Titan King: Ascension of the Giant - Chapter 589

Chapter 589: Good days are coming
South, Whitecliff City.

This was the territory of the dragons. At this moment, seawater surged backwards, washing away the mottled bloodstains on the city walls.

Clearly, a battle had occurred here not long ago.

Attacks from the Sea Race had pinned down the dragons in the far south, consuming most of their energy and significantly diminishing the dragons’ influence over the continent.

This was a situation the Human Kingdom, dwarves, and blood elves were happy to see, and one that Orion also welcomed.

Inside a palace in Whitecliff, the Glacial Dragon Jorik communicated with the will projection of the white dragon Frostsire, reporting the recent situation.

“Ancestor, the lizardfolk Ssorin died in battle. He was jointly killed by ogres, giants, and humans.”

There was a reason why Ssorin’s territory bordered those of the ogres and humans.

During the North-South War, the lizardfolk were one of the main combat forces in the central region and were a race that had submitted to the white dragon Frostsire early on.

The lizardfolk race was a chess piece planted by Frostsire outside the human territory.

And now, this chess piece had been removed!

Orion’s idea of pulling the humans onto his war chariot had actually played right into the humans’ hands; they had long sought an opportunity to kick the lizardfolk out of the game.

The appearance of Orion and Aldous directly gave the humans their chance.

Furthermore, this war was not led by humans, but by the ogres.

Even if complications arose, the Ogre race would ultimately take the blame, having nothing to do with the humans.

“Why did they kill Ssorin?”

“According to intelligence, it was Ssorin who invaded the ogre territory, affecting the trade route of humans, ogres, and giants, thus provoking the punitive expedition.”

“Foolish!”

After cursing Ssorin as foolish, the white dragon Frostsire spoke no more.

Ssorin had been placed north of the human territory by him, with the aim of one day launching a pincer attack against the humans.

Knowing this earlier, it would have been better to bring Ssorin to Whitecliff, which would have further enhanced the dragons’ overall strength.

“Find a way to gather those scattered lizardfolk onto our territory.”

“As for the humans, ogres, and giants, ignore them for now. There will be plenty of opportunities to deal with them later.”

“What is the situation with the Sea Race?”

Losing a chess piece, though somewhat regrettable, wasn’t enough to truly anger the white dragon Frostsire, nor did it affect the larger picture.

Currently, the Sea Race was the stumbling block to the dragons’ resurgence. Only after resolving the Sea Race issue would the dragons have the confidence to confront the races on land.

“Ancestor, the Sea Race has been continuously invading our territory recently.”

“It’s clear their invasion intensity is gradually weakening.”

“As long as we defend the major cities tightly, nothing will go wrong.”

Having experienced more battles, Jorik grew increasingly confident.

“Stabilize the situation. I have already connected with a Dragon Isle from another realm. They will soon dispatch allied forces to Whitecliff.”

“Once the Sea Race matter is resolved, in my name, demand that the humans, ogres, and giants give the dragons an explanation.”

“Tell them the lizardfolk race is our vassal race, and the actions of the humans, ogres, and giants have offended us.”

Jorik was overjoyed upon hearing this; the arrival of reinforcements would greatly alleviate his pressure.

As for making demands and seeking benefits from other races, there would naturally be a plan once the reinforcements arrived.

…

Half a month later, the various armies of the Stoneheart Horde that had set out on the expedition returned to Stoneheart City under Orion’s leadership.

The countless goods and slaves left the foreign merchants and mercenaries who came to Stoneheart City for trade wide-eyed.

Stoneheart City, Fatty’s General Store.

“Haha… Kadir, good news! They won another battle!”

Fatty Nico turned his corpulent backside, walked into his general store, and relayed the latest news he had received to his friend and shopkeeper, Kadir.

“Kadir, you should have seen it! Strings upon strings of slaves, cart after cart of various goods, and the lizardfolk locked in iron cages…”

“The whole city is buzzing! Those merchants and mercenaries have gone crazy too!”

“Do you know what I saw? Blackstone coins, endless Blackstone coins!”

Kadir ignored the eloquent, spittle-flying Nico, instead craning his neck to gaze at the procession entering the city.

“There are many goods. The Stoneheart Horde will certainly release some to promote prosperity here.”

“Nico, if you want to stock up, you can go give gifts to the city administration now.”

This was a reminder, and also showed foresight.

Nico nodded; he had the same thought. Kadir saying it out loud made him more determined.

“The stronger the Stoneheart Horde becomes, the more it proves our choice was right.”

“Kadir, we’re going to be rich! Good days are coming!”

Nico was very excited and headed towards the general store’s warehouse. He prepared to take some good items to bribe Delilah.

…

Castle. Orion sat upon the throne, having dismissed the accompanying Earthshaker, Gronthar, Dirtclaw, Drakthul, and others.

Having experienced the Valkorath Realm, the spoils from Ssorin’s and Lokiviria’s territories simply couldn’t capture their interest.

Orion couldn’t be bothered with management and dumped the task of sorting and distributing the spoils entirely onto Delilah.

After everyone had left, Delilah approached the throne and sat on Orion’s lap.

“Brom and James have already departed. Based on their speed, they should have reached the outskirts of the Human Kingdom by now.”

“I specifically dispatched a Sentinel Corps unit to deploy near Rose Manor. They will secretly protect Kronos.”

Delilah’s voice was very gentle, without a hint of aggression, nor revealing any attempt at probing.

Orion reached out and pulled Delilah into his embrace.

“Kronos’s appearance was unexpected for me too.”

“Providing him with basic security is what I can do for him.”

“As for how he chooses in the future, that’s up to him.”

“If he holds prejudice against me and the Stoneheart Horde, then so be it.”

“The Stoneheart Horde doesn’t lack for one prince!”

Orion’s voice was calm, rational, and even a bit cold.

When he first sensed Kronos’s aura, Orion was indeed somewhat excited and surprised.

His first thought had indeed been to bring Kronos to the Stoneheart Horde.

But what then?

The members of the Stoneheart Horde wouldn’t do anything to Kronos overtly, but what about privately?

Gossip and rumors were the easiest way to hurt someone!

Furthermore, separating Kronos from his mother would cause another kind of harm.

The relationship between the Human Kingdom and the Stoneheart Horde would also deteriorate as a result.

Leaving Kronos in the Human Kingdom might cause Kronos to develop prejudice against the Stoneheart Horde, but for Kronos’s childhood, it was a good choice.

The reason Orion sent Brom and James out was partly because their strength was sufficient, and partly because they understood Orion, understood his upbringing.

According to Orion’s intentions, Brom and James would also become Kronos’s first mentors.

Under the influence of Brom and James, Kronos would come to understand what kind of giant his father was, and what kind of faction the Stoneheart Horde was.