Chapter 385: The Warrior King of Ankor-Nazta.

Chapter 385: The Warrior King of Ankor-Nazta.

Yes, we are declining the offer to execute the criminals. As much as the experience would benefit us, we would rather power level inside a dungeon. Its not a morality thingsome of us agreed it was necessaryits more about the setting and atmosphere of an execution block. Hunting seems less stressful.

The conference room of the Ankor-Nazta hold kings, where meetings would be attended by every single one of them. Currently, there were only twelve seats inside, just perfect for the amount of people currently talking here, which meant I couldnt guess how many kings under the Ankoran King would normally attend. Well, not like I wanted to know. It wasnt like I knew all the schwert- and magnobles of Artorias, either. I barely knew any of their marquesses

Speaking of the seats, to my right, sitting on an impressive bronze-golden throne-like chair was the Ankoran King Fugnarus Kongun and next to him was his wife, Tragaya Kongun-Vagunyga. To my left, on a similar chair, was the Griffon King Drangleic var Artorias and his wife Filene var Artoriasto note, we have only had to exchange pleasantries till this point, so this was our first time actually speaking. Since I was expected to know their full names after this meeting, I made sure my parallel minds made a sticky note on all of their last names.

These four filled up four of the twelve seats. Their advisors and guards all stood behind themUlquint, King Drangleics political advisor, was here, for example. On the other hand, everybody aside from Tasianna, Ellaine, Rajah, and the twins took a seat on our side. Considering how they viewed themselves and their official roles and duty to me, their princess, it made sense why they were acting like guards. My maid, lady-in-waiting, cat, and bodyguards; those were their official jobs, in a way.

Hrm. King Fugnarus grunted at Tatsuyas response, frowning at the students decision on the execution of the prisoners from Gazahan-Orn. He really looked dissatisfied. Let me say I do not mince words; not to the hold kings, not to the council of wisewomen. I am really disappointed in your decision, young Earthling. It is wrong.

Ellaine, Tatsuya, and I were clearly confused by this admission, while Neill and Grimnir looked like they knew this would happen. They hadnt exactly given their opinion on the matter, so we didnt think anything was wrong about it. As such, I asked the king to elaborate on it and he nodded.

King Drangleic and I have spoken much before my queen and I departed to Gazahan-Orn to help you out, Princess Hestia. About your letter, about his kingdoms circumstancesthe battles, you seeand naturally also about you, our mediator and figurehead. Tell me, do you know the exact reason for why Ankor-Nazta wishes to ally itself to Artorias?

Unlike his heavy accent when we met at Grimnirs home hold, his speaking mannerism here were far more refined and clear to listen to. The rough, wanderer look he had as a disguised adventurer was gone, replaced by fierce regality through his ornamental armor and his beastman eyes.

Unlike King Drangleica griffon arvisianKing Fugnarus had panthereon blood in him, making him a part feline dwarf. At least, that was what the dwarves around me had said. While King Drangleic exuded pride and confidence as a ruler, the Ankoran King was far more stoic, militaristic, and, I guess, more pragmatic.

I shook my head to his question. While this discussion wasnt too serious, I still had to choose my actions and words correctly since I was here as Third Princess Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor. I do not know your side yet. I only know Artorias wishes to ally with you due to economical and political reasons. King Drangleic wishes to fulfill his grandfathers wish to repair relationships with the northern races, and personally wishes to break off from the Folschreck Empire. As I have spoken with his dukes, I can confirm they wish for the same.

Then let me elucidate you, Princess, Fugnaruss wife, Tragaya, answered in his stead. The main reason is that we dwarves need to expand.

Expand?

She nodded. Yes, expansion through cultural means, similar to our influence as the worlds leaders in manatech and the regulators of the global currency Davi, and also to spread tazongsdwarvesto more places. In other words, we also strive for financial gain in addition to weakening the Folschreck Empire.

There is also a problem with our peoples interest, King Fugnarus added. Many dwarves do not have any wanderlust at all, which is natural since we like to stay where we have everything to make us happy. However, those who do? They will go out and form mining colonies. We have been regulating the creation of king, clan, and guild-issued colonies and holds for centuries now to prevent our mountain range from being riddled with abandoned or terribly managed settlements. Too many, and it would weaken our home, but most dont care. The High King must care, though.

