Chapter 63: Choose your Lord

"Don't assume that a technique used by a blacksmith is automatically useless in combat. Do you even know anything about the dwarven race?"

Akash asked.

"Uhh... I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but I don't."

"I do know a little bit about them."

Zaheer Seth stated and Akash looked at him with a raised brow before continuing.

"What I heard is that dwarves are smaller than us humans but in terms of physical strength, they are more powerful. Even with their small size, they fight ferociously and are skilled tamers. They are also highly proficient at crafting weapons. On top of that, dwarves have many tribes and all are kindred spirits. They are proud of themselves and are fond of gold and anything else related to wealth."

Akash pondered before answering.

"Very good, everything you said is true."

Akash looked back at Sohrab and asked.

"Do you still think lightly of a technique used by a dwarven blacksmith?"

Sohrab lowered his head.

"I don't think of it as a weak technique, but what good can a smithing technique bring to a non-blacksmith like me?"

Akash tsked.

"I never said it's a smithing technique, I said it's a technique made by a blacksmith. It is based on handling heavy weapons like a hammer and an axe. He was a unique blacksmith strong enough to chop metal with his axe."

"Did he fight anyone with that technique?"

Sohrab asked.

"I don't know that but as far as the technique is concerned, it can cause huge damage. It's a one-shot-kill type technique."

"I'll gladly accept it then, My Liege."

Sohrab said right after.

"This is the only one I had for you, whether you accepted or not. It's the only one for you."

Sohrab face turned pale in embarrassment as Akash laughed.

"Haha, don't be such a wuss, it was just a joke."

Settling Sohrab with a technique, Akash gave each of the soldiers a suitable technique as well. Akash remembered all these techniques from the time he was the head of the House of Knowledge. After he was done with the blood feast, he started making these scrolls while the others were busy harvesting cores and other parts.

After distributing all the techniques, he murmured to himself.

"I should build a House of Knowledge on Earth as well."

Everyone present was jolly. Their trust, respect and loyalty increased.

"There is another thing which you must all keep in mind."

Akash summoned his force.

"Every Earl must follow a Lord. A single Lord will have 10 Earls under their command whilst one Earl will have 100 soldiers under their wing. In the future, when our force will grow much larger, it will only get harder and more tiresome for me to listen to everyone. Thus, I'd like to start making the groundwork for our army's structure and chain of command.

There is currently one Lord and three Lord candidates here. Lord Daan Godlyn, Earl Haji Tea, Earl Sacra Emilat and Earl Sohrab Khan. Choose your Lords amongst these four here. After that, you can all be dismissed."

The Tea family didn't think much before all of them chose Haji Tea. With Baghi, Momi, Razi, Meer and the others. Haji Tea now had four Earls and around 52 Soldiers under his command. The Seth family had yet to choose their Lord as Zaheer Seth looked at his sons.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go with Haji Tea."

Bilawal replied.

"Father, you should go."

"Huh! And you?"

"Both of us have decided to follow Lord Daan Godlyn. You have always wanted to fight by Uncle Baghi's side and now your time has come. We, however, will find our path with Lord Daan. "

Bilawal Seth further explained to his father whose expression changed as he was speechless. Hasnain pointed his fingers at his father's beard, tickling his chin before speaking.

"Pops, stop acting like a kid. It's not like we will have to fight each other or will be separated for the rest of our lives. We only chose Daan because we will get more chances to shine and make our names known, so chill out."

"You brats, you can accomplish the same under Haji Tea."

Zaheer was annoyed and retorted. In turn, Hasnain made a poker face and pointed his finger at Baghi Tea and the others.

"Look at Haji's current members and say that again."

Zaheer turned his head to check and lost his words, after a moment of silence he muttered.

"Shit... they are right."

Bilawal sighed.

"Father, don't be so sentimental. We're big enough to take care of ourselves now."

Hasnain dashed further away and flexed in a double bicep pose as his clothes were torn by his bulging muscles.

"See this, old man. My muscles even surpass yours."

Bilawal palmed his face in embarrassment and Zaheer went towards Haji Tea while repeatedly chanting.

"He is not my son, he is not my son..."

Soon, everything was settled and the twins came towards Daan Godlyn.

"Lord Daan, we are in your care."

"Don't bother with formalities, we are all friends here."

Daan replied.

Sacra and Sohrab were on the side, looking at the other two Lords.

"I know I'm not a Lord yet but I am still a candidate, yet no one chose me regardless..."

Sacra complained to Sohrab.

"Yeah, you are right. I have an idea."

Sohrab replied

"Please no, my heart is already bleeding. I don't want my ears to bleed too."

"You will like it man, just listen first, then decide."

"Sigh, go ahead."

Sohrab continued.

"How about I choose you as my Lord and you choose me as yours. Haha, fascinating idea, isn't it?"

Sacra looked at Sohrab with crimson eyes, as if they were bleeding. But his lips were giving a fake smile while the minotaur was grinning widely.

"What a spellbinding plan, my dear Sohrab. Let me think about it a bit more for now. Just do me a favour first though?"

Sacra said.

"Don't worry Sacra, I'm made for favours. Just say it."

Sohrab replied with that grin still stuck on his lips.

"Don't ever try to think of such ideas ever again, especially when I am around you. I beg you!"

"Uhh... ok... I will try..."

Akash clapped his hands, the sound echoing and claiming everyone's attention.

"All you guys can go now except Haji Tea."

Then, everyone promptly scattered, leaving Akash Tagar and Haji Tea alone in the vicinity.

"Take out the gem, Earl Haji.'

Haji took the greenish dwelling gem of Poison Dragon King, Duran Subedar.

"Sit in the lotus position and place it on your tongue, I will help you absorb it. It will be little painful, but I believe you will be able to bear it."

Haji Tea took a deep breath and put the gem on his tongue, starting the process.