How I Became The Strongest Sovereign - Chapter 159

As my body phased out through the blue portal several army officers aimed their magic weapons at me but eased as they saw Malia and the others begin to also phase out of the portal from behind me.

“All the girls will follow me and you. You have been summoned by the higher ups, follow General snyder to the headquarters.” A stern woman ordered.

I nodded glancing back at Naz and Malia before following General Snyder, a man in his mid 30’s at the 6th mana pool stage.

Whilst the girls were led to another site of the camp to freshen up and get questioned, I was directly taken to the Headquarters. I prepared myself for what was to come.

“You may enter.” A powerful voice resounded from inside a tent, which was being protected by 50 armed personnel.

General Snyder, opened up the entrance into the tent allowing me to enter first before he followed behind me.

Several eyes of high ranked individuals focused on me straight away but I kept my calm, not phased by their domineering gazes that would have made any other normal person melt.

The general bowed when he entered the tent after me. He shot me a gaze to also bow but I ignored him. I would never bow to stick up nobles like these.

“Tell us what happened word by word right this instant you peasant!” One of them shouted, slamming his fist on the round table that they all sat around.

“Calm down. Is that how you speak to the saviour of those kids?” A familiar figure questioned with a powerful voice.

It was the Vrimeon Kingdom’s king.

He made the unruly noble man quiet down with a single command. After a couple seconds the king focused his arrogant eyes towards me.

He picked up a file from the desk and opened it up.

“Zeref Amara. A student at Xanxus Academy with exceptional abilities. Has shown the use of multiple elements. He owns the Bank of Vrimeon and also owns a large share in the Hunter Association. Whilst he’s a part time student he is also a famous Unranked S rank Hunter, recently involved in the closure of the Calamity class threat.

“His father died when he was young and he lives with his lone mother and 3 friends: Jace Stinkend, Malia Stronghold and Mike Stronghold. Quite the profile.” The King dropped the file on the desk and looked at me with eyes still filled with arrogance.

“This second breakout has caused an uproar in the kingdom. We want to control this situation as swiftly as possible. Our sources have told us that it may be the works of an organisation that we’ve never heard of; we had suspicions that it was Umbra but we couldn’t confirm anything as when we arrived there, all the figures had been killed. We still haven’t said anything to the public but rumours are spreading ast. Therefore, it’s of great urgency that we know what happened that night, you must tell us the truth.” The king looked at me nonchalantly.

A silence covered the room as the noblemen all looked at me still trying to digest the information that had just been read out.

“In the middle of the night, an army of dark figures attacked the camp. There must have been people working on the inside of the camp as most of the guards were unconscious when the ambush happened.

“I kept track of The captured girls’ mana signatures and followed them. There was another figure that night who descended and wiped out all of the thousands of figures that were swarming the camp and when he was done he left just as fast as he had arrived. My friends and I hid while all this was happening and when it was over, I made sure to send my friends back and then go rescue the girls. By the time your personnel would arrive the girls would have already been sold away, so I took it upon myself to get them back.” I summarised everything whilst also adding a lie.

I knew it was unrealistic to say I murdered thousands of mages all above the 4th mana pool stage all by myself. It was stupid and I didn’t trust the arrogant eyes of the king enough to expose any more information.

“What bullshit!” One of the fat noblemen with gold teeth shouted.

I exhaled lightly, controlling my anger that was building up.

“I have several powerful assassins waiting outside your mansion right now. Your mother, Rosaline, your friends, I’ve rounded them all up inside your little mansion. I suggest you tell us the truth otherwise it won’t end well for you.” The king spoke without a trace of fear.

A period of silence filled the room as the noblemen all looked at me smugly.

“If anything happens to my mother and friends. I can assure you I will wipe out your entire lineage and every noble household with a click of my fingers.” My monstrous mana pressure and killing intent shook the Earth and dark clouds began forming outside. All of the noblemen and even the personnel guarding the camp outside froze in fear, unable to comprehend which magisterial being’s pressure had descended on them.

Fear showed on the king’s face for the first time as the arrogant glint in his eyes had disappeared.

“Believe me, you do not want to make me an enemy. This kingdom…” I walked forward and tapped my finger on the round table shattering it into fragments of wood.

“…will cease to exist.”

Powerful!

Overbearing!

Magisterial!

My words resonated throughout their minds instilling a permanent and unforgettable message in their heads.

Turning around, I left the tent with my hands in my pockets.

All the soldiers looked at me wide eyed as They were still under the effects of my overbearing pressure, bringing them all to their knees.

I opened a portal and jumped through it without hesitation.

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-After Zeref left the camp-

An eerie silence fell over the whole camp as soldiers questioned what kind of powerful monster had appeared and gone in such a short time. Some of the lower ranking soldiers had even pissed themselves from utter fear and shock.

The powerful gaze and statement of Zeref imprinted in the high positioned men inside the tent, repeating like a broken record in their minds.

All the arrogance and highly thoughts they had about themselves ceased to exist.

What an overbearing individual.

The pressure he had unveiled on these poor souls was almost on par with many monarchs.

“R-red list him. We can’t have such a dangerous individual running around. He could threaten all of our positions.” The king regained his thoughts and spoke, still gulping everytime Zeref’s words would play out again in his mind.

“Didn’t you see that monster? We don’t have anyone that can even come close to killing him.” One of the nobles retorted, forgetting all of the formalities.

“Hire all the top ranking S Rank Hunters and our most powerful soldiers. We’ll take help from neighbouring nations if we have to!” The king shouted, gripping his teeth.

‘Such a threat to my existence must die!’