There stood a throne and on it. A great force was felt by Matthew. He was surrounded with his guards blessed with great amount of brute strength too but something unique is inside the king himself. As if something magical... Matthew was curious what this was and how he was doing it and that one thing was for sure. Something that the king had is to be cautious of. The rest of the Dwarfs were not a big deal and could be blasted away with one strike. The Dwarf King stood, menacing with a brute aura.
"What have you come here for, Acker." It was said... with all the authority and cautiousness.
"You do not belong here." A wizard beside the king applied.
"You have no rights to be here." Another said.
"Leave or you will die." A Dwarf woman said.
"Execute him immediately!" Somewhat a general with thick and large armor said.
Matthew glared at King. "Insolent." He said. "You dare intimidate me when your existence is at stake?" He growled but this time his eyes blazed with golden flames without him even knowing.
The four generals quiver at what the intruder; Matthew, said. The dwarf King walked towards Matthew. His eyes filled with determination and hope. What the King's eyes saw was a saviour, a king and last but not the least... A conqueror.
He placed one of his knees down on the ground and bows down to Matthew. "My great Conqueror... I have waited and waited for your revival that even I had used multiple lives to be able to live and meet you once again." Tears dropped, and everyone around the palace gasped.
"My King..." The Dwarf woman rushed to the King. "Please stand with Pride. We, your people, can't bear to see you like this..." she cried.
The palace roamed with silence and fear. Never had they ever felt this strange feeling...
"Stand." Matthew said.
The King stood and shook the hands of Matthew. "Everyone..." he announced. "This day and forward... The man standing in front of us is the new King of Aerindale. Behold the King of All!" He joyfully announced. The four generals could not begin to process what they had heard when each and every man inside the room slowly anticipated with a bow.
Matthew was bewildered on what had happened. He did scowl at the thought of being intimidated by four lower beings than him. Now he was having a hard time processing all that was said by the King because all he understood was becoming the new King of Aerindale.
The king stood up and went back to his throne behind it and took a sword. He pointed the sword towards the entrance, which meant that he orders everyone to leave.
"My King, please come with me." He said with a genuine smile.
They both went to his personal King Room and closed the door. The King then went near of what seemed like bookshelf and took out a book when it separated into two. He motioned his arm, letting Matthew walk in. The path led down way to somewhat fiery place, it was humid and the atmosphere seemed to be heavy.
"What is this place." Matthew asked as both guys went forward.
"This is my sacred black smithery, where each family weapon around the seas was created. I'm Masamune Dwayne Hoblits from the greatest Dwarf Clan there is." his power filled the room and an immense heavy atmosphere was built by just the King.
Matthew felt as if he also needed to introduce himself, he gave a deep sigh. "Matthew Johnson Acker of the Royal Blood Family leading each and every sea to its greatest." his eyes went crazy but had not noticed it. "I'm the heir of the throne." He tilted his eyes and every inch of the King's aura dispersed and the atmosphere dropped dead...
Masamune quivered and had gotten shocked once again by none other than the presence of Matthew. The eyes of Matthew glowed of vibrant gold and his aura would bring the whole atmosphere down. As if hell was brought down and hope was placed up.
"The greatest conqueror... A weapon suitable for the likes of King Acker... It would be the greatest Sabre... A new leaf of existence. What weapon would you like me to cast, King?" Masamune held down his head.
"A weapon that can change to anything I desire."
Masamune had gasped... he never heard of such thing nor had invented. It was an extraordinary idea... a forging method that would need a forbidden technique. He laughs with pleasure and excitement.
"I assume that you know what to do?"
"I do. But in order to do so. I need your blood my King." Masamune gave Matthew a needle.
He cuts himself and went near where the Legendary Anvil was. He also dips his finger down the lava burning half of his finger. He endured the burning sensation as he lifted his finger.
Matthew focused and summoned his Grimoire; the Revelation Book, to make another spell out of his current strength.
"Thy Revelation God, bring forth your holy blessing and create me the greatest Regeneration. Exceed thy's expectation, bring forth your wrath, I design this greatest magic exceeding all healing... Prosperous Restoration!"
He used 90% of his Resilience Mana making the greatest healing to be given by anyone including himself. He can only use this at times when at need and would cost too much if used time by time.
"Prosperous Restoration." A small golden circle appear as big as his palm towards his missing finger as his finger regenerates back.
'Truly magnificent! He really is the chosen one... I'm glad that my last life had brought me here... I'm glad to have met you once again... My king... Krilin Azazel of Hell Blaze Abigor.'
Matthew had gotten his finger back and proceeded to go out. "I will entrust you with my demand. Send me your man to update me with the process." He said walking away.
There he was, Masamune alone. He took his gloves and opened his stone safe with magic revealing his Energy Hammer. Known as the greatest of all Hammer... And he prepares...