Volume 8 Chapter 39: Heading To The Philosopher Kingdom

"Carolyn, are you ready to go?" After the midterms had ended, it was time for the two kingdoms to return home. Everything had been decided; the couple would be heading to both kingdoms to check everything out. The first one the two would be heading to was Alger's kingdom.

"Mmhmm," Carolyn nodded. All her things were packed up behind the carriage. Oscar waved his hand, "Make sure to stay safe."

"Mmhmm."

"Carolyn, remember my words," Felix warned.

"...I understand, Brother."

"Carolyn," Tristan wanted to say something. But Alger added, "Don't worry about anything, Tristan. I will keep her safe."

"..." Tristan was silent as he could only stand there. That was when the carriage headed into the teleportation gate. The next place the two appeared before was the outskirts of a kingdom. It was pretty grand. There were many different things compared to the Solis Kingdom.

"Wow, you guys have so many magic items." On each column, a giant crystal floated on top.

"Our kingdom is one of the best at creating magical weapons." One of the reasons why the Philosopher Kingdom was named the strongest human kingdom was its military. The sword saint's might was not to be trifled with. Besides the saint, another reason was its magical tools. They were named one of the three kingdoms to obtain magical equipment. It was said they had magical weapons capable of leveling an entire building in one blow.

"Indeed,"

"But, Dear, you need to stop putting your head out the window like a child; you must act more prim and elegant." People could see into the carriage. It wasn't exacting something that they could stop.

"Everything is so incredible."

"I know, but you have to sit down."

"..Alright." Carolyn sighed as she sat down. Alger shook his head as the carriage headed into the castle. If the outside showed the kingdom's might, the inside showed its wealth.

Alger stepped out first, raising his hand, "Take my hand."

"Mmhmm." Carolyn nodded as she held it. But the moment she did, she was greeted by many maids.

"Welcome home, Prince!"

"Mmhmm," Alger nodded as he walked past them without thinking. It was quite a cold showing, and he didn't even bat an eye as he walked.

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"Greetings to Your Majesty,"

"Hello," Carolyn had lowered her head, doing a pleasant bow. However, when she looked up, Harold and Mireya frowned before Harold nodded, "Welcome to the family, Carolyn."

"Than-It's a pleasure to meet you all." Carolyn quickly changed up her words.

Harold nodded, but Mireya still frowned, "I will have you know that if you're to be queen of this kingdom, you must be prim and proper."

"...I understand," Carolyn nodded. That didn't settle with Mireya. Harold cut the conversation short as he suggested, "Let's have a meal now. You two have returned from the journey."

The four headed into the dining room. That was when Harold questioned, "When are the two of you going to have your wedding?"

"Uh," Carolyn was surprised as she dropped her spoon. It came out of the blue. But that only caused Mireya to comment, "Isn't it obvious that you will have to get married to one another since you're engaged?"

"Yes. But-" Carolyn really didn't know what to say about this. Everything was too soon.

Harold smiled, "You don't need to worry about the decorations. We shall do everything."

"Umm-" Carolyn wanted to say something, but everything was out of her mouth. Harold and Alger were already planning a date and everything.

Her mouth couldn't open. No, I must do this.

After having a meal, Carolyn was brought over to a room. When she did, a large painting spanned across the entire wall. It was stunning, and it showed a lot of things.

"What is that?" Staring at the painting made her feel something.

A maid responded, "From what I've heard, it's a mural of the past founders of the kingdom. Each one was turned into a star."

"Actually, I heard it was the weapons the kingdom had created."

"Eh?"

"Mmhmm, In the beginning, it's said that it could destroy a nation if used."

"Isn't that just a myth?"

"You wouldn't say that."

A weapon? Carolyn blinked as she continued to stare at the painting.

"Carolyn," A voice called out to her. It was none other than Alger,

"Hmm? Is something the matter?"

"Let's go out. It's your first time in the city, right?" Alger suggested.

"Sure." The two were going to leave. But before they did, Alger's head turned around. His eyes were hollowed as he stared at the maids.

"!" The maids wanted to say something. But it was already too late as their mouths were closed off.

…

"Do we have to take the carriage?"

"Of course, we're royalty," Alger opened the door for her.

"We're going to buy clothes again?" Didn't they do so not some time ago?

"These clothes are different. They're made with special fabric."

"...I see." I feel like you're messing with me. Carolyn shook her head as she looked around. The designs were quite different from the ones in the city.

Oh, these look nice. She went into the dressing room and came out with some pants and a shirt on, "What do you think?"

"It's bad."

"Eh? But I-"

"Change it."

"But."

"Change into this," Alger grabbed a crimson dress and handed it over, "You need to wear the color red as it's the symbol of our kingdom."

"..." Carolyn stared at it, but Alger's eyes were unwavering. It was quite cold.

"...Understood."

...

Late at night,

"Do you remember what I had said before?" Harold questioned. The three were now in a room.

Alger nodded, "Mmhmm. I remembered what you said and brought her here."

"Good, is she able to use grand-level magic?"

"…" Alger took a deep huff, "My apologies, Father, that's something I could not do so." The highest level of magic that Carolyn was able to use was high-level.

Harold's expression distorted as he slapped Alger's face!

"Useless! Didn't I tell you before that you must train her to be able to use grand-level magic?!"

"I understand, Father; please give me more time to do so."

"Tch," Harold looked away from him, "Make her learn how to use grand-level magic. Our kingdom needs it. For it to prosper, the saint needs to learn grand-level magic."

"I understand," How could that woman be so stupid?!