Chapter 844: Banquet

Chapter 844: Banquet

Our discussions regarding the magitek schematics proceeded without a hitch. Or rather, with so many important dignitaries present, it had better proceed without a hitch.

Magitek armors that could reach the level of an overlord were rare treasures; only my Wyrm was capable of such a feat at this moment.

It wasnt just a matter of the materials being rare either. One would require the expertise and designs to do so.

That was precisely why Andassis could never become a gargantuan kingdom, capable of overwhelming the combined forces of eleven kingdoms. And even if its king tried, the rest of the kingdoms would catch wind of his ambitions and band together immediately. Through blood and fire, they would pry the magitek schematics from his cold, lifeless hands.

Even putting aside the question of forming a coalition army, they could just form an assassin squad of overlords to invade Andassis.

After three months of negotiations, the second generation of magitek knights was handed over to the various pockets of the delegates. Naturally, Andassis was well-compensated in riches and power.

An especially noteworthy delegate who purchased these schematics was our dear neighbor, the kingdom of Ertalon. Despite their empty coffers, they had to scrounge up enough wealth to purchase these schematics, lest they get consumed by the other kingdoms who did.

As for why it took three months of negotiating Well, that was because we were almost done working on the perfected, third-generation magitek knights. If all went according to plan, these new knights would undergo field testing, and be ready for production. Three months was the time we needed to do so.

Thus, after three months, we were already a generation ahead while the rest of the kingdoms were still clamoring over the second-generation all thanks to our one and only Fertinier.

Andassis the Seventh actually only wanted to sell the finished products at first, but those delegates werent fools; they shot down that dream of his in an instant.

There was simply no replacing the safety and price of building these warmachines yourself.

O His Highness is such a poor thing Doris tossed him a look, but quickly looked in another direction and gulped.

It was now 8:55 pm, according to my electronic AI.

I should leave, this banquet is such a bother. Why am I even here?

Doris, maybe we should go, Im tired.

Ever since I returned to the palace, Doris became my personal maidservant again or maybe watcher.

That last bit was exaggerated, but she wasnt a person I would reveal my deepest secrets to either.

I could tell she wasnt a scheming girl. The fact she could even survive in the palace was only because she used to be the maidservant of Sersan.

Mhm, for some rest? I understand, Lady Mo Na. She muttered absentmindedly.

Doris, if you wish to stay, Im okay with that, but I plan on returning to my room.

It was then that I noticed she was looking at a nearby table, stacked full of artistically designed cakes and tarts.

Oh not at all. She immediately withdrew her gaze swiftly.