They wouldn’t have needed even half a day to reach Alraghion had they been able to travel via teleportation portal. But even with the swiftest ship they could procure, it would take ten days to arrive.
Nadar and the king of Tiuccia did not leave the cabin of the boat even once as they listened intently for fragmented reports that arrived erratically through a portable crystal ball.
Then, when they had finally closed in on Alraghion and its massive outer walls were climbing into view over the horizon of endless sand, they received a report.
The stars had rained down on Tariyth.
An SSS-tier magical attack had hit Tariyth Castle, orchestrated by high-ranking transmigrators. Stars had fallen from the heavens in a shower of light.
Several members of the royal family and their retinues had gathered at the castle to discuss their options going forward, and all of them had been swept up in the blast. Although the surrounding castle town hadn’t been damaged, the castle itself had been destroyed beyond all recognition.
The only surviving members of the Tiuccian royal family who still remained in Tiuccia were the princess consort, the First Prince, the First Princess, and the Third Prince. None of them had been in Tariyth at the time.
All other royalty and those connected to them—including their loyal vassals, security escorts, and even the manservants and maids who had worked in Tariyth Castle—had been slaughtered. Not a single person had been spared.
Far away in a distant, foreign land, Nadar could do nothing but accept this news alongside his king.