Meanwhile, deep within the royal palace of the Crimsonstar Kingdom, an elderly man wearing a pointed wizard's hat stood in silence for a long time.
Finally, he let out a soft sigh and muttered to himself, shaking his head, "Crimson Ultimate Hero… Mythic Ace Unit… Who the hell are they? One of the sea lords, maybe? Or… ah, forget it. Not my problem. Let His Majesty deal with this headache."
With that, the old mage turned and walked off, heading toward the inner sanctum of the palace.
Several hours later, in a grand, ancient hall buried deep within the Crimsonstar Kingdom's royal palace…
At the center of the room, seated high on a throne, was a bald, imposing man wearing a crown. Before him stood a long rectangular table with six seats—each one now occupied.
"Your Majesty," one of the seated figures spoke, his voice slow and heavy, his entire body radiating a chilling aura. "You summoned all of us. Has something serious happened?"
