Chapter 198: What if I marry her? Part3
Chapter 198: What if I marry her? Part3
The pair of crimson orbs darkened and a seething dangerous aura started seeping out of Xander.
To make matters worse, the elf didn’t respond anything to the obvious taunt and silently gazed back with a menacing glare.
Darius immediately stiffened up and shut his mouth.
They both were at the Demi-God realm, but deep down he knew that Xander was an entirely different kind of monster.
That man might even swallow them all alive and cross over to the next realm in the blink of an eye.
Even though he tried to constantly undermine him at every single step, he had always felt inferior to the man’s capabilities and feared him very much.
“Stop it, Xander.” Darkcassier reprimanded him. “We are all here to calmly discuss things over.”
“No need to take things too far.”
“Am I really the one taking things too far?” Xander asked, his voice cold and indifferent.
“Ok. Let’s not lose our focus.” Darkcassier cleared his throat.
“We could sit here and talk all day, but the end result is not going to change.”
“Fortunately or unfortunately your consort has somehow gotten herself involved in these sticky situations.”
“If you think about it, no one else can really be blamed for her misfortune.”
“Sacrificing her and draining her mind will appease everyone. Even you can’t refute that.”
“So there is nothing left to discuss here.” Darkcassier declared as if there was no other option left.
The other elders also started murmuring and looked like they were about to adjourn the meeting.
But suddenly freezing everyone in their tracks a cold and amused voice sounded, cutting through the noise in the throne room.
“What if I marry her?” Xander rapped his fingers on the exquisitely carved golden armrest.
Everyone gasped in shock. Their eyes were filled with disbelief and anger.
A spirit beast as the wedded queen consort?
Such a statement was akin to blasphemy!
“Stop spouting nonsense.” Darius loudly snorted.
“You will become a laughing stock in the entire nine nations for diluting our pure bloodline.”
“You are free to have as many bastards as you want with that pet of yours, but don’t even dare to talk about this again!”
The other high-council elders also had an ugly expression on their faces, except for a couple of elves who were in truth favor of breaking down this unnecessary hierarchy.
“Heh. Elder Darius, are you sure you are not going senile? You seem to be contradicting yourself every now and then?”
“First, you tell me that my consort has obtained a powerful ancient inheritance, powerful enough to make the entire nine nations fight for it and create so much commotion over it.”
“But now you don’t want that said powerful person to become a pillar of Eldoria? You don’t want her to defend our Empire with full faith and loyalty?”
“If the esteemed elder considers spirit beasts to be so dirty and impure, maybe I should just send her back to the serpentine clan?”
“She can then do whatever she wants with her inheritance.” Xander shrugged his shoulders.
“NO! Under no circumstance, she can ever leave this place alive.” Darkcassier intervened.
“Well, then I don’t see what we can possibly do.”
“Unless you plan to kill and assassinate every potential powerful expert surfacing in Eldoria?”
“Do you really think that such a thing is beneficial for the current Empire?”
“Or are you secretly plotting to commit treason against his majesty?”
“You seem to be unusually clung to that one outcome.”
“Extraction of information from the mind is not always successful.”
“Chances are that we will lose this inheritance altogether.”
“Perhaps someone bribed you to kill my consort? To prevent a potentially strong ally and an expert from surfacing in Eldoria?”
“Hmmm…?”
“Why don’t you explain yourself?” Xander smirked. He knew that he already had the man in his grasp now.
Darkcassier as well understood this and grimaced in embarrassment from losing to the young prince.
Xander typically did not argue so much over any decision.
So the elder couldn’t understand why he was fighting over this so much?
It’s just one fucking beast? Couldn’t he simply give him some face?
There was no way he could suggest the earlier plan now.
It would only make him look like a fool.
But the elder had not given up just yet…
“Ok. Let’s say for argument’s sake that we accept your decision.”
“Marrying this beast might appease the nine nations, but what about the dwarves?”
“They are on the verge of declaring war. How are you going to settle them?”
“Or maybe in your infatuation with the beasts, you have forgotten about the dwarves altogether?”
“If every single dwarf wields a spirit weapon, and come at us, then Eldoria will be in shambles.”
“How are you planning to deal with this?” Darkcassier sneered in contempt.
Come back and talk to me in a hundred years boy! He chuckled.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to push all the blame on this single scapegoat and end all the conflicts?” The elder added smugly.
Contrary to what Darkcassier expected, Xander’s smirk only widened.
The old vulture had finally brought up the point which Xander was waiting for.
“Heh. The elders need not worry about that. I will settle the dwarves within the next lunar cycle.” He chuckled.
“In fact, I am not even going to intervene.”
“My consort will settle this matter all by herself, thereby proving her worth as my queen.”
“She will go the dwarven empire and learn their secret technique.”
“Once the weapons in elven lands also gain spirits, then the dwarves will no longer possess their trump card and will lose their edge.”
“They will have no other choice but to submit to us willingly.”
“In the longer run, this method will be more effective to secure the peace treaty between our Empires.”
Xander explained what he had in mind.
He knew exactly what was going to happen today and had already planned for everything before he even stepped foot in here.
“We still want the dwarves to submit to us, correct?”
“Or should we rather continue to allow them to have their upper hand?” Xander cemented the discussion shut, with his final blow.