The Golden Throne

They went up to the rooms, which were as luxurious as possible, comparable to even their own quarters. It was quite astonishing that such rooms so high up could be this big, and this spacious. Anyone would expect that at this height, all the space would be taken up by pillars the size of men hoisting up the ceiling so that it wouldn't fall over immediately.

"Interesting boy, these rooms are very, very impressive.", Damascus commented. Liu Feng bowed and he said, "Each room for one of the kings. The attendants will show you your rooms. The view is a sight to see, so please don't forget to visit the balcony. Also, if you need anything, please ask the attendants by ringing this bell. They shall provide you with everything that you need to their best capacity."

"Alright, now get going. We adults have to talk amongst each other."

Liu Feng left them alone, saying that they were free to explore the city. He went to the workshops behind the mansion after that. These workshops were where the guns were being mass produced.

He went in and saw, to his surprise, a few thousand guns on the side, just stockpiling. The worker saw him, he saluted. "Young Lord! What brings you here?"

"Nothing much. I am just here to take these guns away to the next part of production."

He sucked all the guns into the storage mana stone that he had embedded onto his ring so that he wouldn't lose it. He called it the space ring because of its utility.

The worker looked at the sight with his tongue out in shock. "How-how did you di that Young Lord? This is magic!."

Liu Feng chuckled. '"Of course this is magic. That is why this world is so awesome.", he thought to himself. But, he knew that a proper explanation was in hand. "Oh this? This is an ancient artefact that allows me to move things to great distances. This is a very important artefact of the city, so it is your responsibility not to tell anyone about it.", Liu Feng said.

The worker looked flattered that he was able to witness the sight, and felt that he was trusted by his 'Young Lord'. However, inside, Liu Feng regretted showing this worker his space ring. It was not the right thing to do, because Glade could have spies everywhere, and this poor worker would sing like a bird if needed to.

Liu Feng then went out into the open. He looked at the peaceful atmosphere and sighed.

"Well, looks like things are going to change very soon. I have to start upgrading all the fortifications of the city, so that it won't fall easily to any of the upcoming threats."

He paused for a moment, and looked at the mansion that he resided in currently. It was all lit up, and looked majestic, just like the White House. "All that's left is them calling me President.", Liu Feng smiled as he thought to himself.

He went to the mansion and called for SIr Nicholas.

"Yes, Your Highness. You called for me?"

"Yes, Sir Nicholas. I have indeed called for you. I have called you regarding a new plan that you have to start dedicating all our resources to. The rest will have to wait. I want you to start building a seventy five foot high wall around the city. This will be beyond the outer city walls. We will also build a similar wall between the inner and outer city. We cannot afford to slack off on security, and we should be able to defend if even an army comes knocking."

"Yes, Your highness. It will take about a year to complete though."

"Start with the one between the inner and outer city. It will be faster, as well as more important, as all the refugees will be taken to the inner city during that situation."

"Yes, Your Highness. Also, I heard rumours. Is the king with us right now?", Nicholas asked.

"That is true! How did you know?", Liu Feng was curious. This was a plan that took very little time to make up, so he did not inform Nicholas about it.

"I am technically the Lord, Your Highness. If the Young Lord of the city is bringing about three men around the city and greeting them with utmost humility, then I will be the first to know.", he laughed sheepishly. Liu Feng waved his hand, dismissing him.

Nicholas nodded, and he left. Liu Feng sat down in the study. He was lost in thought on what his next possible actions could be. He wanted to end the coming war as soon as possible, because he did want more people to die. He also knew that the demon force in Glade was far from the main attacking force. He reckoned that they were the recon force. 

He started writing a letter and then sealed it. He took it and went to the mage tower. He gave it to one of the disciples and said, "Remember to tell your master not to open it until the war has come to the most desperate state possible."

The disciple nodded. Liu Feng went to the hotel and told the guards of the kings, "I will be returning to the magic academy. Please inform the Majesties of the same."

The guards nodded. 

Meanwhile, in the hotel room of Liu Man,

"Liu Man, you truly borne a good son. To think that he could invite that mage tower master, and that red hair woman. The red-haired woman is especially dangerous. For the first time this year, my spirit talked with me and told me not to mess with her. For a spirit to say that, she must be a big-shot."

"Stop Balor. I don't know how he even got this city like this. It seems that the master of mage tower did everything, but why would that person of such stature and power help with building a city in a barren town?"

"Well, Balor, stop kissing up to Liu Man. That kid is my son-in-law. Find someone else for that Haela lass."

"What do you mean your son-in-law?"

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