A Journey That Changed The World.

Archer guided them through the city, showcasing its various features, and after an hour, their tour was complete.

Jethro and Sagana were brimming with joy and satisfaction. The old man approached Archer with a quick stride, his eyes filled with excitement as he clasped the king's shoulders.

"Your Majesty, when can we begin moving people in?" he asked eagerly.

Archer smiled at the man before responding, "As soon as we leave. First, we need to talk to Teuila's family."

He started walking, with the two girls following closely behind. But before they could go far, Sagana spoke up, expressing her gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. We truly appreciate your assistance."

At that moment, Archer remembered that they need more dragon tokens, and he closed his eyes once again.

Concentrating he conjured thousands of white dragon tokens, which formed a pile in front of Sagana and Jethro.

Archer decided to create bracelets that will allow the girls to teleport here whenever they want.

He concentrated his thoughts on fashioning two exquisite bracelets. Each piece of jewelry boasted gems that flawlessly mirrored the captivating colors of the girls' eyes.

Shortly after commencing, he crafted a pair of exquisite bracelets and carefully stowed them within his pocket, intending to present them at a more opportune moment.

As Jethro and Sagana stood by, Archer faced them and conjured a portal, intending to transport them to his allotted room from the prior evening. Casting his eyes upward, he observed the early morning sky.

"Jethro, Sagana, prepare to encounter my presence more frequently. I'll return shortly," Archer conveyed, his smile exuding a mixture of warmth and eagerness.

With a flick of his hand, the portal materialized, and Archer confidently ventured through it, with the girls trailing closely behind.

Exiting the portal, they found themselves in the bedroom that was given to them. Teuila's face lit up as she grabbed Archer's and Ella's hands dragging them out of the room.

They made their way down the long corridors until they reached the dining room, where the entire royal family was already seated.

Emperor Amkhu Sharifi and King Rayhan Samra and their respective wives were already there waiting to eat.

Upon seeing the trio, Lashure gestured to the three vacant seats. They took their places at the table and waited for the food.

Soon after, the maids arrived, carrying trays loaded with a mouth-watering assortment of dishes.

Archer's eyes were immediately drawn to the feast before him.

He gazed upon the spread of Aquarian delicacies, marveling at the vibrant colors and enticing aromas that filled the room.

The sight alone stirred his appetite, causing his stomach to rumble with anticipation. Just as he was about to dig in, Teuila interrupted, pointing at each dish and sharing its name.

"That," Teuila pointed with a smile, "is Fa'apapa, panikeke, palusami, and sapasui." Her finger gracefully moved across the array of delicacies.

Her attention then shifted to the remaining dishes as she continued her descriptions.

"Lastly, we have Faiai Eleni and Lu'au."

Archer expressed his gratitude to Teuila with a nod, and she responded with a radiant smile. The three of them eagerly began to stuff themselves full of food and drink.

Suddenly, a woman's voice interrupted his meal. "So, you're the white dragon everyone talks about. My cousin claims to have seen you while traveling back from the south."

Archer lifted his gaze, his eyes drawn to the enchanting figure before him with sun-kissed skin and locks of captivating pink cascading down and eyes that sparkled with a mesmerizing hue.

He responded with a warm smile, "Yes, I am indeed the one. He probably did see me as I was flying all over the south.''

Upon hearing his response, a gentle smile graced the older woman's face as she proceeded to introduce herself.

"I'm Hatshepsut Sharifi, the Empress of Zenia and your future mother-in-law." Her words were followed by a delightful giggle, and another woman joined the conversation.

"You're lucky, Hats. Neither I nor any of the girls have given Rayhan any daughters only sons, which is a shame." The woman remarked, seemingly oblivious to Archer and the girls.

Hatshepsut observed Archer as he ate, contemplating her response. "I'm not entirely sure, Haria. Nefertiti possesses a fiery temper, and she rarely gets on with others, except for me and Amkhu."

Taking a sip of her wine, she continued her explanation. "Well, there was an incident before we departed. A young master from the influential Arsaphes family, whose father holds the position of Overseer in the northern region of Zenia, attempted to court Nefertiti. However, she used her Arcane magic and forcefully repelled his advances, resulting in the loss of a hand."

Hatshepsut set down her empty wine glass, concluding with a sigh, "Now she complains about facing difficulties in completing her academy tests because no one is willing to collaborate with her, particularly males."

