Chapter 606: Unfathomable
"We were a step too late once again..."
The three Monarchs of the Africor Continent didn't seem perturbed at the words. The world shook around them, and it seemed that the pyramid was going to be reset once more.
King Roderic stood with his usual obsidian beard and bronze band across his forehead, his fierce amber eyes more a reflection of his usual state of stoicism rather than any fear or apprehension at what was happening around them.
By his side, there were the other two Monarchs of their nation.
King Thorian seemed quite feminine and soft compared to Roderic. His frame was slight, and from time to time he would extend a long, slender finger from the large sleeves of his robes that looked more woman than man.
This finger drew across the air as though he was calculating something before shifting his glasses slightly and vanishing into his large sleeves once more.
Of them all, he was the only one not dressed in armor, including Queen Amara.
The Queen had a head of fiery red hair and a valiant air to her that was quite shockingly reminiscent of Cassarae. Those that knew her would likely agree. Though her tongue wasn't nearly as fierce as Cassarae's, her large, heavy great sword she carried on her back told its own tale.
It was quite the contrast to see a woman clearly in her late thirties display such a demeanor, but she wore it well. Her retainers respected her all the more for it.
Amara's braided ponytail swayed as she looked up into the skies.
"We will start again," she said lightly. "This should be the third and final."
Then there was Sylas...
They had high opinions of him, and their words reflected that. But to put things bluntly... there were levels to the way the world functioned, and the moment it was proven to them that Sylas didn't have the backing of the Grimblade family, though their opinions of him only rose as a result, he ceased to be someone that they took very seriously.
How could the might of one person compare to that of a nation?
The governments hadn't been preparing for as long as Legacy, but they had a more focused approach to preparation. The sudden end to the Trial had caught them off guard, but it had already been over eight months since then.
Everything that they had put in place for decades, no... centuries, were finally starting to bear fruit. The City Steles hadn't been used just yet, but Class Steles, special Professions, unique Legendary Path Treasures, some of which had already been leveled up beyond reasonable standards...
The number of trump cards they had was unfathomable.
And it wasn't just a matter of foundation and planning either. Or maybe it was precisely because of those two things that the personal strengths of the highest individuals in the various governments couldn't be underestimated.
There was a reason that the Leaderboard was occupied by the hidden families alone, and there was no one of the governments and Legacy to be found.
In fact, if not for the fact that the hidden families were having a competition between their heir candidates, they wouldn't be on that list either.
If one took the Level Leaderboard as the end-all, be-all of strength... well... one wouldn't be
too far from ending up like Ragnar Ravenclaw, the former tenth place.
And the way the three Monarchs walked around exuded precisely that confidence in themselves. But it wasn't just them... each one came with four retainers, and each one of them exuded the very same confidence.
The power of these people was unfathomable.