had written.

[Just a Spear Lord.]

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of blue eyes narrowed at them with strange emotions swirling within the glowing orbs. The old man in a cream-colored robe, seated before the mermaid statue, closed his eyes when his pupils started stinging. The people in similar robes around him all looked at him with concerned expressions. One of the older women questioned with an unreadable expression.

"What happened, old Hal? You have been focusing on a particular group of people for a while. Have you seen something special in them?"

The old man, called Harold, but known as old Hal by others, rubbed his closed eyes.

"Their fates are intertwined... but someone or something in their lives is hindering me from discerning what is truly inscribed in their fates. This is the first instance where my ability is faltering."

He blinked a few times and looked at the man with golden pupils. The young man eyes were stunning, with golden threads swirling within them.

"I suspect they are all connected to the young man who proclaimed himself as the Overlord of the Sea, as his fate is also somewhat vague."

The woman's lips turned upwards. Her smile seemed innocent and kind, but her eyes hinted at a touch of disdain.

"Who cares? Just picking fancy titles doesn't make them important. They need to prove they are as good as they say they are. Anyway, we will find out if they have got what it takes once the battles kicks off."