Somewhere in the world. A man with long red hair that danced behind him like flames was sitting on a giant red throne decorated with flames and phoenixes. This man was carrying a red feather fan. The temperature around him was so high the air simmered like haze and blurred his figure. He looked down with barely hidden arrogance at the man kneeling before him. This was Vermilion, the red prince. Nobody alive knew his real name anymore. Next to him stood a women with long black hair. She was dressed in a beautiful coat. Her cold disdainful voice echoed across the hall. " You stand before his highness, the king of fire, the blazing lord of the red skies, the great king Vermilion. State your name." The kneeling man answered in a quivering voice. " Sb.. Sbonga, my lady." " What’s you purpose for seeking an audience with his highness, sir Sbonga." Her voice was cold and monotonic. The man named Sbonga was the second in command of Angelica Belle. He raised his head to look at the dais where the throne sat but when his eyes met the two red orbs of the man sitting there. He felt as if his body was drenched in bubbling lava. He unintentionally released a scream and almost jumped back from fear. He touched his quivering body only to find he wasn’t burning at all, it was all in his head. The face of the woman standing next to Vermilion changed. It contorted in rage. " How dare you place your filthy eyes upon my lord?" An aura of a peak rank 3 blasted out of her body, Sbonga’s knees hit the throne Hall’s floor with a thud. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱 He grabbed his throat and grasped for air as if he couldn’t breath. A crystal orb with three crystal rings spinning around it like a gyroscope floated above her, space bent and shifted around her body. She was just about to attack when Vermilion raised his hand to stop her. " Now now Alya, I’m sure he meant no disrespect. It’s okay for people to look at me, I’m not a monster or a God." He said with a kind smile. Sbonga sighed with relief. He really thought he was going to die. He made a note to never piss off this crazy woman. God knows he’s only a mid level rank 2 with a mortal grade vessel. If this war goddess wanted to kill him, he wouldn’t even know how he died. She seemed to calm down but there was still anger in her eyes. He heard the red prince’s voice. It sounded like he was talking directly next to his ears but the voice echoed across the hall. " So, Sbonga, why did you want to see me?" He asked with a smile but that kind smile made Sbonga shiver even more in fear. The red prince had a reputation as a kind hearted leader who is always smiling. Only a few truly knew the type of person he truly is and unfortunately he was one of those few knowledgeable people. The red prince, Vermilion was very cruel to those he deemed his enemies. If you angered him, you were certain to disappear alongside your family. He was meticulous when it comes to eliminating his enemies. He left no loose ends. Sbonga didn’t have any family, he had a girlfriend but he did not care much about her so he wasn’t afraid of family going missing. He feared what they would do to him. He did not even dare to look up and answered in a shaking voice. " I..I head the lord was looking for exotic beasts with unique bloodlines." The red prince answered, his voice was a bit more excited than before. " No no no, you don’t have to call me lord, just call me Vermilion." Sbonga raised his head and saw Alya’s cold glare, his body shivered. He had a feeling if he dared to even utter the name Vermilion, he would die this very day " I...I wouldn’t dare." His thoughts were a mess. ’ Like hell I would, If I dare call you that, that witch next to you would rip my tongue out’ " No matter, suite yourself" answered the red prince. " Now, let talk about why you’re here. Do you have that beast with you right now?" Sbonga got quiet for a while. " I do not my lord." He suddenly felt the temperature rise. Vermillions cold voice chilled his bones. " So then, are you here just to waste my time?" Sbonga shivered, sweat dripped down from his forehead. " I...no, I don’thavethebeast withmemylordbutIknowwhere it is." He answered rapidly. He started cursing himself. ’ stupid stupid stupid Sbonga, why did you come to this tiger’s den?’ " I see, I’m assuming the beast was too strong for you to catch, is that right?" He saw hope. " Yes, yes that it, it was too powerful for me, powerful enough to fight a rank 4 red squid." " Well then, tell me what type of beast it is." Sbonga answered very fast, not daring to make this walking natural disaster wait. " A drake my lord, it was a drake." " Hoh, a drake you say, that is interesting. I have yet to meet a creature with the legendary blood of a dragon. Are you certain it was a drake and not some lizard?" Sbonga paused. " I..yes my lord I’m sure." Vermillions voice grew colder. " You don’t sound so sure." " I am my lord." Then the red prince laughed, his laugh echoed across the hall and shook the walls. " Good good good, you’ve done well Sbonga. To find a drake, a rank 4 one no less." Sbonga’s expression grew strange. " 3 my lord, it was a rank 3 drake." Both Vermillion and Alya exclaimed at the same time. Alya asked in a question tone. " Did you not say it fought a rank 4 red squid?" " Yes my lady I did." Vermillions laughter became more boisterous. ," This is even better, very good. I’m grateful for this, I will make sure you are well compensated." Sbonga grew excited, that’s why he came here, to benefit from this rich tycoon. " Thank you my lord, I’m grateful for your grace." Then the red prince’s voice changed. " Do not thank me yet, you will accompany me to find this drake, only then will you receive your pay. You can leave for now, somebody will call you when I need you." Sbonga stood up cursing himself for thinking it will be that easy. Just as he was about to get out he heard Vermillions cold voice behind him. " I do hope we find this beast. For your sake." Sbonga shivered with fear. It was then that he realised how much he had fucked up.