Reincarnated as an Energy with a System

Chapter 1928: A Place to Meet

<No single noble family possessed enough authority, support, or bloodline legitimacy to immediately take the throne>

<Multiple factions have since competed for control of Faedria>

<Some wish to establish an entirely new royal bloodline>

<Others wish for the old Royal Family to return>

Ning could already understand where Alya fit into the situation.

If she belonged to the old family, or even to a branch closely related to it, marrying her would allow a noble to satisfy both sides.

Those who wanted a new ruler could support the husband, while those who wanted the old bloodline could accept the children born from the marriage.

"The surviving princesses are being searched for," Ning said.

<Yes>

<Multiple female descendants of the former Royal Family escaped or were hidden during the rebellion>

<The noble factions have attempted to locate them so they may secure a claim to the throne through marriage>

Ning’s expression darkened.

It explained why Leamor had searched for Alya for so long and why he had spoken as though she had never possessed a choice.

To him, she was nothing more than a missing piece of a political plan.

"So Leamor wanted to marry Alya because she was one of those princesses."

<That is correct>

"Then why didn’t he take her anyway?" Ning asked. "Sure, there was a child, but he was ready to kill him anyway. He could’ve hidden the fact that she had ever married Valen."

Leamor had already crossed multiple countries to find her and had killed the only people who could easily reveal what had happened inside the house.

Had he taken Alya afterward, there would have been little physical evidence that she had ever lived in Conjora at all.

The people in Faedria might have believed whatever lie he chose to tell them.

<High-Elves have an extremely low birthrate>

<The accepted belief among the High-Elves is that an individual elf can produce only a single child during their lifetime>

Ning slowed down slightly.

"Accepted belief?"

<The High-Elves treat it as an absolute truth>

<Once a High-Elf has produced a child, they are considered incapable of producing another>

Ning finally understood.

Alya’s importance had not come from her alone.

Leamor had needed a child from her.

A marriage to someone of royal blood could improve his standing, but without an heir carrying both bloodlines, his claim would remain temporary and far less convincing.

Alya had already given birth to Valen’s son.

Whether she could truly have another child did not matter if every influential High-Elf believed she could not.

"So, once Leamor saw the boy, Alya became useless to him."

Ning’s hands tightened.

That was why the change in Leamor had been so sudden.

The moment he saw the child, he no longer saw Alya as the woman through whom he could become king. He saw her as someone who had destroyed years of his plans by choosing to live her own life.

The explanation made sense.

It only served to make Ning angrier.

"Where is Leamor now?"

<Leamor currently resides in Faedria>

<He is one of the three leading candidates expected to become the next King>

"He is actually close to becoming King?"

<He is not the leading candidate>

<However, his position is not significantly behind the other two candidates>

Ning stared through the glass of the shop without paying attention to the objects displayed inside.

Leamor had murdered Alya and her child six years ago, then returned to Faedria and continued pursuing the same throne he had hoped to gain through her.

He had lost one route toward becoming King, but had clearly found others.

"What will decide which of them becomes King?"

<There are multiple political, financial, and religious factors involved>

<The upcoming global summit is expected to significantly affect the succession>

Ning blinked.

"The summit?"

<Faedria’s position among the other countries has weakened since the death of its King>

<The three candidates are attempting to secure international recognition, trade agreements, and political support>

Ning remained silent for a few seconds.

The global summit was still more than a few months away, and President Helen Morstell had already spoken about how important it would be for Conjora.

She wanted to use the inventions recovered from the Numbers to show the other countries that Conjora was not weak, while also selling limited quantities of those inventions to improve the nation’s finances and international standing.

"Will Leamor attend the summit?"

<Each of the three leading candidates is expected to participate in Faedria’s delegation>

A slow smile formed on Ning’s face, although there was no amusement behind it.

He had believed he would need to travel across the ocean and search through Faedria for the man.

Instead, Leamor was going to come to the summit on his own, hoping to convince the rest of the world that he was worthy of becoming King.

Ning did not yet know whether the summit would take place in Conjora or another country, and he did not know whether President Morstell had already decided to bring him.

Neither issue seemed particularly difficult to solve.

As a Rank 9 hero who had helped recover the inventions Conjora intended to present, Ning already possessed more than enough reason to attend.

Even if he was not invited, there was little in this world capable of preventing him from arriving anyway.

Ning transformed into a bat and immediately took flight, finally drawing the attention of the people still walking through the city late in the evening.

He flew onward, ignoring everything below him.

The anger inside him had not disappeared, but it had changed.

Before, it had been immediate and directionless, demanding that he teleport to Faedria and kill Leamor before the man could take another breath.

Now, it had somewhere to go.

And Ning would be there.

He did not yet know what he would do when they met.

Killing Leamor immediately would be easy, but easy was not how he wanted that man to die.

And it was not only Leamor.

There could be others who had helped him locate Alya, conceal his movements through multiple countries, and erase whatever evidence remained outside the house.

Ning wanted all of them.