Proclamation of the King

"What can we do? He's the Fourth Prince after all, we're just little hunters. Let's go back first and see what the commander has to say about it!"

Roger, helplessly, looked at his teammates as he made a decision.

Then the seventh and eighth fighter squadrons of the county summoned their mounts and departed toward the east.

...

Seeing everyone return without trying to stop him, Trinity sighed in relief.

"If I were not decisive in leaving as soon as I said it, it might even be difficult to persuade them to return without me, for to them I am still a coward and timid!" In fact, what was the real situation of this Fourth Prince? To come live in such a small and desolate place?"

Trinity wondered when at the same time he began to check in his memories the previous life of the Fourth Prince as he made his way to the lake.

...

3 weeks ago...

Song of the Abyss, Capital Royal of Kingdom Myriad of the Abyss.

A middle-aged man in red robes and a golden crown on his head looked from one of the highest points of a magnificent castle to the square in front that was full of people looking in the same direction, the King.

The King raised his right arm signaling for the vast crowd of people to be silent.

"I, Lorgartar Sanchez as the King, before all those present, proclaim the beginning of the competition for the promotion of the Crown Prince among my four children!"

Suddenly, the whole crowd erupted with all sorts of arguments.

"Long live Your Majesty the King!"

"Long live the king!"

"Your Majesty is wise and just. Long live the King!"

"Your Majesty, tell us, what will the competition be like ?!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, what are the criteria of competition?"

"The King is wise and just, why hasten so much? Of course, Your Majesty will tell us!"

"You are right, your Majesty is wise and just, let us wait and soon we will know!"

The King paused and watched the tumult with a satisfied smile.

Shortly after, the King raised his right arm again and soon, only the wind breeze was audible to all.

"As you all must know! To be a King, you not only need strong fists, but you also need wisdom and vision of the future!"

"For a Kingdom is always undergoing transformations of growth, at the same time that difficulties arise that are not enough to be decided by the fists, but a fair trial to better solve this situation so that all are happy."

"A good King is the one who best rules!"

The King paused as he looked into the right corner where his four children were.

The crowd in the square once again celebrated and the screams were audible in every corner.

"As expected, Your Majesty is Wise. Long live the King!"

"Yes, it's all right, a good King is the one who best rules!"

"That's right, we do not need a King who rules everything with the fists. Long live the King!"

In the midst of all these shouts of greetings and praises, a little girl in her 5 years of age who was holding hands with her mother looked with her wide eyes and questioned questioningly.

"Mama, what's the difference between a King who governs with his fists and a King who best governs?"

The girl's mother looked at the lovely daughter with fat cheeks, dark hair and a fringe on her forehead covering her thin lashes, smiling at that naive question.

"My dear daughter, if your kitten her had an accident and broke her four paws, you would take her to take care of her by spending her savings on treatment or would you take your life away by saying you were taking her out of your misery?"

The little girl looked at her mother with wide eyes as she responded gruffly.

"Mama, of course I would do anything to take care of the she kitten, I would never let her die!"

The little girl's mother looked with a satisfied smile at her little adorable daughter as she pressed her cheeks together.

"Then my little girl, if a king chooses to take the life of his kitten, what would he be?"

"He would be an evil king!" The girl pouted and watched the king in the castle while made tantrum.

"Then my little girl, a king who best rules, would have made the same choice as yours. A king who governs with his fists would have taken the life of the kitten! You notice the difference between the two now, right?"

"I want a King who best rules and not one who governs with fists!" the little girl screams loudly and her mother laugh at her cuteness.

The passers-by beside, witnessing this whole scene could not help laughing loudly at how cute and adorable this little girl was.

"Your Majesty is just and benevolent. Long live the King!"

More and more of the passers-by in the square began shouting loudly in greetings and praises.

After looking at his four children in the corner to the right of the balcony of the great castle and his three wives, the King returned to look at the commotion in the praying and once again raised his right arm causing everything to be silent again.

