"Wildan"
"Wildan"
Wildan was lost in his thoughts when he heard Susi's voice, and he immediately focused on her.
"Oh, yes, Susi," he replied.
Susi's pout was visible. "You've been lost in thought quite a few times since you saw That Girl."
Wildan nodded in agreement.
"Yeah It's seems so"
Susi brought their attention back to the present as the carriage continued down the road.
"We'll be arriving at the meeting point soon."
Wildan reoriented himself and said, "Of Course, Thanks For reminding Susi."
The meeting was to take place on the Border of the city with the representatives of the Western Wolfrein Kingdom. As the two kingdoms negotiated the complex regional dynamics, the upcoming meeting carried the potential for debates, diplomacy, and even partnerships. The journey carried with it the expectation of what lay ahead.
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With the remnants of a year-long fight, the Wolfrein frontier had become a battleground. The Western Kingdom grabbed the chance to impose their dominance by establishing anarchy in the area as a result of the Southern Empress's absence. With the town of Ebonridge as their current desired target, fierce fights had broken out as they sought to capture regions from the Southern Kingdom.
Lucas ThrorneThe Wolfrein frontier had been transformed into a battleground after a year-long conflict. With the Southern Empress absent, the Western Kingdom saw an opportunity to establish dominance by creating chaos in the region. They set their sights on the town of Ebonridge and fierce battles ensued as they tried to capture territory from the Southern Kingdom.
In the midst of this tumultuous setting, Lucas Throrne, the second prince of the Western Kingdom, held court in a room that served as an unconventional command center. His coal-black hair and noticeable scar made for an imposing appearance that contrasted sharply with the chaos of the battlefield., the second prince of the Western Kingdom, held court in a room that acted as an unusual command center within this tumultuous setting. A sharp contrast between his coal-black hair, which surrounded a face with a noticeable scar, and the rest of his face added to his imposing appearance.
Lucas was examining maps and strategy at a large table inside the space, while a general came in to provide an update on the recent events. The air in the room was heavy with suspense and stress as the general's report reverberated throughout the space.
"Sir, the new emperor of the Southern Kingdom has arrived," The general reported.
Lucas rose quickly and purposefully, a nasty grin on his lips and a piercing look in his eyes. The scar on his face grew darker and his unshakeable will was revealed.
"Let's go,"
He setting off on a mission that would shape Ebonridge's future and the ongoing power conflicts in the area. Lucas represented the aspirations of the Western Kingdom and strengthened the strategic significance of the space.
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"Tell me what do you want your highness emperor of the south kingdom."
He cast a disdainful gaze upon the representative from the Southern Kingdom, a man who had always appeared aloof and powerful. Lucas couldn't help but feel a hint of envy, knowing that this Southern representative had only one brother, which meant a smoother succession to the throne. In contrast, Lucas had seven brothers, and the competition for the throne had been a brutal affair.
Emperor Wildan, representing the Southern Kingdom, stood proudly alongside a striking woman named Susi, a member of the prestigious Duke Ironclow family. The atmosphere in the room grew even more charged as the negotiations continued.
Wildan, with an air of regal authority, listened attentively to Lucas Throrne's demands. He considered the implications of these negotiations carefully, fully aware of the significance of the ancestral vow that had been breached.
The beautiful lady Susi, by Wildan's side, added an air of elegance and grace to the proceedings, her presence a testament to the Southern Kingdom's nobility and strength. Her expression was composed, yet she radiated a quiet confidence that complemented Wildan's regal demeanor.
Susi beauty makes Lucas gulp his saliva, 'Damn she is too beautifull right', he curse his luck with women.
"I want a full retreat of your army from our territory and reparation of 100 Million Gold Coin from your kingdom for breaching the vow made by the wolf ancestors. We swore not to engage in war between our kingdoms without proper reason."
Wildan words held an aura of determination, and he expected his demands to be met, unwilling to compromise on the ancestral pact that had been violated.
"Do you think you can talk about terms with me, Wildan?"
Lucas Throrne's rude remark hung in the air, he Doesn't even mention wildan's Posititon as the Emperor, met with anticipation and readiness from Wildan, who knew him well, both being from the same generation. In the midst of this tense exchange, Lucas attempted to exert his dominance, challenging Wildan with his imposing presence.
"You don't have any choice, Lucas."
Lucas, however, remained defiant, emphasizing the territorial advantage he held. He Smirked, "Why wouldn't I have a choice? You're in my territories, and we've brought 10,000 wolves with beta power. Even as an alpha, you cannot defeat us. Don't think we don't dare to kill you, Wildan."
As he spoke, an enormous, indigo-blue aura radiated from Lucas, a clear indication of his status as an alpha wolf. The aura bore an imposing presence, an embodiment of his dominance and authority in the situation.
But, to Lucas's astonishment, neither Wildan nor Susi showed any sign of being affected by his aura. They remained seated in their chairs, calm and composed, unaffected by the oppressive energy. This unexpected turn of events left Lucas dumbfounded, as it became apparent that the balance of power in the room was not as one-sided as he had initially presumed.
"Hey Answer Me"
As Wildan serenely sipped his tea, Lucas Throrne's oppressive aura gradually subsided, and the room remained in a state of heightened tension. However, a sudden commotion outside the tent disrupted their exchange. A guard burst in, gasping for breath, and Lucas, infuriated by the interruption, demanded an immediate explanation.
"Commander, Commander!" the guard stammered, thrusting a report into Lucas's hands. Annoyed, Lucas reluctantly took the report and began to peruse its contents. His expression quickly morphed from irritation to one of disbelief and fury.
Wildan, in stark contrast, appeared completely unfazed by the commotion. With a calm and calculated demeanor, he continued to address Lucas, "Your first mistake is overestimating your army."
Lucas glanced up from the report, his face now twisted in a blend of shock and dread. The report contained images that told a damning tale – Lucas's formidable army of nearly 10,000 had been decimated. Images depicted scattered and defeated soldiers, some of whom were powerful betas and alphas. The magnitude of the loss was staggering, and Lucas couldn't comprehend how this had occurred.
In a quivering voice, Lucas managed to ask, "What have you done to my army?"
Wildan, choosing not to respond directly, allowed a sly smirk to grace his lips. He calmly rose from his seat and began to move slowly toward Lucas, who, by now, was overcome with anxiety and confusion. In measured tones, Wildan continued, "Your second mistake is believing you are on the same level as me."
A red aura abruptly burst forth from Wildan, filling the room with an oppressive and ominous energy. The weight of the atmosphere became almost unbearable as the gravitational pull intensified. Lucas's entire retinue, previously standing tall, now fell to their knees, unable to resist the suffocating force.
Lucas, his once-confident demeanor shattered, desperately attempted to regain his composure, but the overwhelming pressure proved insurmountable. As Wildan approached, his aura bore down upon Lucas, who was rendered helpless. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he felt the immense power of his adversary.
"If you wish to negotiate with me," Wildan intoned, his voice resonating with authority, "you'll need to bring your emperor."
Lucas Throrne, once a proud and powerful figure, now knelt humbled and defeated before Wildan. The room crackled with a palpable shift in power, and Lucas had no choice but to bow to Wildan's authority. The dramatic transformation of the situation had left Lucas at the complete mercy of the emperor of the Southern Kingdom.
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Author's Note:
I am on Light novel Project, So, my webnovel come out late in this past few day. and I keep lose my motivation on webnovel lately, because LN look more.. Promising with all the rights.
I Do 2 novel on LN.
I am working with my editor to do LN, so there will be more lively there.