Nathan cursed himself for being lured through the gate by his audience.
Well, if he was being honest, agents from the Directorate had already surrounded the gate. They were in disguise; some of them were even in the Golden City.
He found it odd that they hadn’t sent powerful forces to restore their sense of order. Whatever Godfrey was doing would end in deep strife. Knowing this, he’d followed the knights into the throneroom.
Godfrey’s throneroom!
Nathan had been the first man to call Godfrey the King of Summoners, but he’d never imagined Godfrey actually had a city!
At this point, it was just impossible to believe Godfrey was a summoner. Not after what he did at the Directorate Headquarters in Shanghai.
’He’s some kind of portal between two worlds. Sick!’ Nathan turned around to give his audience a good view of the magnificent throneroom.
Comments flooded his screen. In the past twenty hours, his subscriber count had exploded. He might as well have become one of the most followed men in the world.
But he was afraid the authorities would close down his account. He couldn’t anticipate what they were planning. They could have banned the video and stopped its spread. They hadn’t. That frightened him more than a ban would have.
"Nathan."
The hair on his arms stood on end. He spun around, trembling with shock and a sudden sting of fear. A dark figure stood behind him.
When had he entered the throneroom?
Nathan subconsciously distanced himself as he tried to recover.
"Because of you, Humanoid Summoners around the world could hear my voice. That was commendable." The Unknown King said.
Nathan smiled sheepishly. What was wrong with him? He couldn’t place a finger on it, but the Unknown King’s words made him feel strangely good about himself. Almost like he had the same impact as a powerful summoner.
The Unknown King walked past him, ascended the dais and sat down, legs spread wide. His armoured arms settled on the armrests.
"I have few words to say to those on earth." He said.
Nathan pointed the phone at him.
"The authorities, as you call them, have reported me to the Congregation of Godkings and Queens. There will be no fair judgment. It is a contest of strength, and they intend to see me dead." He lifted his chin. "I am not surprised."
Nathan swallowed. Congregation Of Godkings and Queens? He knew the authorities were up to something, but he would never have thought of a court made up of ancient gods.
"Fear not. I will face this duel and I will return. Those gods will know that no one can stop what is about to come. Earth will be liberated."
Nathan couldn’t see his expression behind the helmet, but he could almost imagine a confident look. He was turning the authorities’ attempt to silence him into something that would elevate him even further.
"That is all."
***
Benjamin walked the streets of Manhattan, a backpack slung over his shoulder as he watched the livestream on his phone.
His gaze dropped to the Class I cuffs around his wrists. The words of the Unknown King were tempting. A life where he wouldn’t have to feel so isolated. Where he wouldn’t stick out as a sore thumb.
Manhattan tried to adjust. Some Humanoid Summoners openly called for people to join them and remove their cuffs, but the protesters were quickly brought down.
The Directorate was powerful here. Under the Bane Family Head, who was also the new Mrs. Manhattan, no one dared start a protest.
Here, the Guilds worked for the Directorate. Raising your voice against the authorities was enough to damn you. There would be no job waiting for you afterward, and your class would be raised to III.


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