Son of the Hero King

Far in the rocky mountains, civilizations had been developing for nearly a thousand years, steadily building up their power while spreading their influence over the world thanks to their relatively advanced technology.

This civilization, once slaves under the control of the Elves, was now recognized as one of the Seven Great Kingdoms. Relevant enough that they could share the power and control over the entirety of the Mortal Realm.

They were called Dwarves and their kingdom was named after the goddess of Greed.

Greed Dike.

Known as the land of innovation by many, and respected by others for its superior technological advancement.

Still, dwarves, for all their glorious advancement knew that they were still far from the very heights of technological advancement even in the Mortal Realm itself.

Above them, and it was quite literally at that, reigned the supreme angels. The first-generation Divine creatures created by the goddesses. While they may have lost most of their divine power, they were still above everything that could ever come out of the Mortal Realm.

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“Your Lordship, as you have ordered I have sent the impeachment motion to all the kingdoms. I believe by now, Lustburg should have already obtained the news as well.”

In a lavishly decorated room with the insignia of a hammer hitting an anvil decorating the wall, a relatively short but muscular man bowed respectfully while reporting the current situation to the short and slim woman, leisurely sitting on the sofa.

“I see and what did the king say?” The woman's voice was beautiful; a singsong voice that made one think she was singing rather than talking. The man's eyes lit up ever so slightly but he controlled his emotions and shook his head causing his short golden hair to flutter.

An expression of disdain flashed in his blue eyes at the mention of their king.

“The king is not the man he once was. He has been steadily losing his authority over the years and now he is only short of being considered nothing but a puppet of the council. Though he was against the motion, he did nothing outside of simply complaining and throwing his usual tantrum.”

It was clear that the man was intentionally berating the king, deflating his authority, but the woman did not react to his words.

“You are a new Blessed. It would be wise to not let the feeling of euphoria from being destiny’s chosen cloud your judgment.” The woman, who had similar features, slightly rebuked the young man. Her golden hair shimmered under the light as she looked down at the man before her.

“But of course, my lady. Do not worry. I have everything under control. Soon, I will ascend to the throne and everything will work out as they always did.” There was clear confidence in his voice. A confidence that no matter what he did, absolutely nothing could go wrong.

The woman, seeing his attitude, could not help but sigh inwardly and look down at the crown prince of Greed Dike. Only pity and utter disdain bubbled up inside her whenever she set her gaze on the young man. He had no idea of the current situation, she was sure.

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At the same time, she could not blame him. It was a problem omnipresent in the new Blessed. Once one had a taste of absolutely everything going right for them, they generally became unable to think properly.

As for her, she had been a Supreme Daughter for a few decades already. She already knew how to control her emotions and look at the broader picture. Fate was a fickle mistress and she would always let you down at the worst moment, crumbling everything you had built up throughout your life.

“Very well. I will believe you. What about the matter with Theresa? Is she still refusing to come back?” She had more interest in this matter. The king of Greed Dike was indeed limited in what he could do. But Theresa was different. She had known Theresa for years now. She even changed a few diapers for Theresa and her brother when they were kids.

This was why she knew perfectly well how much of a monster Theresa was. The Supreme Daughter got a front-row seat to watch how little Theresa destroyed her brother from the inside out after all. A traitor he may have been, but Theresa's callousness was deeply imprinted in her heart.

Her martial power might be close to insignificant, but she made it up with her ridiculous luck and her skills.

At the mention of Theresa, the prince showed an awkward expression. Clearly, even for all his pride and self-confidence, Theresa was a tough bone to break.

Greed Dike was not so dissimilar to Wratharis in that the king alone did not hold all the power. The only difference was that, in Wratharis, what mattered was the law of the strongest.

In Greed Dike, it was the law of the richest.

And Theresa had a crap load of money.

Just thinking about all that made the prince’s head hurt.

“I have solicited her on multiple occasions, but clearly, she smelled the trap and refuses to leave Lustburg. I even threatened to seize all her accounts and business but she laughed at my face through the intercom.”

The Supreme Daughter could only show a bitter smile at the knowledge. There was no way the prince would be able to seize the assets of Theresa for no reason. If he did that then all the members of the councils would go in a veritable frenzy.

After all, if THE Theresa could have her assets seized for made-up or no reasons, then what about them?

For all their stupid greed, Dwarves became extremely clear-headed and united when their direct interests were affected.

“She also said that if I were to use underhand tactics to affect her business, she would simply defect to Lustburg and share all the patents and technology she has under her control.” The prince felt like he was on the verge of tearing his hair from frustration.

If Theresa was physically in the Kingdom, even with all her influence, it would have been possible to control her. But since she was in Lustburg there was nothing much they could do.

“So, you have no solution?” She asked in a lighthearted tone, clearly not expecting much.

His eyes became cold, “I have prepared some of the Death Sworn. A few of them reached the duke rank and many are close to that level. They will be able to retrieve her and if not simply assassinate her. Those are the orders I have given.”

“Ohhh.” Her eyes twinkled at his response, both surprised and intrigued. Assassination was commonplace in Greed Dike. But the Death Sworn of the royal family was on a whole other level. “I believe you made sure they leave no trace in case of failure, correct? We cannot give Lustburg any ammunition against us at the moment.”

“Of course. Since Lustburg is quite heterogeneous, a group composed of Dwarves is not enough to blame us. Furthermore, each of them has a death switch in case they are captured. But this does not matter. They are the best. Lustburg has no way of even catching them.”

The prince showed a smug smile. He believed in the skill of his squad. They had never failed him.

Lustburg was nothing but a backwater Kingdom that still followed outdated practices and was filled with barbarous individuals who could only swing their swords.

In the first place, weren’t they only able to win the war thanks to the armor created by Theresa?

Their prince might be strong, but that was all there was to those barbarians.

“I believe that soon, we will get very good news.” He chuckled to himself.

As for the Supreme Daughter, the more confidence he showed, the more she felt like things were about to take a turn for the worse. As a Blessed, she knew to never dismiss such feelings.

I guess I need to start preparing a retreat route.

A crafty rabbit should always have three burrows after all.

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