As such, instead of dwarves moving deeper and deeper into the mountain range, to the point it becomes harder and harder to manage, Artorias would extend a hand to accommodate more dwarven artisans, laborers, and general immigration. Paper-work would become easier on both of our sides once an alliance is formed, King Drangleic explained.

How many holds and colonies are there? I asked.

Officially? There are ten major clans, each holding a hold through their clan leader, the region king. As a whole, though, there are countless minor holds, either under the complete control of a minor dwarven king or under shared custody of two or more clans. This conference room usually only accommodates these ten and the current Ankoran ruler; exceptions, though, exist. King Fugnarus stroked his beard and closed his eyes, trying his best to remember everything. This topic seemed far more wide-reaching than I thought. Gazahan-Orn was a minor hold, under the fealty of Clan Vagunyga.

I looked over to his wife.

Yes, my family. We are a major clan.

So thats why she knew the Queen of Gazahan-Orn. It isnt just cause theyre in the same organization.

While mine is a minor clan. The dwarven kings answer surprised me. Every royal clan can introduce a candidate to become the High King or Queen, whether major or minor. Through a democratic decision, we vote on who is the most capable to lead everybody, which aids in smoothing relationships, since every hold king is oathbound to serve and raise armies upon my call. I may serve for life, but having less enemies is important.

While the dwarves didnt have a hierarchy of nobles like Artorias and Yeos did, they had something similar. There werent any nobles, per se, but these major and minor clans acted similar to a noble house, despite being called royals. To be called a royal clan within Ankor-Nazta, you had to have a bloodline coming from the first and second batch of created dwarves.

This was another piece of dwarven history, mostly concerning their creator, the Earth Elemental Primarch. The dwarves were created in batches, until the elemental was satisfied with his finished work. The ten major dwarven clans descended from the first group of dwarves, while the minor ones came from the second. While human, beastmen, and elven creation wasnt well documented, the dwarves had everything written down.

Over the millennia, many major and minor bloodlines had gone extinct, reducing them to ten major and an assortment of minor ones. That was why the Ankoran Ruler vote worked this way. It prevented too much animosity through a single royalty system, while also promoting friendship between each other to develop a proper candidate. Of course, making enemies couldnt be completely avoided this way, but it worked for the dwarves up until now.

Although, why arent the last batch the royals? Shouldnt they be perfect? Uuh, okay, that sounds extremely rude now that I asked that in my head. Lets not.

Now, back to my point, King Fugnarus returned the discussion back to the main topic after I had derailed it. Aside from my personal goals, politically speaking, taking away one of Folschrecks vassals while expanding culturally will strengthen us while weakening them. That is why I want Artorias to secede. It isnt just because of Saelariel.

You want to prevent another War for the Faefolk, I presume? I was asking a lot of questions here, but it seemed the king didnt mind it. In fact, he seemed pretty happy to speak.

Yes, and no. I raised a brow to that, prompting him to elaborate on it further. Yes, we dont want another war in that manner. No, though, since if the Empire wishes to crush us for the past, then so be it. The dwarves of Ankor-Nazta will not shy from battle. If they wish to inflict pain on my people, then I will steel my heart with Kronnazs grudge and fight with the fire of Bleidlas roaring volcanoes!

The king slammed his fist on the table, rocking to the point we had to steady our tea cups. Meanwhile, his wife could only sigh deeply, placing a hand on her enraged husbands shoulder.

Still, we wish to avoid it if possible but, from the look of it, that wont be possible. She looked at me, reminding me how King Fugnarus came to my subspace two days ago to speak about the incoming summit. You now know our reason for this alliance, you also know this room is filled with people who know you are not only an otherworlder, Princess Hestia, but also a blessed of Goddess Aurena. We know your Divine Quest and what you have to do.

Hrm! King Fugnarus leaned on his chair, crossing his arms. To not take a chance to gain experience Will you go to war with that attitude?

Tatsuya and I frowned. It was clear he was talking down to us, right now. Despite my higher standing of being a princess of an empire, the King didnt hold back at all. The manner he spoke to me was ridiculing me.

