"Prince Mureya, what is this?" Ancient Golden Dragon Basde entered the grand hall where Mureya was handling state affairs. Looking slightly surprised, he had been away from the royal capital for a while.
Because he saw six Mureyas who all looked identical on the outside—one elegantly sipping tea while lounging in a chair, two others ardently dealing with state affairs, another forming array patterns, seemingly practicing laying formations, and the final two were fiercely battling each other with weapons in hand.
"Clone Technique?" Golden Dragon Basde asked in a somewhat uncertain voice. He had heard of this reputedly most challenging spell, but as far as he knew, Clone Technique could only create a single clone, he had never heard of it being able to simultaneously create five clones.
"Not magic, but a secret division technique from my lineage." The Mureya lounging in the chair, lazily sipping tea, glanced up at the incoming Ancient Golden Dragon and explained.
