Chapter 63: Unification at the Age of 200
Ian’s testing concluded swiftly. The strike he delivered to the Guild’s marble testing device registered energy levels so immense that the system halted momentarily before rebooting. Calculations based on kinetic force, velocity, impact radius, and elemental augmentation determined a conclusive result: his attack had enough destructive potential to eliminate an entire planet.
The result triggered an automatic override in the ranking system. Without needing to undergo further evaluation, Ian was immediately granted Diamond Rank, a classification reserved only for the most powerful beings recognized by the Adventurer’s Guild across the Curtained Imperium. It was unprecedented for a newcomer to receive such a designation on their first day.
The badge was issued, polished, and handed to Ian within minutes. Crafted from a unique alloy found only in the Outer Nebulae, the diamond-plated emblem symbolized unmatched power and influence. Mikaela, the receptionist who had earlier shown disdain, lowered her head and never spoke again. Jake stood quietly to the side, hands behind his back, nodding with approval.
Ian did not celebrate. He simply accepted the badge and turned to leave.
Jake accompanied them to the exit of the guild hall. He offered a short farewell and reminded Ian that, should he ever return, the guild’s doors would remain open. Ian nodded once. Natasha thanked Jake casually, and with no more words exchanged, the two departed.
Their return to the Blood Empire was swift and unannounced, yet the capital responded instantly. The moment Ian and Natasha crossed the boundary of the palace grounds, a wave of energy passed through the air, signaling the royal presence. Trumpets sounded across the black stone towers, and red banners unfurled from every high point in the city.
When citizens saw the glinting diamond badge pinned to Ian’s cloak, they dropped to their knees and bowed their heads. No commands were given; it was instinctive. The King of the Blood Realm had returned from his hundred-year seclusion, and he had done so with new power recognized beyond their world.
The gates of the palace opened, and Grand Elder, clad in ceremonial robes, stepped forward and bowed. He was the first to speak.
"Your Majesty, welcome home. The Empire has held strong in your absence. There have been no major incursions. The inner court remains loyal. Only minor clan disputes emerged, each swiftly resolved by the Royal Guard. Trade routes remain open and taxation levels stable. Cultivation of the Crimson Fields has increased by 13%."
Ian listened quietly, acknowledging the report with a slight nod. Natasha remained beside him, smirking faintly at the sight of everyone kneeling.
The Grand Elder continued his report with practiced precision, listing each administrative note, logistical update, and ceremonial event that occurred during Ian’s absence. Ian paid attention to every word, even the trivial ones.