The Extra of The Lunerra

Chapter 444 - 77: The King’s Weak Side

"First of all... what you are about to hear is personal information that will give you the shock of your life. So... please don’t act immediately after hearing it, stay calm."

All the happiness that had just been on the king’s face disappeared.

Anxiety.

Fear.

Anxiety.

I saw it all, in fleeting seconds, on Faelan Aroniel’s face.

"This will be about... your son. So I want you to avoid looking at his side as much as possible."

At first he was a little surprised to hear that it was about his son, Alith. But then he realized that he really wasn’t going to like what I was going to say and his brow furrowed.

He was so focused on me that I felt an intense pressure, even though he wasn’t using mana.

Still, I couldn’t back down, so taking a deep breath... I started.

"You know what I am, right? The whole planet knows."

The king thought for a moment, but without waiting for him to find the answer, I answered my own question.

"I am a half-wiera, a condition of the soul and body to which most of Saligia and almost all of its officials belong, which allows the energy of chaos to be harnessed."

King Faelan nodded his head in agreement. As a world leader, he knew what I was talking about.

The Order should have told them almost everything about it.

"As a wiera, even half one, I am sensitive to caora because I am a bit special. I can instantly sense where it is being used, where it is concentrated, and where the stagnant caora in the atmosphere is headed."

King Faelan’s eyes gradually widened, as if realizing where this conversation was heading.

"And your son, Alith Aroniel, is surrounded by caora. So much so that... I have to force myself not to feel it."

His hands, his lips trembled, even if he somehow tried to remain calm no matter how he reacted in any situation.

Whereas before he had spoken decisively about the execution of Adrian and Alysia, now...

"D- don’t be ridiculous..."

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It was as if he had become a much more fragile man.

"Alith Aroniel is a wiera, Your Royal Highness."

"I said, don’t be ridiculous!"

I kept my eyes on him, trying not to draw attention to myself. I didn’t change my tone at all so that the words would enter his mind properly.

"I’m sorry... but your son has most likely joined Saligia and is now simply a spy."

"L- lie-"

His words were cut off in an instant. His eyes were behind me, where he looked whenever he wanted to make sure I was lying.

"A- Ah..."

He opened his mouth, tried to say something, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t stop his hands from shaking, maybe even tears would have come to his eyes if he wasn’t trying to stay calm.

"No, n- no... no..."

It was as if he had forgotten his pride as an elf, forgotten how he should act as a king in such a situation. And, of course, everyone in the chamber inevitably reacted to this situation.

The guards reacted the most.

The moment King Faelan’s posture, his expression deteriorated, all the mana in the chamber spun like a wild whirlpool.

I found four spears circling my neck, two more right in front of my eyes, ready to pierce my skull at any moment... and one last one touching my back.

The only thing that stopped them was King Faelan’s trembling hand in the air.

"S- stand back... he has done nothing wrong."

The guards did not even question the order. All the spears around me retreated quickly, and their owners backed out of the sound barrier at the same time, but with slow steps. When they were all back in place, I studied the expressions of the others in the chamber.

I had not told Adrian, Alysia, or Julian that the prince was a wiera. I was the only one who knew, so the king’s reaction was unexpected even for them.

Aside from them, Queen Aranel looked quite worried. She wondered what words had put her husband in this state, but there were also traces of fear on her face. Phloria Aroniel was confused, locked on her father, trying to understand what was happening.

And so, I looked at the star of our current topic.

His mouth was agape, he was looking at his father with an expression of confusion and shock.

But then his eyes left his ’father’ and turned to me. And... our eyes met.

I paused for a moment, completely different thoughts popped into my mind this time.

Humans, though this is an elf I’m dealing with, but... what a hypocrite they are, aren’t they?

They care so much about people who are associated with them, yet they can be so cruel to others, even if they are innocent, just because they are not related to them.

And I am also among these hypocrites.

It’s a funny irony.

Still... I have other things to focus on right now.

I answered his question in a very calm, cool manner.

"Sure, we can."

He seemed to freeze at my words, as if his thoughts had been erased from his mind. His eyes flickered and he slowly started to turn in the direction of his son, but as soon as I noticed this, I interjected again without breaking my stance.

"But not now, tonight would be a better time. With your wife and daughter here, I don’t think they will allow us to do anything without their knowledge. We also have to interrogate him, don’t you think?"

And again, he paused as if struck by a blow. His eyes, wide with shock, squinted slightly, he gritted his teeth but still managed to stop.

It seems that mentioning his family was the right option.

"Okay... fine."

I felt a sense of relief as I realized that he had calmed down a little, that his thoughts were beginning to clear.

"Then... you can remove the sound barrier. Let’s end this meeting for today."

And... he did what I told him to do.

First, he lifted the barrier. And the moment he did that... I realized that the chamber itself was actually not much different from the silence between the king and me before.

"Faelan... what happened?"

Aranel Aroniel’s voice, the queen of the elves, echoed faintly. She had a worried look on her face, trying but failing to understand what had happened.

Faelan Aroniel clenched his teeth even more, unable to even look in her direction.

"There’s... no problem. It’s nothi-"

"What did he say, father?"

But the next voice literally made him stiffen.

"What kind of lie did he tell, what kind of confusion did he put in your mind, that you ended up like this?"

It was as if his mind had been reset again. But this time, it was a bit different from what happened when he was talking to me. Maybe few people would have noticed, but... I saw the corners of his lips curve upward just a little bit during his silence.

It was as if he wanted to burst into laughter but was holding it back.

Still, he did not refuse to answer his son, or rather his fake son who was pretending to be him.

"As he said, it’s a matter of world leaders, Alith."

Without letting anyone else speak, he swept his eyes around the chamber.

He looked toward Adrian and Alysia, then at Julian standing between them... and finally at me.

"The meeting... is postponed until tomorrow."

Alith’s face suddenly filled with unimaginable astonishment.

"What?"

"Guards, take our guests to their rooms."

He jumped to his feet and looked at his father with bewildered eyes as if he couldn’t believe his decision.

"F- father, wait a sec-"

But he had no idea how far his father’s patience was at its limits.

"Shut up, Alith!"

His voice exploded so loudly that I, everyone else, felt the urge to cover their ears. It was so... angry, so emotional, that now not only his voice had changed but also his mana. The room was filled with tremendous pressure, even for a brief moment, and the mana became so heavy that everyone below a certain level was inevitably stunned.

Realizing what had happened, King Faelan withdrew his mana, while Alith... could not take his eyes away from his father for a second. Then those same eyes slowly widened.

He opened his mouth to say something, but then, remembering what had happened, he fell silent. Gradually, the surprise disappeared from his face.

"Understood..."

His expression became blank, his eyes cold.

"Your Royal Highness."

And... he was the first to leave the chamber.