Crownless Reincarnation: New World? Nah I'd win-Chapter 40: Spirit World [1]

It's been three days since Akamir's engagement with Princess Inara.

Needless to say, it created a huge uproar among the citizens and the neighbouring kingdoms.

A hot topic that was being talked about all over the kingdom.

Asher, being the guy who was known as a troublemaker and one who fancied the princess, didn't help much.

And...

The ones who admired Princess Inara now despised her.

Like she feared, now the kingdom doesn't see her as a role model princess.

.....

'All in all, I am fucked.'

Akamir let out a tired sigh, staring at the ceiling of his room.

Wherever he goes, people always start gossiping.

It was so bad that Akamir was ready to lash out at them at any given moment.

'...She really did a number on me.'

Akamir thought, moving his torso to sit back on his bed.

Knock! Knock!

As soon as he sat down, someone knocked on the door and came inside.

"Your food is here, young master."

Zia smiled as she brought in the tray filled with food.

"Thank you."

Akamir mumbled tiredly, gesturing for her to place the food on his bed.

Zia obeyed, serving him. "Duke Darvin asked about you during breakfast."

Akamir just nodded, eating his food.

Zia stood by his side, ready to help him if needed.

"I need rest today," Akamir said, without looking at her. "Make sure nobody comes inside my room."

Zia narrowed her eyes. "....Are you going somewhere?"

"No," Akamir replied. "And why do you even ask that?"

"Just a feeling," she mumbled, keeping her face straight. "Last time you were out, you came back engaged to the princess."

Akamir glanced at her. "Why? Are you jealous?"

"Not funny, young master," Zia replied, keeping her face stoic. "And unlike your fiancée, I don't fancy young boys."

Akamir chuckled loudly, shaking his head. "She wouldn't be happy if she heard that remark."

Zia allowed herself to smile a little before turning to tidy the tray.

"Still," she added after a pause, "you could've warned me. I had a whole list of excuses ready for you if someone tried to arrange a marriage."

Akamir raised an eyebrow. "And what makes you think I didn't try to escape?"

"You didn't try hard enough," Zia muttered, picking up the empty tray.

She turned around, walking out of the room. "Have a nice rest, young master."

The door shut closed behind her.

Akamir sighed, glancing to his side where a ghostly figure lay on his bed.

"What happened to her in that novel?" he asked, curiously.

Nayomi glanced at him. "I don't know. The novel didn't cover it."

"...I see."

Akamir mumbled, rubbing his temples as he stood up.

He walked to the other side of the bed where an egg was placed in a glass.

Akamir kept on looking at the egg for a while.

'I hope it hatches soon.'

Thinking so, he began to change into more comfortable clothes.

He locked the door and stood at the centre of the room.

Taking in a deep breath, he summoned his crown.

The room glowed in an ominous reddish light as a crown formed over his head.

"Take me to the ancient palace's Mimickers,"

Akamir said, staring at the wall in front of him.

The crown pulsed and a portal slowly materialised.

Taking in a deep breath, Akamir walked inside the portal.

The next time he opened his eyes, he was in a chamber inside the palace.

"This is amazin—"

Akamir's words died down as his body fell down helplessly.

A paralyzing chill surged through his limbs, like invisible chains wrapped around his muscles.

"Ugh... what the hell...?" he managed to mutter, his voice barely above a whisper.

His fingers twitched as he tried to push himself to lie on his side.

Nayomi floated above him, looking at him with a smug face.

"What did you do?" Akamir groaned, looking at her.

"Nothing," she replied, shrugging. "And did you really think you'd travel such a large distance without any drawbacks?"

"...."

His mouth opened up, but no words came out of it.

'Yeah, that was stupid of me.'

Everything comes with a cost, and Akamir was well aware of it.

"How long will I be like this?" he asked, groaning.

"Two hours, give or take," she replied, making him frown.

But—.

Instead of panicking, Akamir began to wonder.

'How does the portal even work?'

