Three Prime Candidates

"What will we do now?" Sarah leaned her head on Varian's shoulder and interlocked fingers. "Even if only three of them come here, it's three rank 7s, right?"

Varian stared at the sunset with his wife on top of a mountain house, his gaze blank and his mind lost in thought.

Sarah's words registered in his brain but no answer came up.

Pala kingdom had its own customs of picking a crown prince. Anyone from the Palarei race would be eligible.

Since the current king, a peak rank 9 powerhouse was going to retire in a few hundred years, he added specific conditions that filtered out thousands of aspirants.

It was just one rule.

[You cannot be older than 666 years.]

Varian didn't know the reason behind that number but he did know that the three main contenders of the race perfectly satisfied the condition.

Prince Merov, a genius overwhelming the entire Pala kingdom. At the mere age of 300, he had reached peak of rank 7.