Anton wondered why the king of Leminthor invited him to a party instead of just scheduling a meeting with him or Anders but he just shrugged. More than likely some political maneuverings were going on in the background but he was not interested to know.

When they arrived at the huge castle door a steward led them to a huge corridor going to the left which the man said was the way to the ballroom. When they arrived at the ballroom door. The steward opened the door and loudly announced them. The man shouted, “The wizard Sir Anton and Family!” which made Anna giggle.

There was an actual staircase that they needed to walk down before they arrived at the ballroom floor. Anton tried his very best not to laugh at the cliché design of the room. They began their stately walk down.

Anton wondered what would happen if a guest stumbled down and then Anna actually did. He needed to catch her using Telekinesis then he floated her behind him. When she stumbled down, Anton and his family heard the guests gasp from where they were and after Anton controlled Anna and put her beside Anders, their father held onto her to prevent the same thing happening again.

Anna’s face was very red and it took all of Anton’s will not to laugh at his sister. When they arrived at the floor, a noble and his lady approached them and introduced themselves as some sort of a duke. Anton had to take the lead since Anders and Anna were quiet. He kept forgetting that his father was just a mercenary turned farmer and Anna grew up on a farm.

Anton kept reiterating to people that they would leave in a week and he was glad that his buff spells kept those who approached them to a minimum.

Suddenly a man approached them, inviting Anton somewhere to speak with the king. At first, they only wanted to speak with him but he insisted on bringing his father and sister. When they kept denying him, he turned on the visible option for the special effect of the Meditation Aura then they allowed him to bring Anders, Anna, and the three bodyguards with him.

They arrived at a room and this time, Anders told Anton that Lucas, Devon, and Genod would have to remain outside the room and Anton just nodded. The man who looked like a secretary knocked on the door and opened it when they heard someone say, “Come in”.

When they entered the room, Anton saw an imposing regal man with a full beard sitting behind a table. Beside him were two men possibly nobles, possibly bodyguards, and a woman sitting on one of the chairs by the table.

All the furniture inside the room was made from dark wood stained with red paint or varnish and the designs were exquisite. The whole room was bright since a chandelier was lighting up the whole office. There were also some standing lamps by the corner and Anton could see that even those were exquisite. Anton was expecting something gaudy but everything looked elegant.

The man stood up and invited them to sit on the sofa and chair that was by the side.

“I’m Leminthor, the king of this city and you are Anton the wizard who caused a panic casting your spells at an inn and then claimed it was a “joke”,” The king said with a deep voice.

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Anton suddenly looked uncomfortable while his father glared at him. Anna giggled when she heard what the king said which made the king laugh.

“Why is your name also Leminthor?” Anna asked.

The woman who was sitting beside the king gasped when she heard Anna asking that question as if she couldn’t believe Anna opened her mouth to ask something.

“Every king that will take the throne will take the name of the city. It’s the custom of this place,” the king indulgently answered Anna.

The two men were looking at Anton and then Anders as if they were expecting them to scold Anna or apologize for the girl’s question but since Anton and Anders didn’t know noble etiquette, they were just ignored.

“I was informed that you will only stay here for a week?” The king asked.

It was Anders who answered that question.

“Once we concluded our business which would probably take us three more days we would continue our journey to the wizard city of Zalnothel.”

“May I ask where you are from?” The king of Leminthor asked then concentrated on Anders since he was the one who was talking.

“We’re from Mendi. We’re a regular farming family but then a wizard from the city of Zalnothel found Anton and said that he had a very high talent in wizardry so he stayed with us for some years and taught my son a lot of spells. My son was fourteen when he started learning from the wizard and about six months ago the wizard left for the city of Zalnothel but gave instructions that we should allow my son to go to him in time.”

The two men behind the king and the woman sitting beside Leminthor nodded when they heard that Anton and his family were not noble. They probably understood then why they didn’t behave like nobles.

“May I know the name of your son’s teacher?”

This time it was Anton who answered.

“We’re not allowed to tell.”

It was a simple sentence but there was a heaviness to it that indicated that the discussion about his teacher was close.

“Did you know that Mendi had fallen in the hands of the Undead coalition?” The king asked.

“When we left the city we knew that the undead attacked Vondi so we decided to follow Anton’s teacher’s instruction and follow him to the city of Zalnothel. He left us a good amount of gold coins and was instructed to use it to get by so I decided to start a merchant caravan on the way to Anton’s teacher.” Anders said.

“I’m sorry why are you asking us these questions? Did we do something illegal aside from my display in the inn earlier?” Anton asked.

“Be respectful young man!” One of the men behind the king suddenly shouted.

“I think we’re done here!” Anton said frostily then stood up.

“Calm down young man. You are a wizard and we just wanted to know more about you.” The king pacified him.

Anton refreshed his Energy Shield and Frozen Armor and activated the visible special effect option of his Meditation Aura. A glowing cloud aura appeared from his feet and surrounded him. The man who shouted paled and walked backward visibly afraid.

“The main reason I invited you here is to ask if you’re willing to stay in the city as our wizard. We don’t know the intention of the Undead Coalition but more than likely they would attack the holy city of Tiande. The holy city will ask for assistance from us and we would like you to help us. We assumed that you would be willing since you’re a citizen of Mendi.”

“My son is only seventeen years old. He is just a kid and we were given specific instructions by his teacher that we can’t disobey. Besides my son is powerful, able to destroy even liches and vampires but he alone cannot defeat an undead army,” Anders told the king pointing out three important things.

Those things were, Anton was young. He was very powerful, able to defeat high-level monsters and he had a powerful wizard backer from Zalnothel. Truthfully, Anton was impressed by Anders's ability to lie.