"This nation needs Immortal Guidance, one that is pure and kind." Van said.
Zamright didn't respond before he said, "Van, tell me. Should I become a King?"
Van maintained his professional posture and he became thoughtful and a minute later he said his honest opinion,
"Master, I think I'm not qualified to answer that. You should if you can be the king. Two hours ago I was about to kick a bucket and I never dream of serving a power that can sit on the strongest throne in the world!"
Zamright stared at him with his beautiful eyes before he walked off the throne and sauntered around.
"What I want is to travel across the world silently, observing different cultures, people and how much the world has changed. Along the way I will find my true self before I establish a permanent residence and arrange goals to achieve!"
Van didn't comment about that and watched his master move around.
"This throne can't stop me, I can leave. I can start anew but… what I see and now know are making me want to act. Bring change, a better change to this nation. But I still desire to be at peace and free!"
Zamright was feeling he had a responsibility to do.
"Master., I can see that even if you leave you will be burdened. In life, choices are hard to make. But, as a father, a husband and a warrior, I usually tried to weigh my choices based on their effect on me and the one I care about. In one of the wars I have been in, I fell into a dilemma to protect a village or run. I will surely die if I try to save the village but I will succeed and hundreds of people will live. But then what about my own family? In this harsh world, they will suffer without me and may not even get compensation for my death."
Van took a deep sigh as his eyes were now red,
"My colleagues that stayed all died and the village was fully destroyed. I have escaped and I met my family but the burden of the death of many that I didn't save still weighed on me to this day!"
Zamright was still in a dilemma but then he thought, 'Master, if this is part of your arrangement, I will see what I can do!'
Zamright looked at Van and ordered.
"Van!"
"Yes, master!"
"Go back to the apartment carrying this!" He handed him an Iron Coin that was red in colour,
"Send the suitcases to different secured locations and return here afterward"
Van nodded and walked out and met with Juright.
"There are a lot of planes leaving the Nation now, I can help you board one of them!" Thywine said. He was the old man that aided Van with clothes.
***
There was a lot of information that Zamright obtained from the woman that merged with the yellow glass before her eventual death, there was also information from the Throne Relic which made him pass away, and now there was information from Brighton Guidance.
The one from the woman was related to her and her people, stories she heard and the things she investigated and also things she has experienced.
The information from the Throne Relic was jumbled up but was related to the Throne and powers it was given. It may take time for him to decipher everything.
Then what was in the Brighton Guidance was related to rulings, contracts and binding vow the king had with many nobles and people outside the nation.
In all of this information there were a lot of discrepancies he can see and he will not trust any of it completely.
Zamright messages his forehead before he tried to recall books he read about kings and kingdoms and how to rule a country. Sadly, because his heart doesn't want the burden everything seems jumbled up completely.
Instead of planning anything deep, Zamright just lied down and tried to sleep. Why worry about things that he can't have a heart to solve now.
Hours passed and outside the throne room began to be filled with people. Some were nobles, some were important individuals that run the government.
One thing was that, the majority of the Great Lantern didn't know what was going on, only the select few.
When the time Zamright allotted came, outside the throne was filled with various officials, including the six figures that used to have authority over the throne along with the king.
They seemed confident and they stood separately eying those that came.
However, there were only three Royal Captains and few military officials among the people that came.
Juright and few of his people were among them too. He glared at them as they glared at him back.
When the allotted time came, the door opened and the people began to enter. Some were excited but few were worried and the rest some were afraid.
When they were all inside, the bubble around the throne revealed the new ruler and all of them without exception gaped at him, the boy on the throne.
"Greetings!" Zamright said with a smiling face.
His soothing voice calmed their anxiety and made them relaxed.
Unconsciously, they rearranged themselves as if they were before someone they truly loved and wanted everyone to have an equal chance of meeting him.
Juright was the first to break the silence as he bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Instantly, over 70% of them bowed and repeated what he said.
Only 30% of them snapped back to reality and were torn between bowing or standing.
The six figures were among those that didn't bow as well as the military people.
What mesmerized them was Zamright's carefree nature and his smiling face. They were still charmed by his cuteness.
Seeing them bowing and greeting him, his face didn't change as if those things didn't bother him at all.
He only adjusted on the now small chair of his size that was situated on a large chair that can hold a giant.
He looked comical on it, because it denoted how small he was and his face showed how innocent and inexperienced he was.
Unbeknownst to them he was already taming them.