Chapter 1846 Preparations

Chapter 1846 Preparations

The naming ceremony was shorter than Rui had expected, much to his delight. They adorned him with garlands of flowers and leaves as well as leaving markings across his body, making him swear to a number of oaths.

"I hereby swear to act in good faith with those who bear the name of Silas..."

"I hereby swear to always do good by my kin..."

"I hereby swear to never betray the name of Silas..."

"Hm..." His grandmother regarded him. "Then rise, Rui Quarrier Silas Kandria."

Rui stood up from a kneeling position, smiling at her.

"From this day forth, you shall bear the name of Silas," she told him in a solemn tone. "Never forget your oaths, your responsibilities, or the privileges of being part of our clan."

"I will not forget," he promised.

She smiled affectionately at him. "And that brings us to an end to the ceremony."

Rui nodded. "...I must return now. But before I go."

He pulled out a communication artifact, handing it to his grandmother. "This is a reliable cross-continental means of reaching me. Please let me know what your decision is before the week ends."

"I shall be sure to do that, my grandson."

Rui smiled. "I look forward. Goodbye."

The entire clan came forth to bid him goodbye in unison before Sage Sayfeel activated his breathing technique, propelling them forward at extreme speeds in the sky toward the Kandrian Empire.

This time, however, Rui was too consumed in his thoughts to pay too much attention to the view of the travel.

"How do you think that went?"

"..."

"Understood, sir."

"Also, get me in touch with all the companies that engage in research, production, and manufacturing of longevity potions."

"Yes, sir."

"Also..."

Rui's certain renewed vigor had not gone unnoticed. He was too powerful for people to miss his sudden drive. First, his administration noticed, followed by his inner orbit, then his entire faction, and eventually the political class of the Kandrian Empire all grew confused as Rui suddenly rushed into a flurry of preparations and arrangements with a variety of parties.

It was rather strange.

He had already won the Kandrian Throne War.

There was nothing else left to win.

Why was he getting so riled up?

Nobody understood.

While they watched in confusion, however, Rui had made multiple preliminary preparations for the settlement of the Silas Clan into the Kandrian Empire. These were the kind of preparations that didn't cost him much, considering how much wealth he had. He made multiple arrangements for housing across the entire Empire depending on which region they liked and what kind of housing they wanted.

There were many forests and natural habitats in the Kandrian Empire that they could reside in should they have chosen to build their own housing in the manner they pleased; Rui had already begun scouting multiple candidates for regions they might want to settle in.

BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT

Just a day later, he received a call on his communication artifact.

It was his grandmother.

A single remark escaped her.

"We accept your offer."