In the Throne Room of Castle Recquir.

Lucas sat in his throne with a stern gaze as he looked towards his retainers.

Below him were four knights surrounding three people.

The three people kneeled in respect towards the king.

"Speak."

With that one word, the one in the middle of the three raised his head and spoke.

"Your Highness, we have come to inform you that due to the recent events, there shall be an Alliance Conference soon."

Lucas nodded his head.

"We have known that the Alliance Conference would soon commence. We have already received word of it in a letter earlier. So, what are the finer details of the meeting?"

Lucas asked.

"The leader of the Golden Eagle Sect has summoned all the leaders of the human race to an alliance conference. And the location of the meeting place shall be the Recquir Empire. It shall be held two weeks later."

The messenger spoke respectfully.

"Hmm... Held here? Why should it be here?"

"Your Majesty, the locations of the previous Alliance Conference's were held by the other major powers, the Recquir Empire, or rather the Flowing Spring Sect is the only major power where the Alliance Conference wasn't held before. Therefore, following the order, the Recquir Empire is where the Alliance Conference shall be held."

"Hmm... Very well. We have received the summons of the Alliance Conference and shall be pleased to hold it in Our Recquir Empire. As guests of the Empire, We advise you all to rest in the castle for the night."

Lucas assented to the request.

"We are honored, Your Majesty."

The messengers respectfully bowed their heads, gave their thanks and left as they were dismissed.

Alone in his throne, Lucas began thinking.

"It should be time soon. Hopefully, we can avert the chaos and let everything conclude peacefully. For now, I shall inform Ancestor. It's fortunate that the Alliance Conference shall be held here."

Lucas thought.

"I shall pay him a visit then."

Lucas rose from his throne and left for his room.

Serra had left a certain artifact that allowed him to communicate with him from afar, this should be the ideal time to use it.

"I see... So it will be held in our empire..."

A blue orb began to flash as it let out a voice.

It was Serra's voice.

The artifact only allowed voices to reach.

"Ancestor, your instructions please."

Lucas asked respectfully.

"Lucas, arrange for me to be able to attend as someone the others won't pay too much attention to. It is a stroke of fortune that it will be held here. I will reveal myself and explain the arrangements in time. For now, begin preparations."

"Yes, Ancestor."

With that, the light within the orb faded and silence filled the room.

"Now then... It's time for me to work."

Lucas began heading to his throne while thinking of his next task.