"Dear fellow countrymen, as you all know, a King who best rules is the one who best develops his Kingdom and for that, the competition for the Crown Prince is based on this challenge!"

The King paused as he continued.

"In our Kingdom, Myriad of the Abyss, although we have made great improvements over the past 100 years, there are still counties and duchies that need great investment and development."

"I have selected 4 of them in the most urgent state, one being in the extreme south, north, east, and one in the far west where each of my children will live from today."

"My eldest son, Ronald, will go north."

"My second son, Alexander, will go east."

"My third daughter, Kimberly, will go south and my fourth child, Trinity, who in three weeks will turn 18, will go to the far west!"

"Your challenge is to economically and expansively develop each of these sites over the next 10 years. The one who performs the best will be chosen to be the crown prince regardless of their stage of cultivation!"

The King made his proclamation echo like the roar of thunder in the ears of every concentrated in the square.

The crowd once again erupted and shouted as loudly as they could.

"Your Majesty is just and benevolent. Long live the King!"

"Long live Your Majesty the King!"

"Live king!"

...

Palace of the Royal Family.

In the center of a large hall was a table that extended for up to 30 meters, and on both sides, nobles from the capital and other duchies of the Kingdom celebrated with a banquet the success of the King's proclamation a few hours earlier.

However, at the same time that this festive atmosphere was in progress, at the bottom of the hall upon arriving on a balcony of the castle, there were 4 people having a brief discussion.

"Second brother, I hope we have fair competition and the one who best governs be the heir chosen by our father!"

One man in his 40s smiled complacently as he spoke to his second brother, ignoring the other two without even looking at them.

The second prince smiled brightly as he answered.

"First brother, I naturally agree with that, but do you speak of fair competition when you do not even consider our younger brothers?"

A beautiful woman in her twenties next to them snorted as she answered.

"Second brother, do not bother to waste words when speaking for us!"

"You two are the same!"

"At the first opportunity, you will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals, and that fair competition will have no meaning!"

"I'm not wasting any more time here and I'm going south now!"

Before leaving the porch where they were, Kimberly paused at the door as she looked into the more withdrawn corner.

"As for you, fourth brother, I hope you change your personality and attitudes so that our Royal Family is not seen as a generation of weak and cowardly!"

Princess Kimberly dismissed her thoughts as she left, leaving the three brothers stunned.

"Hahaha, our third sister always so good-humored!" Ronald broke the silence.

"Anyway, she's right, we do not need this sibling reunion. I'm leaving now to the East!"

Alexandre was indifferent leaving the balcony with only his first and fourth brother.

"These two bastards remain the same! They think they can compete with me, Ronald Sanchez, the first prince?"

All this time, the fourth prince had said nothing, just watched in silence as he sat in a more withdrawn corner as if he were invisible.

"How about you?" Ronald looked at his fourth brother and questioned him.

The Fourth Prince shuddered and shrank even more in the corner where he lowered his head.

"Haha... Forget it, I don't have to worry about someone like you!"

Ronald smiled devilishly and continued.

"However, it's good to be aware of one thing, I'll be the crown prince and as for you, you'd better find a little place and live obediently! Otherwise, do not blame me for making you suffer the consequences! Hahah..."

Ronald was laughing devilishly when it suddenly went severe and spoke in a menacing tone as left his last sentence to his fourth brother.

"Anyway, I'll send Johnson to keep an eye on you!"

...

"So that's how the real situation of this Fourth Prince was?"

"How disappointing! Even your sister seems like a stronger, fearless person!"

"No matter! As I said before, since reincarnation in this body, I will not mind eliminating dog life from those who oppose me!"

"As for this competition, I had already planned to develop this small county in a big city. I'm not interested in being the crown prince, but if it has to be... So be it!"

Trinity whispered to himself after checking in his memories the real situation of the last 3 weeks of the Fourth Prince.

"So, this is the red lake that supplies the crystals?"

Trinity murmured as he reached a red lake measuring a 10-meter radius length and covered by a layer of crimson haze.