"You must already know why I called you, right?"
Merlin nodded slightly. "I know, Your Majesty. It's to go to the offering hall, isn't it?"
Vargan gave a faint smile. "Yes. You will go to the offering hall to meet the Dragon of Light. Once you're there, you will also receive its blessing. However, I must remind you that everything depends on your luck. If you manage to obtain it, it will be yours. But if not, you must be prepared to accept it. Do you understand?"
When the princes heard this, a flash of envy appeared in their eyes.
The offering hall was only opened a few times a year.
Usually, all members of the royal family would enter the hall and make their offering to the Dragon of Light.
If they were lucky, they could communicate with the dragon and receive its guidance.
Right now, Merlin had the chance to enter alone.
With his status as the child of prophecy, it was unlikely for the Dragon of Light to ignore his presence.
It would surely bestow its blessing.
