The World Championship will begin tomorrow; I could already feel the city vibrating with the powerhouses' energy.

Everywhere I look, I see powerhouses; the streets are filled with Kings. Those below the Kings are found in the same numbers as the Emperor Stage powerhouses, which is crazy; on the outside, it is very hard to such numbers of Emperors.

My parents came to the city three hours ago, and I am going over to their place to meet them. I would have gone there early if not for stuck under the meeting with Professor Jenkins.

That woman is really something; ever since I got out of my room in the morning, I did not get any chance to do anything other than studying and strategizing in the conference room; it helps that I am not the only one who is suffering.

Professor Jenkins is hellbent on providing us with every bit of information about every opponent we will face and making strategies to face them.

It may not seem like it, but that woman is excited about the championship, and I can understand why.

In the past thousand years, the performance of the Academy had been Abyssal. It had improved now and then, but there is no huge progress. In the past thousand years, the hundred World Championships that had been held, only three times any member of Academy get into Top 100.

There had never been someone who was able to get into the Top 50. It is very hard to believe that Academy had once upon a time had won the competition and many times its members had been the runner ups.

Those were the good old times, and there was not much hope of bringing them back till Elena and I appeared. Our performance has given some hope to Academy, and they are trying to provide us all the help they could so we could perform at our best.

Thud!

Soon, I landed in front of a mansion that is no less than of the Alexander Family. It is a Mansion of the Michealson Family; a few hundred years ago Michealson Family of the Mistson was no less powerful than the Alexander family of the Windgod Temple.

Currently, the Michealsons are barely able to maintain their status as the top family in the Mistson, and if they continue to decline at such speed, then in few decades, they would lose the designation and powers of the high-level family as well.

I do not care what happened to them; all I care about my parents, who are inside are inside the mansion.

"Stop," I heard from the guards manning the gate, "I am Micheal Zaar, Ive come to meet my parents," I said.

The guard looked confused and opened his mouth to say something when a young man appeared in front of him; the young man is my cousin Archie.

The last time I had seen him was in the Cometh City, and these nearly two years, he had grown a lot, both in physique and power. He had forged a lean body and also became a little taller before, and also he is at the Intial Level of Emperor, which is quite surprising.

His being Emperor is quite a surprise, not because of his progress but the things I heard from here and there, mostly from my mother and his sister, whom I sometimes talk.

They said he wanted to participate in the World Championship, which would not be possible since he had reached the Emperor Stage. Only Kings could participate in it; if not for it, World Championship would be called Battle King Championship.

Still, I couldn't help but admire his strength; there is a very faint aura coming out of him; that aura is enough for me to predict his strength, which I have to is quite impressive.

"Thanks," I said and went in; he and I never much speak; we had made only two times before and did not exchange more than few words.

I could feel his eyes boring at my back like he wanted to say something, but he did not, so I continued walking.

I wanted to call my parents to know where they are, but I did not have to; I had a familiar laugh from the garden and walked tower it.

"Higher father higher.." 

I saw a little of three years floating up down in very well-controlled energy Whirpool; she is laughing joyfully as she floats up and down.

"Brother," 

She finally heard the sound of walking I am intentionally making and shouted out loud as she came running toward me as my father safely dissipate the energy whirlpool.

"How is my little Angel," I said as I crouched down and picked her before kissing her cheeks, which are still chubby and cute.

"I missed you, brother," she said in her heart-melting voice, "I missed you too, my dear sister," I said and kissed her a couple of times more before putting her down.

She had Ashlyn in her tiny hands, whom she is slobbering with kisses. If it had been anyone else, Ashlyn would have flipped and thrown that person across the garden by now, but now, she is accepting rose kisses without any problem.

"Mom, Dad," I greeted my parents, who were sitting on the garden chairs. There seemed to no change in my mother; she is sitting on the chair lazily as she usually does.

On the other hand, my father had great change; he not only looks quite younger than before but also emitting the strength of peak Prince, which is quite great considering last time, I had seen him, he was only Knight.

There is one surprising thing about the aura that my father is emitting; it is quite weak; it is even below that of average Princes.

He should not be this weak, especially since my mother had gone to some secrete ruin to get this Inheritance. There must be some mystery in it; I will have to ask him later.