"Only a Level Nine Telekinetic and so young! You truly are the finest man in this world," the Emperor of the Falcon Empire said with a thumbs-up.
Both emperors smiled warmly at him, seemingly having forgotten the ominous sensation they had felt just moments ago.
Zarek observed them in silence, his gaze calm.
"Thank you, Your Majesties. But my achievements are nothing compared to your own."
"Haha! How about coming to my empire instead?" the Falcon Emperor said with a hearty laugh. "I'll grant you the highest noble title, Duke, without a question!"
"The highest title?" Zarek murmured. The rank of Duke stood above all and below one, the king.
It was a title reserved only for those with royal blood, a privilege most could only dream of. And now, it was being offered to him without a second thought?
Tempting, at least for most people. But not for him.
Why settle for a duke's title when his sights were set on the entire human race?
And then, there was another reason...
