Chapter 50 [Paso Extra]
"King, this is the latest secret report from the three eastern tribes. This is the movement of the Holy See conveyed by the scattered orcs of Katifan..." The guard carefully held a thick stack of brown paper in his arms.
Paso nodded and said calmly, "Put it here first."
The guard arranged the brown paper neatly, and then whispered, "King, Prince Thor has recovered from his injuries. He has been going to the Elders' Council quite frequently recently, and has also gone to the back mountain several times to look for the high priest..."
Paso paused and frowned slightly.
"Although the high priest has never seen him once..."
"Heh." Paso snorted and said sarcastically, "I still don't understand why my brother always thinks that good things will come out of his insistence."
What a naive young person's thoughts.
Instead, it makes him look despicable and cunning.
The guard took a half step back and said respectfully, "Not all orcs are as rational and decisive as the king..."
Paso raised his eyebrows and looked up at the fawning guard.
"You've been with me for almost thirty years, right?"
"Yes, my king, twenty-nine years, four months and one day."
"Then I thought you at least understood what kind of person I am." Paso smiled at him, but that smile looked so cold and heartless.
He suddenly realized the mistake he had made after receiving such an almost naked reminder.
The guard immediately took a few steps back and knelt on the ground, with several beads of sweat the size of beans flowing from his forehead.
Paso sighed, and as his mind turned, he threw away his violent thoughts.
"If you have nothing else to do, get out of here. Your salary for this month will be deducted."
The guard lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, but there is one more thing I need to report to Your Majesty. Someone from the Council of Elders has come to ask if you have any further instructions for improvements to the coronation ceremony in three days..."
After a simple site visit yesterday, Paso had a general idea of the on-site conditions for the coronation ceremony.
Paso doesn't care whether the flowers floating on the scene are roses or lilies, nor does he care about the proportion of red and blue tones.
He just had a slight obsession with going through a ritual that followed a certain procedure, but he didn't care about the specific content of the ritual.
After all, the people he wanted to show were gone.
"No need, let's just follow yesterday's plan."
The guard nodded, bowed respectfully and was about to walk out.
"Wait——" Paso stopped him.
The guard immediately turned back in panic.
"...Is there any news about him?" Paso asked softly.
He did not specify the identity or name of the "he" in his words, but the guards immediately understood who Paso was talking about.
It was the future queen, Lady Tran, who had suddenly disappeared.
"Your Majesty, there is still no news about Lord Tran..." the guard said tremblingly.
Because of Lord Tran's disappearance, the king has been depressed for several days.
When will Lord Tran come back?
The guards thought that if the king continued to be so moody, they, the guards, would not be able to bear it any longer.
"...You go down first."
The guards tiptoed out of the hall.
Paso leaned back in his chair and pressed his swollen temples.
Tran.
Tran...
Where are you?
The Echo Stone was ineffective in his bedroom, as if Tran had been separated from this space.
He couldn't find Tran, nor could he recall the last image of him before he disappeared.
Paso could only use the most stupid method, searching one place at a time.
He searched every corner of the Orc Forest, but could not find Tran.
During that period, the guards guarding the city gates did not see any fox orcs at all, and the barrier in the orc forest was not damaged.
All of this shows that Tran is clearly still in the Orc Forest.
He just couldn't find him.
...Can a living orc disappear out of thin air?
Paso didn't believe it.
Even though he couldn't go to look for him personally due to busy political affairs, he still sent his most trusted guards to keep looking for Tran's whereabouts.
If he is alive, I want to see him in person; if he is dead, I want to see his body.
Paso will never accept the result of "no result".
He shouldn't have left Tran alone in the palace that day, Paso thought.
He should take Tran wherever he goes.
Paso gently twisted the red rope that was wrapped around his hand a few times, and couldn't tell whether he felt more resentment or sadness in his heart.
If he found Tran before the coronation, he would pretend that nothing had happened, Paso thought.
But if you don't find it -
Paso licked his sharp fangs.
Then they will fall into the abyss of hell together.
…
Coronation Day.
Paso was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and everywhere he looked were the orcs cheering enthusiastically.
The high priest with long golden brown hair stood in front of him, holding the crown symbolizing the Beast King in his hand.
The high priest's long golden brown hair shone slightly golden under the sunlight.
Paso thought of Tran at an inappropriate time.
Tran's hair is also a golden brown with a hint of gold.
"...You will take over your father's throne and become the future leader of the beast tribe, the most honorable king. You must serve the beast god with all your heart, love my beast tribe people, and never let them suffer from hunger, murder, or exile..."
“Paso Aparri, can you do this?”
Paso raised his hands above his head.
"I can."
His voice was firm and loud, and the magic attached to it made his answer spread throughout the Orc Forest.
"God of Beasts, I will serve him with all my heart, love the people of the Beast Tribe more than myself, and will not let them suffer from hunger, murder, or exile..."
The coronation of the orcs does not involve someone else placing a crown on the new king.
Instead, the new king took the crown from the high priest and crowned himself.
After finishing the oath, Paso held up the crown and slowly put it on himself.
The crown was heavy, pressing down on his head, and it completely crushed the last bit of hope in his heart.
There was a loud and prolonged cheer from the crowd.
"Your Majesty—"
"Lord Paso!!!"
“Waaaaaah… King…”
Everyone was celebrating the birth and coronation of the new king.
The lively atmosphere of the ceremony reached its peak at this moment. Flowers, music, and joyful crowds all made up this lively and grand coronation ceremony.
Paso took the scepter handed over by the high priest and turned to look at the orcs under the platform.
These orcs, regardless of gender, age or status, were all shouting his name.
——"Paso Aparri"
From then on, he was no longer Prince Paso.
But it was the Beast King Aparri.
The crowd was bustling and all the orcs were happy.
Paso suddenly remembered the night seven days ago.
He turned into a little wolf and nestled in Tran's arms.
That night was quiet and peaceful, and it seemed to be the most restful sleep he had had since his mother passed away.
Slow breathing, warm embrace, and gentle touch on the back...
But Paso lost his sleep again.
A short day is just a blink of an eye in his long life.
Thinking about it now, it all seemed like a big dream to him.
His dream was shattered and he woke up alone.
Tran, Paso repeated his name in his heart.
It seemed that this could calm his restless heart.
Tran.
Tran.
Paso closed his eyes and kissed the cold scepter in his hand.
The cheers seemed to come from another world.
And he——
And for him, the burning name on the tip of his tongue had completely dragged him into the abyss.
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