Chapter 59: The news from the various tribes still doesn't seem chaotic enough! ...
East had a strange feeling. Looking down at Vestan, who was kneeling in front of him, he raised one hand and seemed to touch something invisible. In that instant, countless images exploded in his mind.
Easter pressed his temples. “Get up first. Let the little fire people take you down to settle in. You can also think about what you need to tell me.”
Vestan followed Butterfly and Sparkling out, leaving three little firemen in the room.
East sat down on the sofa, his hands constantly rubbing his temples, making it clear that he was uncomfortable.
"King, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with that dwarf?" asked Suibianla.
East closed his eyes and recalled the countless images that had just exploded in his mind. Only a few images remained, still blurry and unclear. But even in their blurriness, he could still make out an extremely terrifying scene: mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the earth cracked open, desolate and lifeless.
East wasn't sure what he was seeing, but he had a very bad feeling.
This was triggered by Vestan's oath to him, and what does that foreshadow?
From the moment East arrived in this world, he was shrouded in a cloud of doubt. As time passed, the doubts not only did not diminish, but accumulated more and more, thicker and thicker. The road ahead was bleak, and he could not find the right path. Every step he took could lead to a misstep and a fatal fall.
When Easter opened his eyes, he was met with the faces of three little firemen. He was startled and shrank back a little. "Why are you so close?"
"Your Majesty, you look unwell. Let me take a look." He might not be able to detect illnesses caused by magic, but if it was just a minor ailment, he could still find a way to treat it.
East didn't refuse, letting Suibian La take his pulse. Her soft little hand rested on his wrist. East looked at her with a curious gaze. The problem was much more complicated, but the pressure on him actually lessened. He had survived to this day despite the difficult start when he first transmigrated to this world. There was no need to seek death again.
Suibian let Easter switch to his other hand, and several more minutes passed. Suibian looked at Easter with confusion.
Easter felt uncomfortable being stared at. "Is there something wrong with my body?"
"Very healthy, healthier than most people." This casual tone contradicts the content of his statement.
"Then why are you speaking like that?" Matsushita Yuki asked, her tone full of confusion and hesitation.
"Have you all forgotten the journey the King took with us?" Just kidding. The King's injuries were quite severe back then. He even had a fever because of the severity of his injuries. And judging from the pulse he took, Ister's physical condition was much better than that of an average person.
Facing three pairs of beady eyes, East felt immense pressure. Weren't they taking it too seriously? This world was theoretically still a game world, right? Why were these three treating him like a real person?
"Host, the three players who went to help the mermaid have arrived in the Kingdom of Ramon," the system said in Ister's mind.
“I’m fine,” East said, his immediate priority being to deal with the three little firemen in front of him. “I have potions that can help dwarves heal their injuries, and of course I have potions that I can use on myself.”
The three little fire men were skeptical; they suspected the king was dishonest.
"I have something to do, so I'll go take care of it first." After saying this, Easter hurriedly made his escape. It didn't seem like there was anything wrong with the players being a little slow.
Once Easter was in the study, he began communicating with the system, asking, "Are you sure?"
"Confirmed," the system said. "The locations of the three players have been pinpointed; they are indeed within the territory of the Kingdom of Ramon."
"Getting involved with dark magicians and offending the mermaids, what is the Ramon Kingdom thinking?" Ister wondered.
"Perhaps they've been kept in the dark by the black magician?" the system speculated. "A black magician can usually hide very well without using magic."
"They've already caught mermaids, they're just one step away from making a big announcement. Do you think everyone in the Ramon Kingdom is an idiot?" This time, Ister seized on a fleeting thought. "Do you think the dark mages in the Ramon Kingdom are related to the dark mages who cast the curse on Weston?"
"You could ask him," the system said. "It's not impossible. The dark mages are being hunted down like rats in a sewer; under these circumstances, the dark mage group is still quite united."
Easter raised his hand as if to grab something, but only after making this movement did Easter suddenly realize what he was trying to do.
This action...
East narrowed his eyes. He had just met such a person not long ago, a rambling bard. Could it be that he had suddenly developed the potential to become a charlatan?
This was, of course, just a joke. After all, even East wasn't sure. These were abilities he didn't know how he acquired them, and it would probably take a lot of effort to actually use them.
