Receiving affirmation from his teacher, Kael took the Magic Robe sewn by Luxius from the box and donned it.
Amidst the focused gazes from the audience, there were those who rejoiced in his success, those who envied, and those who were jealous...
Those emotions that were well-hidden in the past were completely exposed to Kael's perception as he became increasingly capable of controlling his own bloodline's influence.
However, this time, as he faced them, Kael's mood turned more tranquil instead.
He always knew what he should do; at this moment, what he needed to do was exude the confidence of a candidate for Magic Monarch, representing himself, representing Ingles, representing the Federation, and proclaim to the whole world—
I came, I saw, I conquered!
At this moment, it is the time for me to officially become the Magic Monarch!