Archer listened attentively to every word, growing increasingly curious about this fiery and independent girl.

He finished off a bowl of Sapasui and helped himself to a plate of Lu'au, his appetite seemingly insatiable.

Despite the amused snickers from the girls, Archer remained undeterred, focused solely on tasting the flavors of the feast before him.

As he continued to eat, King Lashure turned to him and asked a question, his voice filled with curiosity.

"Archer, when do you plan to embark on your journey to the Zenian Empire?" King Lashure inquired, his gaze fixed on him.

Having just savored the flavors of a succulent piece of meat wrapped in a delicate coconut leaf, Archer lifted his eyes to meet the king's gaze.

He replied, "Once the celebrations are over, we will journey to the north. But rest assured, King Lashure, Teuila can return here whenever she wishes."

Archer's assurance resonated with the man, a warm smile on his face. It alleviated the king's concerns about allowing Teuila to embark on this grand adventure with Archer.

Returning the smile, Archer reached for another plate, his appetite undeterred. However, before he could savor another bite, a voice interjected, breaking the momentary tranquility.

"Will you go back home once your visit is over?" asked Emperor Amkhu Sharifi, a slim man with tanned skin, brown hair, and eyes.

Having completed his meal, Archer responded succinctly, "Yes."

Amkhu smiled and added, "When you arrive in Zenia, make your way to my capital Alexandria and present this medallion to the guards at the city's entrance."

With a flick of his hand, the emperor tossed a gold medallion to Archer, who caught it and examined the intricate design. The medallion featured the image of a crocodile-like creature.

Amkhu said, "This medallion will let you enter the gates and lead you to the palace. I can't wait for you to meet Nefertiti."

Archer smiled as he carefully stowed the medallion in his Item Box. The breakfast continued for a little while longer until the table was finally cleared.

King Rayhan Samra set down his wine glass and fixed his gaze upon Archer, addressing him directly.

"Will you take a Mana oath to refrain from attacking the Nethania Kingdom and provide assistance in its time of need?"

Archer raised an eyebrow, his gaze locked with the king's, before responding with a confident smile.

"Certainly, but in return, you must swear not to harm my future wives, and refrain from attacking me or any Kingdom I am associated with."

Rayhan stared at the young man who was smiling as Archer went back to talking to the girls, he inwardly hated that he didn't have a daughter before speaking.

''Okay deal.'' He started reciting a mana oath in front of everyone.

"I, Rayhan Samra, solemnly vow to the world's mana. I promise with utmost sincerity that I will not harm your wives or any nation connected to you, as long as you refrain from attacking my nation. May my words spread across realms and be bound by the strongest threads of mana."

He sat back down and started drinking more wine, Archer looked at the man but didn't feel anything different.

Standing up, Archer spoke with conviction, "I, Archer, make a heartfelt pledge to the world's mana. I promise that I will not initiate any attacks on you, as long as you refrain from harming my wives or attacking any nation I am associated with. In times of desperate need, I vow to offer my assistance without hesitation or doubt."

The triumphant cheers and jubilant celebrations reverberated through the hall, celebrating the official start of the Tri-Alliance of the Southlands.

With this sacred pact, a new era of tranquility and harmony will descend upon the Southlands, nurturing prosperity for generations to come.

That was when the conversation took a turn that was new to Archer. Lashure gave Amkhu a nod. "Indeed, Archer. We have a proposal for you."

Archer's curiosity was piqued. "A proposal? What is it?"

Lashure hesitated for a moment, collecting his thoughts. "We would like to propose a marriage between our daughters and you. You have proven your bravery countless times. We believe you would make an excellent husband for our beloved girls."

He was shocked, yet not entirely surprised by Lashure's proposal. However, Amkhu's unexpected support added to his astonishment. Nonetheless, he wasn't opposed to marriage; he simply preferred not to enter into an arranged union. Thus, he offered his response.

"I am willing to marry Teuila, but I would like the opportunity to meet your daughter first and see if we get along. I believe it is important to build a connection before entering into such a significant commitment."

Lashure smiled, and Amkhu nodded, relieved that he was open to the idea. However, Amkhu had a request to make of Archer.

"I hope you don't mind that we already announced the engagements, we had to make cement the alliance but I am confident that you will get on with one of my daughters.''

Archer nodded, seemingly unfazed by the proposal but he was annoyed with the two men until he started eating and decided from that moment on he would refuse any arranged marriage until he met the girls.

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