Titan King: Ascension of the Giant - Chapter 679

Chapter 679: I have confidence in you
Nico muttered to himself. Ever since taking control of the Colosseum, they had deployed their spies.

In Stoneheart City, logically speaking, they should absolutely be the first to obtain intelligence.

“Stop guessing. News has arrived.”

Kadir extended his hand, and a small bird resembling a pigeon landed on it—one of the mediums they used for transmitting intelligence.

“It’s the Abyssal Dragon!”

“The Giant King’s mount has advanced to Legendary level!”

Kadir handed the intelligence to Nico, who read it carefully three times before letting out a long sigh.

“Kadir, I’m afraid we’ve truly found an incredibly powerful backer.”

“Yes, you’re right. The Stoneheart Horde is growing stronger and stronger.”

“Then isn’t our future incredibly bright?”

“Barring any accidents, the two of us will likely become targets for the nobles of the Human Kingdom to lobby and bribe.” Kadir looked up, towards the direction of the southern Human Kingdom, and said calmly.

“The situation here is becoming increasingly stable. Such an environment will create countless riches.”

“Nico, prepare to get rich!”

Unlike Orion, people like Kadir and Nico saw an increasingly stable living environment.

This place brought them hope.

North, Blackstone City.

Compared to the south, it was somewhat more desolate here, mainly due to the lack of a large transient population, making it seem less prosperous.

Most of the inhabitants here were Giants of the Stoneheart tribe. Everyone knew each other, living in close quarters, and new things rarely happened.

Orion held Pallas, with Rendall to his left and Lilith to his right. The three of them stood on the city wall, gazing into the distance.

It was currently sunrise in the east, and the land was vibrant with life.

“The little fellow has grown strong, but he’s a bit naughty.”

Orion placed the struggling Pallas on his shoulders. The little one hugged Orion’s head and finally calmed down a bit.

Pallas gazed at Blackstone City; it was a sight he rarely saw.

“Take him to the south, let him get familiar with the younglings of the horde in the south!”

“We can’t just keep him in the north all the time, letting the people not even recognize their own prince, can we?”

Orion smiled, turning his head to look at Lilith.

Lilith smiled and nodded, holding Orion’s arm and looking in the direction Pallas was gazing, curious about what had caught his attention.

“I’ve mostly recovered on my end as well. It’s a good time to go south and lend a hand.”

And just like that, the matter of Lilith transferring to the south was settled.

“Take the little fellow for a stroll in the streets, let him meet the people of the horde.”

Lilith took Pallas, and after a gentle smile, she walked down the city wall, led by a troop of succubus maidservants.

“Arch Elder, how is the situation in Lysinthia City?”

Orion turned to look at Rendall. The old Giant’s hair and beard had all turned white in just six short months, his body’s bloodline talent seemingly hollowed out.

Despite this, Rendall still hadn’t broken through to Alpha peak.

“Those sea race creatures harass them frequently. I’ve already sent Slagor for support.”

“Barring any unusual circumstances, Lysinthia City should be fine.”

Orion nodded; this was within his expectations.

Lysinthia City not only had arrow towers but was also heavily garrisoned; it certainly wouldn’t be breached in a short while.

Furthermore, Orion had also placed a sliver of his will projection on Lysinthia; if anything truly happened, he would know immediately.

“Send that Tidefang Clan mermaid to Lysinthia City. See if it attracts the attention of the merfolk among those sea race creatures.”

“When I return from the Emerald Dream Realm, I will personally handle the matters of Lysinthia City.”

Rendall nodded. He looked at Orion, wanting to say something but not knowing how to begin.

“Orion, I…”

Orion gazed at Rendall, a smile on his face, respect in his eyes.

“Orion, I’m old!”

“Let Ursa take over the position of Elder of Discipline. She has gained enough experience.”

“I wouldn’t feel at ease with anyone else in the role of Elder of Discipline.”

After saying these few words, Rendall’s vitality and spirit seemed to have been completely drained.

The Arch Elder, as a whole, gave off the illusion of being in his declining years, like a flickering candle in the wind.

Orion sighed. Had Rendall, after persisting for so long, finally compromised?

“Arch Elder, how many years have you lived?”

“Not even two hundred, right?”

Orion’s tone was somewhat flat; beneath the flatness lay an uncontainable sorrow.

“Arch Elder, do you know?”

“The Dragon Emperor of the Dragon race has lived for a full ten thousand years, and even now, he still covets the continent, full of ambition for his own future.”

“Although the lifespan of Giants cannot compare to that of Dragons, I know you can definitely do it.”

Orion’s emotions finally fluctuated, becoming excited, and also confident.

“You can definitely advance to Alpha peak, and even to Legendary level.”

“Arch Elder, I have confidence in you.”

“And please, have confidence in me too!”

Orion reached out and grasped Rendall’s slightly trembling arms.

“Arch Elder, the Blackrock tribe cannot be without you. Our next generation hasn’t fully matured yet.”

“The Stoneheart Horde cannot be without you either. Without a kinsman monitoring the entire horde, would you feel at ease?”

This was the truth, a responsibility, and also a form of pressure.

All these were things Orion was imposing on Rendall, the driving force for Rendall to keep moving forward.

Among the elders of the Stoneheart Horde, Thundar and Delilah were the ones truly in charge of affairs.

Elder of Discipline Rendall and Elder of Prophecy Onyx, in most cases, played a supervisory and guiding role.

The two of them, on a certain level, were Orion’s means of deterring and monitoring Thundar and Delilah, a Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.

The existence of Rendall and Onyx was to tell others: you are not unique; you are replaceable.

“Arch Elder, you feel your body’s potential is exhausted, that this is as far as you can go.”

“However, I do not see it that way.”

Rendall looked intently at Orion. Orion was a being far more powerful than him.

He might not believe others’ words, but he trusted what Orion said.

Unconsciously, Rendall’s gaze became focused, became spirited.

“Arch Elder, talent is not unchangeable.”

At this moment, Rendall’s face showed surprise, a slight astonishment.

“Dirtclaw!”

Orion merely uttered a name, and Rendall fell into deep thought.

Dirtclaw, with his ordinary gnoll talent, should never have been able to reach his current stage.

But, Dirtclaw had done it.

Therefore, some things were not unchangeable.

The reason there was no change was simply because one hadn’t yet done their best.