True King's Ecstasy



"How is the food? I heard elves don't rat meats, so we have none meat options too," Daphkia said and pointed at the huge table filled with different foods.

They made sure to prepare food for everyone that would fit everyone's taste and it was Velian's idea because he wanted to flex their cooking skills, so they will come begging for him to give more food.

"This is great, Lady Daphnia," Elyisa said and are a vegetable salad with a few interesting toppings, which elevated her taste buds like no other.

"These foods are really great! I'm glad I came here just for this," Hearing her words Daphnia smiled, as she knew their goal was successful.

"Well, that's one more thing we can share among ourselves, I'm really glad we can share a friendly relationship like this," Daphnia said and took the spoon and decided to put more food on Elyisa's plate and she didn't refuse Daphnia's request.

After serving one of the most important allies, Daphnia went around the hall trying to create bonds with the other people.

Sariya also did the same without showing any weakness in their behaviour.

"Lady Daphnia, we would like to propose a marriage to Lord Velian," It was the ambassador from the minor race called Dwarfs that proposed this.

He knew this is the time to take advantage of this meeting and strengthen their bonds, so in future, they can take the high piece of cake when the time is right, but Daphnia just smile at his request politely.

"Well! If Velian gives his permission I wouldn't mind, but maybe you should ask him," She knew he won't accept a random girl when he even refused his beloved aunt.

The whole room was filled with chatter and none of them had time to worry about the beastkin ambassador. But one woman wasn't completely glad of this development.

"This is bad! This is really bad!" She muttered to herself. After all, she was the member that came from the Montero Kingdom.

"This charm! This power and confidence! If this goes on soon we will become a useless kingdom,"

She wanted to report this incident to her king, but she knew he wasn't useful in this matter. And then suddenly something came to her mind.

She remembered about the day he faced all of his kingdom's leaders all alone and decided to take a more practical approach to things.

And the solution she came up with was to change the sides. After all, she had no reason to be faithful to a kingdom that served her no purpose.

"When I see him next time, I will show him my skills,"

She thought as she had confidence that Velian would value her skills more than loyalty, after all, one should be skilful enough to keep their underlings loyal and that's why someone would be called a king, which is a superior person to the others.

***

"Ohhhh~ this is brutal," Velian said as he looked at the huge man lying on the floor without even any movements showing he was dead.

At first, It looked like he was just unconscious because there wasn't any blood or wounds that are fatal but in reality, he died from an even more cruel method.

*Phew

"This is the first time we killed a man like this," Delviny said as she wiped all the blood on her body.

"This just hurts to look at as a man, I honestly wouldn't kill any criminal like this, but he went too far by killing my mother-in-law and father-in-law,"

Juno also smiled at his words. She knew from here onward it will be war with her former tribe, so she was ready to support Velian no matter how hard it is.

They knew that this act of vengeance would not come without consequences, but they were resolute in their decision to take care of Gromer's body and those of his army.

"Juno," Velian commanded, his voice steady but filled with a solemn weight. "Ensure that your people know of this death. Let them find solace in the knowledge that justice has been served, even if it is but small comfort."

Juno nodded, her eyes shining with unshed tears. She understood the importance of spreading the news, of giving their people a glimpse of retribution in the face of overwhelming adversity.

With a determined nod, she turned and hurriedly made her way to the other members of their group, ready to relay the message.

Meanwhile, Velian focused his magical energies, calling upon the essence within him to cleanse his body. A soft glow emanated from his hands as he gently passed them over the fallen ambassador, purifying the lingering darkness and dirt that clung to him. It was a bittersweet task, a mixture of sorrow and triumph.

Once the cleansing was complete, Velian stood tall, his eyes determined as he strode back into the grand hall. The raucous sounds of the ongoing banquet filled his ears, but he paid them no mind. His gaze swept across the room, taking in the revelry and mirth that seemed so distant now.

As he approached the centre of the hall, Velian's gaze fell upon a table lined with crystal glasses, filled to the brim with ruby-red wine. He reached out, his fingers curling around the slender stem of a glass, his grip tightening. The fragile crystal chimed softly in response to his touch.

Raising the wine-filled glass high, Velian tapped it lightly with a silver spoon, the sharp sound slicing through the boisterous chatter. Conversations faltered, and all eyes turned to him, curiosity mingled with a sense of foreboding.

Silence settled upon the room like a heavy shroud as Velian's commanding voice filled the void.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he began, his tone carrying a mixture of sorrow and determination. "We stand here tonight, not only to celebrate but to remember. To remember those who have fallen, those who have suffered at the hands of tyranny."

His words hung in the air, their weight palpable. The room held its collective breath, waiting for what Velian would say next. The somberness of the moment permeated the atmosphere, casting a shadow over the revelry.

"Gromer, the proud beastkin ambassador passed away right now because of the parasitic cells' influence," Velian continued, his voice steady but tinged with grief.