From what he knows, to make a teleportation portal one needs a lot of calculations and of course a magic circle.

'But this crown can't do any of those.'

Then how....

What makes it work this way?

Akamir looked back at her. "Mind telling me how a teleportation portal works?"

Nayomi looked at him without a word. She remained still as if wondering whether to tell him or not.

"Six hundred years ago, there was an empire called the Soloman Empire," she began, immediately taking his interest.

"The one that summoned us....the otherworlders."

Akamir looked at her face that seemed lost in the past.

Nayomi took her moment before speaking. "They didn't worship any gods, but a tablet."

Akamir frowned. "....A what?"

"They called it the "Seraphic Tablet,"" Nayomi replied, looking at him. "An All knowing tablet that had all the knowledge of the universe."

"..."

Akamir couldn't even begin to think what it was like and....

'How powerful were those who had them.'

"The Soloman Empire summoned us through the help of the tablet," Nayomi continued. "And it was the tablet which blessed us with unique abilities."

She twirled her hands as she tried to conjure her powers, but nothing happened....

"My unique ability was to travel between the astral place known as the Spirit World and this world."

She mumbled with a tired sigh.

Akamir carefully questioned, "And what is the Spirit World?"

"A mirror world that is timeless and spaceless. A place where spirit creatures live," Nayomi explained simply.

"Some come from the past, some come from the present, and some from a certain future."

She pointed at his crown. "And that thing is connected with the Spirit World. It uses that world to navigate in this world."

"...I see."

Akamir mumbled, rubbing his temples.

"By the way, what happened to the Soloman Empire?"

"...I don't know," Nayomi whispered softly, looking away. "I did kill most of them."

Akamir frowned. "Why?"

Nayomi remained silent as she kept on looking away.

Akamir sighed and closed his eyes.

'Let's sleep for a while.'

.....

Two hours passed quickly as Akamir walked out of the palace.

The first thing he noticed was the two Mimickers, kneeling down.

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"Welcome, my Lord."

They both spoke in unison.

"Stand up," Akamir said, as he walked past them. "Did something bad happen when I was gone?"

"No, my lord," Elore replied, walking close to him. "Nothing bad happened."

Akamir nodded as he glanced at the Judge of Apathy. "And the Mimickers?"

She bowed deeply. "I kept them under control, my lord."

"Good," Akamir nodded as he looked around the place. "Things are going well, I guess."

The place around the palace had been cleaned a lot, and all the ruins were also being fixed.

'The Mimickers are free labour.'

Akamir planned to make the palace good enough for him to live here.

He still planned to make it his base.

"What happened to the children?" Akamir asked, glancing at Elore. "Are they getting enough food?"

Elore nodded. "Yes, my lord. I'm making sure to follow your orders."

"When is the next sacrifice?" he asked, remembering their fate.

"Next month."

'I still have enough time.'

Akamir thought, closing his eyes.

'I can save them before they are killed.'

He sighed, looking at the Judge of Apathy. "What about the company in Lythanis Kingdom?"

"They are doing great," she replied, gesturing towards the outer side of the palace. "Would you like to see the items they brought?"

"Lead the way."

The blindfolded woman nodded before she took him to a sealed room.

It was packed with items and things that the Mimickers brought.

"Now, we need a retailer," Akamir mumbled, rubbing his chin.

Akamir looked back. "Elore."

"Master."

"Ask the church for more death row prisoners," he ordered. "We need some more merchants."

"Yes, my lord."

Akamir nodded as he began to walk around the room.

The things that were here were the specialty of the Lythanis Kingdom, like the craft and grains that only grow there.

But...

Akamir was aware it will take too much time for a company to grow, even though they sell cheap goods.

'The market is already saturated, and we haven't gained anyone's trust.'

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

'If I need to grow my company, then I need unique items.'

Items that only his company can provide.

Akamir slowly looked at Nayomi.

"Nayomi."

His voice made her look at him.

"I want to visit the Spirit World."