Early next morning Weed and his friends had begun to fly toward Rosenheim on the backs of Bingryung and his Wyverns.

Pale: "Um....Master Weed, why are we flying to Rosenheim kingdom instead of using Yurin's picture shifting ability to save time?"

"It's been a long time since I visited my hometown so I want to enjoy the trip there. Moreover, I want to look for possible hunting grounds for later hunting so I'll get a little training in once the dance is over." said Weed as he systematically analyzed all of the nearby rivers and mountains they passed. Gold usually shows traces of itself near rivers after the dirt is washed off so all I need to look for is a slight glare.

There's also the possibility that they're buried in a mountain but checking all of the areas is too time consuming so this is easier.

"Look it's the spider dungeon!" said Surka as she watched Pale to see his reaction

"Ugh.....don't remind me.....I still have nightmares about that place..." said Pale as a shiver ran through his entire body.

Pale and all of his friends had trained in the spider dungeon until they were level 53 when they were still based at Rosenheim kingdom.It's a place filled with an innumerable number of poisonous arachnids each the size of a horse. There were also some smaller ones and it's been said that at the deepest level there's a spider queen which gives birth to them all.(Think of Harry Potter)

There was one incident where Pale was caught in a sticky web and was almost eaten by a giant spider that continues to haunt him to this day.

"mm...I still remember the Lair of Litvart where I trained for over a month from level 13 to 63. The place where I took for first step down the path of being a Legendary Moonlight Sculptor but more than anything those days when I trained that small group of 32 warriors fresh from camp into the high class knights known as Denarian."

A cloud of sorrow came over Weeds eyes as he remembered Dale who had died in the battle with the undead Lich Shire. They had been brothers in arms during the search and destroy mission for the Lair of Litvart, fought to regain the village of Baran from the lizardmen, been welcomed by them after his long stay at the city of heaven, and fought side by side against a legion of over 1 million undead in the Plains of Despair.

Weed didn't care about artificial intelligence or what was real and what wasn't real. To him, Rosenheim kingdom was his second home that had cared for him since the very start of his journey in Royal Road. It was the first place that welcomed him after his bleak history with the loan sharks.

The streets were crowded with people after they had entered the citadel at around 3pm from the north entrance. Bingryung and all of the other sculptures were allowed to wander freely and hunt monsters until Weed decided to summon them again.

A sense of nostalgia ran through Harn as he walked down that paved street toward the central plaza. Some of the buildings had been remade after the attack by Embinyu but he could still distinctly recognize all of the streets and the various paths that he had taken to reach the training hall, old maids house, Rodriguez's manor, the King's palace, the grocery store, sculpture shop, inn,local pub and more than anything the instructors home which sparked the meeting between him and Seoyoon.

"You guys go ahead." said Weed "I was asked to have a private meeting with the king before the ball begins."

"Well, alright. But when's the dance again?" asked Zephyr

"It'll be at 12am midnight, so let's meet up at the central plaza near where the dragon statue used to be(The one Weed altered into an ice Troll lol)

"Okay see you then!"

Weed could still vaguely hear their voices as his friends walked away.

"Let's do some shopping, there may still be some better dresses in some of the markets."

"I heard that there's a new cake shop over in the eastern district."

With that Weed headed toward the palace and was recieved with a armed escort into the building.

"Looks like they added some new sculptures and paintings, better observe them to get a few extra art points." by the time he met with the King he had already recieved an additional 23 points in the art stat.

They met in a large dining room in one of the castle's wings. There was no one else in the room other then them.

"Lord Weed, it has been a long time since we have seen one another. Tales of your accomplishments have reached all over the continent now and you are well recieved everywhere you go."

Weed examined the kings face thoroughly. He still looked young however it seems that he had been through several ordeals and was lacking sleep.

"I am honored to hear such words from someone as great as his highness." replied Weed after some seconds

"Haha I'm glad to hear that my word still holds some influence. The truth is, I requested this private meeting because I wanted to hear personally of your great tales, of what it felt like to go on those far off journey's to unknown regions and face monsters five times as large as you..."

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"Sir??" Harn could sense that something was strange about his highness. He sounded as though he were desperate and tired. Completely different from that confident tone he held when they had first met.

"...The truth is that I am unsure of myself. I keep thinking of whether or not I'm the best person to be king. The people are unsure about me and the ones who hold most of the power right now are Duke Kanus and Count Albrook. I..I...I'm at a loss at what I should do...." said the King in a dejected voice while only looking at the ground.

Weed could somehow sympathize with this man. The king was only 5 years older than him but actually looked 15 years older, no doubt because of all the stress that he had been accumulating since he took on the crown. He was trapped in the palace and forced to study numerous hours to learn how to rule since he was the only heir, his mother died when he was young, and soon after his father passed on as well forcing him into the position of King. After this relapse there was a struggle for power between politicians and he lost much middle ground.

After a few more seconds of consideration Weed spoke out "It matters not what those politicians think but how much you care for your people. After all, no matter what you do it's impossible to appease everyone. The only thing that you can do is be answer everyone as honestly as you can and give your best effort in maintaining and improving Rosenheim kingdom. As you move forward, those that agree with you will naturally come toward and follow you. Moreover, I can say with certainty that no one is discontent with you being king.

If you had just looked outside then you would see that everyone is happy and enjoying themselves in fast paced city. They meet new people, form parties, train to get stronger, have dinner together and share laughs. Besides, if they were trly unhappy with you then they would have removed you from your position already."

The king was dumbfounded with Weed's answer. Everyone whom he had met thus far had always showered him with fanficul words in order to get close to him but here was a man who he could speak freely with and recieve a frank answer from.

"Hahahaha.....you are right Master Weed. Thank you for taking the time to meet me at this time, I know that you yourself have been going through quite an ordeal in the North. I look forward to seeing you at tonight's celebration."

"It was no trouble at all your majesty" said Weed curtly "But there are a few things that I'd like to talk with you about."

"Yes?"

"I'd like to form an alliance between Rosenheim kingdom and Arpen kingdom of the North(think this was the name of the kingdom, assuming cause the emperor's name was Geihar Von Arpen and he renamed Mora after that kingdom since it was originally part of it) and I'd like to establish some solid trade routes between each kingdom for mutual benefit."

"Ar-are you sure? I mean....Rosenheim kingdom lacks much strength and resources. We are still recovering from the last attack by Embinyu denomination? Wouldn't we just be a hindrance?"

"Nonsense! Rosenheim kingdom is like my home. My journey in Versailles began here and I have no intention on letting my home and those close to me so long as I can do something about it." said Weed in an honest manner. He felt a sense of obligation to protect this city that he grew up on, and he also didn't want anyone to suffer as he did. Harn knew full well the pain of losing someone close to him (His mom, dad, and also Dale whom he trained) and was willing to pay any price to have them back.

"Un....well if you insist, then Rosenheim would be more than happy to form an alliance with you."

-ttring! Friendship has been formed between Weed and King of Rosenheim.

-ttring!! Alliance between Rosenheim kingdom and Arpen Kingdom has been formed. Trade between both kingdoms is now open so long as both sides are on friendly terms.

"Thank you again master Weed."

"It is no problem your highness, I'm sure you would've done the same thing if I were in your shoes. But would it be alright if I go to the training grounds? There's someone I would like to talk with." An established trade policy will help Mora get cheaper deals on the gold and other minerals that Rosenheim kingdom gets from their mines. kukuku this is perfectly fair, I get profits in exchange for giving the king advice promising to help Serabourg.

"Of course! Of course!! Just take a left after you exit through this door, take the first right, head straight and go down the first stairs that you meet." replied the King