A large noise was happening outside the room when a large bang of someone entering the room in a hurry came inside, that person was wearing a silver and red armor with a silver helmet that cover almost his whole face.
"Your majesty..." The knight said sweating in fear when he see the man who was sitting on a luxurious chair and was busy checking all of the paper works in the whole empire.
Emperor Dmitri Dion Cyford, the current emperor and the most powerfull ruler of the whole empire of Cyford, his handsome face is only a facade for his real personality which everyone knew because of his harsh punishment for does who disobey the law.
Emperor Dmitri has a silver white hair and a bright and shiny blue jeweled eyes that matches his very well built jaw line and a very well built body and muscle, that is a result of his long hours of practicing of swordmanship and his exercises everyday.
"What is it?" Emperor Dmitri noticed the knight presence so he lift his head to see the knight, he noticed that the knight is very afraid and was sweating very hard.
"The crown prince is missing your majesty!" The man shouted as he bow his head nervously.
The sudden news of the knight left Emperor Dmitri speechless that he stopped what he was doing and accidently dropped his pen.
"What?!" Emperor Dmitri was looking at the knight coldly as he stood up startling the knight in fear, his whole face darken.
"The maid in charge alarted us that the crown prince is nowhere to be found in his crib." He explained but the knight only saw the emperor clenching his hands with anger.
"We tried searching every place in the mansion but we still couldn't find the crown prince." The knight tried to explain again but this only anger the emperor even more.
"Bring me the maid in charge! Do not let anyone in this empire get out of here without the crown prince!" The emperor shouted.
"Yes, your majesty!" The knight bowed down in fear and just accpeted the emperor request.
The emperor hurridly run back outside the room as the knight followed him.
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"...Father, the monsters have all been exterminated in this area..." The man said.
The man looked at the man who was almost in his mid fourty casting a really big shield spell.
Cyril Ashill, the greatest magician in the whole world and the one who own the black magic tower, he has blue hair that's now become faded because of his old age and his emerald green eyes serious looks make him a little bit intimidating.
Cyril looked towards his adopted son, Gunther, with a warm in his eyes.
"Great job Gunther, you been improving very much this upcoming days" Cyril put his hands on Gunther as he was very proud of his son none stop hard work and performance on magic.
"Thank you, father!" Gunther smiled cheerfully as his ruby eyes shine brightly.
"Let's go now, our work here is do-" Cyril was about to say something but he was stopped by a large cry of a newborn child.
"Whaaaah!"
Both Cyril and Gunther was startled by this large noise so they both their guards up.
"Father, is that?" Gunther said as he realized something.
"Wait for me here" Cyril stopped Gunther from coming forward and decided that he will be the one to check up where the noise was coming from.
Cyril was walking forwards listening to where the noise was coming from when he saw a woman holding something laying on the ground breathless.
Cyril looked towards the dead body of the woman and saw a newborn baby crying, he picked up the child and carry him in his hands.
'This woman must been this child mother' Cyril looked towards the child with a pity.
"Let's get you somewhere safe.." Cyril carry the child back to gunther location.
"Father!" Gunther was relieved when he saw Cyril come back from the forest but he was surprised when he saw Cyril holding a newborn baby on his hands.
"Who's child is this?" Gunther ran towards Cyril and Cyril gave the child so that Gunther can hold the chid.
"...I don't know but I found him laying in his dead mother..." Both Gunther and Cyril looked towards the child with pity.
"So what are you going to do with this child?" Gunther looked towards Cyril waiting for his answer on his question but Cyril paused to think for a minute.
"...."
"Father?"
"Were gonna raised this child as our own family" Cyril paused for then looked towards his son Gunther.
"Father.." Cyril took the baby on Gunther hand.
"Your name shall be Caleb Ashill and you will the greatest magician than me in the whole world" Cyril laughed as Caleb smiled cheerfully hearing Cyril laugh.