Chanakya, the mind of Mauryan

"Tower of Temperance in the North, Tower of Patience in the South, Tower of Purity in the East, Tower of Prudence in the west, Tower of justice in the Royal palace and Tower of Wisdom in the south of the capital, together there were six magic towers, each headed by one among the seven sages"

Chanakya explained as he slowly walked in the hallways of the royal palace.

His head was full of white hair, a light-white robe with a golden border design was covering his body, and his back was slightly bent indicating that he had lived for a long time, but despite that, he had very sharp eyes that seemed to pierce through everything.

Although he looked like a kind and easygoing gramps with his long white beard at first sight, there was a sort of Majesty and Mystery to this man.

"But now that you have joined, it will be 7 magic towers, I guess"

Sage Chanakya smiled gently turning his head back.

Walking just behind him was the newly appointed master of the 7th magic tower, Sage of Diligence, Vyasa.

Sage Vyasa was looking at Prime minister, Chanakya with eyes filled with pure admiration.

Even though he himself was above 50 years of age, while also an 8th-circle mage, he couldn't help but show utmost respect to the man in front of him.

Because, the one in front of him was none other than the Sage of Wisdom, Chanakya, who was known throughout the empire as the mind of great Mauryan for his immense knowledge and insight.

There was a reason why he got a title as grand as that and it's not something like a secrete as everyone in the Mauryan was aware of it.

Going back in time, even before the rise of the great Mauryan empire, when the land was divided into small kingdoms and ruled by native lords, Sage Chanakya served as a minister in one of those kingdoms.

It was not clearly known what happened, but they say he suddenly stepped down from his position and went somewhere unknown.

Only after ten years did he appear again, along with a young man, Chandragupta Maurya, who later became the first emperor of the Mauryan empire.

They say Sage Chanakya was the one who aided the previous emperor to conquer the land and rise to glory.

Along with the previous Emperor, he was one of the founding members of the great Mauryan empire.

The previous emperor was a disciple of Sage Chanakya, and he was very fond of him, as a result, he appointed Sage Chanakya as the prime minister, and ever since then, his position has been unshaken.

The previous emperor even thought of him as his father figure, so there was pretty much no one in the entire Mauryan who could stand against him.

Not to mention his knowledge and wisdom, which were still unsurpassed.

All in all, it wouldn't be wrong to call him one of the pillars of the great Empire, that's why for the citizens of the Mauryan, he was nothing short of a role model.

And since such a figure was personally guiding him towards his residence, Sage Vyasa couldn't help but feel excited.

Growing up Sage Chanakya has been a role model for him, and it was only now that he got to meet him that too being appointed as one of the seven sages.

It was probably the happiest day in Sage Vyasa's life.

"I am honored that you think of me as an equal, Sir Chanakya"

It wasn't him being humble, Sage Vyasa really felt that way.

"Don't lower yourself, Sage Vyasa, You have worked hard to get into this position"

Sage Vyasa smiled with contentment and didn't say anything in return as he thought it may sound disrespectful.

He quietly listened to Sage Chanakya's instructions while admiring him inwardly.

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Guest adobe of the royal palace.

The grandeur of the Royal palace was as exquisite as one could expect, the hallways were decorated with various exquisite decorations and everything down to the floor was shining as if it were screaming the word 'luxury'.

And in such a luxurious and overbearing place, a melody that was too rare to be heard was exuding out.

Calm like the flowing river and serine as the field of grass.

The melody pierced the heart of the listener capturing their mind and soul.

The source of the sound was from inside a room where a young maiden, as beautiful as a flower, was singing to her heart's content.

Sitting by the small pond that was built as a decorative was the beautiful maiden.

With pitch-black hair, jade-like skin, and sharp sword-like black eyes, she was the very definition of beauty.

And the mole just below her lips increased her charm by two-fold.

Any man under the sky would be dazed at her appearance, it would be right to call her a goddess on earth instead.

Combined with her beauty, the melody became even soother for the ears.

She was lighting up the room with the song.

It was not long before that the servants working in the royal palace started to gather around her, dazed by her serine voice and appearance.

"wow...."

"Am I seeing the goddess right now?"

"How beautiful!!"

Exclamations could be heard among them as they murmured while listening to the song.

And as the song continued the number of servants around her increased.

It wasn't known for how long but by the time the beautiful maiden stopped her song, she was fully surrounded by people.

Seeing her face, she was a bit frustrated and agitated, seeing the crowd.

But what was waiting to greet her was even more surprising.

"Your majesty....!"

The Emperor himself was standing beside her while all the servants were either kneeling or bowing to him.

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