"Are you certain about this news?" the High King of Lunaria asked one of the followers of the Divine Army that came to talk to him in private. "If you are lying to me, I'll make you regret it."
"Your Majesty, both of us are on the same side," the man who was wearing merchant's clothes replied with a smile. "Also, I'm a businessman. Trust is one of the most important things in business, and you know that I take this matter very seriously."
The High King of Lunaria nodded his head, knowing that the man in front of him was indeed a very trustworthy person.
"You have to forgive me for my stubbornness, but this is a very important matter to our Order," the High King of Lunaria stated. "How did you know that the Half-Elf is in Karshvar Draconis?"
"Ah, this is an easy matter," the Merchant replied. "You see, I am one of the handful of merchants who were privileged enough to gain access to the outermost city of Karhsvar Draconis, which is the City of Pygmalion.
"Once, when I went there during one of my business trips, a rancid mist fell over the city that almost made me feel as if my throat was burning. It was not only me that suffered such hardships, but the entire city.
"Naturally, the Guards and even the Mayor came to investigate the cause, and they found out that the one responsible for it is a Half-Elf named Lux. That boy earned quite a reputation in the City of Pygmalion, and everyone refers to him as 'He who must not be annoyed.'"
The Merchant chuckled because this was one of his unforgettable moments in the Outer Reaches.
"Of course, while I am not a hundred percent certain that the Half-Elf you are looking for is the same Half-Elf that I know, the possibility exists," the Merchant added. "Yesterday, I even showed the guards one of the drawings that the Divine Army had been spreading across the lands.
"They confirmed that the person in the drawing was the same Half-Elf that made their lives difficult in the past. But there is just one problem."
The High King of Lunaria arched an eyebrow after hearing the Merchant's words.
"Problem?" the High King asked. "What problem?"
"Your Majesty, the Half-Elf had built a Guild Headquarters in one of the floating islands in the Outer Reaches," the Merchant explained. "However, two days ago, the island started to float away, heading East. After bribing a few guards for more information, they said that the Half-Elf decided to move house and relocate his Guild Headquarters for reasons that no one knew."
The High King of Lunaria stood up from his throne, knowing well why the Half-Elf decided to leave the Outer Reaches. Since he was already convinced that the red-headed teenager that the Merchant was describing was the same Half-Elf that they were looking for, he had no plans to waste any time and wanted to capture him as fast as he could.
"Are you sure that they were heading East?" the High King of Lunaria inquired.
"That is what the guards told me." The Merchant shrugged. "I am only relaying the answers that I got from them."
The High King nodded. "Thank you. I promise that you will be greatly rewarded once we confirm this news to be true. I will go talk to the others about your discovery."
"May the Light shine upon us all," the Merchant said before giving the High King of Lunaria a polite bow.
"May the Light shine upon us all," the High King returned the Merchant's oath, which all the members of the Divine Army use when parting with, or greeting, each other.
A few minutes later, he went to the special teleportation gate that was exclusive for the High-Ranking members of the Divine Army, which allowed them instant access to their Organization's Capital City.
"East of Karshvar Draconis…," the Oracle of the Divine Army muttered before waving her hand in front of her.
A second later, a projection appeared showing the map of the Center of Elysium, which the followers of the Divine Army of Light had painstakingly made over the course of many years.
"East of Karshvar Draconis are several Kingdoms and Empires that we have good relationships with," the Oracle said as she looked at the map. "I'm sure that they would be willing to help if we asked them. Also, although that floating island is flying high in the sky, there is a high chance that some people will spot it when it passes by their cities."
"Can't we pursue it with the Arc?" the High King of Lunaria asked. "With it, we can catch up to them in just a few days."
The Oracle shook her head. "The Arc was seriously damaged when I used it to save you and the others. We barely managed to return to the capital, so it will be impossible to chase them using our Flag Ship."
"How long will it take for it to be repaired?"
"A month. The materials needed to repair it are quite rare, and it will take some time to gather them all. It is also a Divine Artifact, so it is not something that can be repaired easily. For now, we have to make use of what we have."
The High King of Lunaria frowned, but he understood that there was nothing he could do about this matter.
"So, how do we intercept them?" The High King asked. "You have a plan, right?"
The Oracle nodded. "Although it will take time, we will have to travel using teleportation gates, as well as fly in the sky. If we are lucky, we might be able to catch up to them within a week."
"A week…" the High King muttered before nodding his head. "As long as that heretic is killed, waiting for a week means nothing."
The Oracle also nodded her head in agreement.
"I will talk to the Sovereign and report your findings," the Oracle stated. "This time, we will bring a dozen Saints with us. No matter where he runs, we will come to find him. We can't let that Heretic escape our grasp a second time."
An hour later, the High King of Lunaria, as well as the Oracle of the Divine Army, entered a teleportation gate alongside twenty other Saints, who had been called to assist them on their manhunt operation.
The Oracle originally wanted only a dozen Saints to accompany them, but their Sovereign insisted that adding a few more would not hurt.
With the additional manpower to ensure the success of their mission, the High King of Lunaria was feeling confident that he would finally erase the last remnants of Hereswith's Legacy from the face of the world.
