Inside the magnificent Salt Palace on Salt Island.
The Bewilderment King still sat obediently on the so-called Throne, with the aged minister beside him. Everything was just as it had been before Su Na arrived, without any changes.
Suddenly, the Bewilderment King seemed to sense something and raised his head slightly, immediately drawing the minister's attention.
A dazzling golden light lit up the great hall, its source at the Bewilderment King's waist. It soon coalesced into a lavishly decorated longsword, encased in a leather scabbard studded with golden rivets and jewels. Its hilt looked like a single piece of translucent white jade, with only a brilliant golden metal pommel added to the end, covered in intricate, abstruse metal inscriptions.
From time to time, translucent runes and images shone through the scabbard and hilt, even revolving around the sword before slowly dissipating, maintaining a dynamic balance.
"This is..."
The Salt Minister looked at the sword, seemingly realizing something.
"My personal sword. It suits my bearing rather well, doesn't it?"
The Bewilderment King looked over, causing a flicker of shock to cross the minister's eyes, though it lasted only an instant.
The latter immediately lowered his head and cupped his hands, agreeing, "I thought the same, Your Majesty. Only the strongest King's Sword is worthy of the strongest King."
"The strongest King..."
The Bewilderment King murmured the words again, nodded, and shifted into a lazier, more comfortable reclining position on the long metal table. A white, soft leather chair back made entirely of salt inexplicably rose behind him.
Sweet Island.
The Magic King and the Absolute King confirmed the War King's death almost simultaneously, because the Kings' authority had been redistributed.
The cracks on the former's body vanished, and his deep purple eyes lit up again, with faint traces of lightning