I knew I had to speak up to this; however, before I could, to my surprise, Neill spoke up, Ankoran King Fugnarus.

Second Princess of the Dragon Empire, Fargryneill.

Neill leaned forward, supporting her head as she gazed at him with an icy stare. Her horn wasnt trained on him, but it was close, prompting Fugnaruss guards to take a step forward. He told them off, instead, awaited my sisters response.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.

You are overreacting too much to a single rejection. Are you thinking my sister weak? A Kargryxmor dragon, at that? Are you implying that to my face?

You are putting words in my mouth.

Then what are you talking about?

The King frowned, his mouth became slightly visible through his thick beard. He grumbled once again, before speaking his mind, What are your plans for the attack? If you wish to stop the war from beginning in the first place, what is your contingency plan against this demonkin of envy? How will you expose them? Are you planning on using this new alliance for your own needs? Answer me this: how can I trust a war leader who doesnt inspire the confidence I need to know I would win a battle?

Those were hard-hitting questions. I thought this was supposed to be a casual meeting or sorts, but it seemed he really was one who wore his feelings and thoughts on his sleeves. He was a caring king, but steadfast when it came to politics and diplomacy. However, the thing was, Grimnir had already met him once, so I wasnt exactly caught by surprise by this. I was more surprised he was going this hard.

Maybe I shouldve worn the tiara Mom made for me

As such, instead of letting Sis continue, I took over, exuding my [Royal Presence] skill to counter his. High King Fugnarus, I can see that you care very much about my Divine Quest. I appreciate it, but I dislike how you are assuming I am going into this with not even a speck of a plan. If the information hadnt reached you yet, I do have the potential support of my Mother, Sixth Empress Melloxtressa, on my side if I need it. If you, and the rest of the dwarves, so wish to stay out of my affairs, then do so. I do not need the alliance to send support my way.

His argument centered around the dwarves potentially being pulled into my Divine Quest, meaning I might be risking dwarven lives if I continued. He was aiming for the fact I was an ill-suited war leader, and while true since I really couldnt shut my heart out completely, it didn't mean I was entirely inept.

Yes, there was no complete plan nor did I have information on Aureolis, outside of what the students and Eshe told me. I havent had any time for that. However, what did I have right now? Shatureins network of spies and information brokers, Artorias support through our alliance, and also the strength of my mother in return for three years of my personal freedom. To kill one Prince of Sin and expose him to free Aurenas church? Sounds like a worthy sacrifice for the long run.

At the end of the day, Aurena did tell me that, thanks to my memories, her plans had been accelerated. I shouldnt be around doing all of this right now, I should have been staying inside Moms cave, sleeping and eating. I had years to live and enough time on my hand. It didnt have to be all solved right now, all I needed to do was to deliver a strong blow and build up my foundation.

So, I continued speaking. You presume I am being hasty, no? But have you heard anything from me yet? For someone of your age, you are presuming too much and not asking enough. Do not forget, High King, your alliance is made between you and Artorias, while I was nominated the mediator by King Drangleic. My name was given for the summit to begin. We have not even started with the real discussions yet.

You should have learned this from Grimnirwe dwarves honor our debts and oaths. If we become allies, I will muster my people to fight in your name if you need to, Princess Hestia. I will fight and prevail. Your common sense is not ours; if I were to sit back while you go out to die, what would my subjects think of me? A weakling who doesnt even lift a finger to protect his ally? King Fugnarus became agitated again. His face reddened. I will not, so I swear in your grandfathers name. Believe me, I will not besmirch the honor of my clan and ancestors.

But you are dishonoring the reputation of my lady, Ankoran King, Grimnir suddenly raised his voice, further agitating the dwarven guards. You think of her as weak, just because she has a heart. You eavesdropped on us, no? Her quest doesnt take place entirely on the battlefield, and she doesnt need to finish a war for it. The goal, as you heard, is still the Prince of Envy disguised as the Church of Aurenas religious leader.

Neill leaned forward, supporting her head with both hands now. I get that you think of my sister and her otherworlder friends as weak since they arent taking this chance to level up. That its a waste in the face of war, and while I do understand. You arent talking just to her.

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