[Host, for a moment, the aura emanating from you was strange.] the system said.
East, "What's strange about it?"
[Hard to say, I can't describe it,] the system, in its human form, sat crouching on the desk, its sapphire blue eyes looking at East. [Host, do you remember what happened after you fell into the sea? The aura emanating from that time is similar, yet different,] the system rabbit scratched the table. [Though not entirely accurate, it's roughly like this: a similar origin, but a branch.]
“Let’s not think about these troublesome problems that we can’t answer right now,” Easter hugged the System Rabbit to his arms. “Let’s go talk to Westin.” Easter had a feeling that as long as he proceeded step by step, he would get the answer sooner or later.
The accommodations arranged for Vestan were quite good; after all, Vestan was a craftsman, and he deserved to be given the benefits he was entitled to.
Vestan welcomed Easter, who had knocked on the door, into the reception room. "Your Majesty, is there anything I can do to help you with your worries?"
Easter rubbed the System Rabbit's ears, "Are you getting used to it? If you need anything, you can tell the little fire people."
Although players don't understand the language of this world, the system will issue suitable tasks to them under its monitoring. Therefore, players can help others without understanding the language of this world.
“I feel very well,” Vestan said, “even better than when I was in the Dwarven lands, thanks to His Majesty the King.”
After thinking for a moment, Easter got straight to the point and stated the purpose of his trip.
“Your Majesty, this is something I should be reporting to you,” Vestan said. “Your guess is correct. I was captured by a dwarven black mage and brought to the Kingdom of Ramon. However, I didn’t reach their headquarters. I escaped when the black mage was off guard, but he still found me. During his pursuit, we entered the Misty Forest together. I survived, but he was seriously injured. I suspect they captured me and brought me to the Kingdom of Ramon so that I would forge weapons for them.” Vestan’s last sentence was not entirely certain.
East didn't quite agree with Vestan's words. Vestan's guess was quite possible, but considering that the merfolk and the little fire people had been captured, what those dark mages wanted to do was probably not so simple.
“Okay, I understand,” Easter said without revealing his guess. “You can rest for a few more days and start working again when you feel well.”
“No need, I feel fine, I can start work tomorrow.” Weston looked at Easter with bright eyes. It wasn’t that he wanted to impress Easter, though that was part of it, but more so because he hadn’t held the sledgehammer since he was captured and missed it.
East thought to himself, "Wow, so much energy! He's so happy about his work, even though it's just for himself. That kind of energy is commendable."
“Do what you can,” Ister said, not wanting to be an unscrupulous boss. “You can start forging after the workshop is built. You can teach my summoned creatures the basics of forging first.”
When Westin offered to teach players forging, Eastin had already considered how the two sides could communicate. Just like during meetings, the system would allow players to temporarily understand the language of this world, while they wouldn't hear what they shouldn't hear. The same would be true for the language spoken by the players; what Westin should understand would be translated, and what Westin shouldn't hear, he wouldn't hear.
“No problem, no problem,” Vestein hesitated, “but without practice, no matter how much we talk, it won’t be very effective.”
Easter said, "It's alright. The workshop will be ready in a week at most. You can take this time to rest and recover."
The workshop only started construction today, and it was located not far from the "Little Abyss". It is called a workshop, so of course it cannot be just a small forging room. It will become a place where weapons can be produced in an assembly line.
East has his own plans. He wants to develop, but how can he rely on his own little plot of land? Besides, his voice is too weak right now. If he doesn't do something to consolidate his power, he's afraid that everything he does will just benefit others.
"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty," Vestan said gratefully. He had done nothing wrong, and he was fortunate to have such a benevolent monarch by his side.
Easter spoke with Vestan and gained a better understanding of the situation on the mainland.
Monsters are rampaging, and various temples have sent their religious personnel to deal with them, mainly to spread their faith. Many weak lords have died in the monster calamity, and the people of the continent are now in a state of panic. This is the news from the human side, which is rather one-sided and simple.
Other races,
Chaos has broken out in the Orc Kingdom. The Orc Kingdom is jointly ruled by several powerful beast tribes. When resisting foreign invaders, the major beast tribes will unite. However, when there are no external enemies, there are many internal disputes. Now that things are in chaos, everyone wants to take the opportunity to gain greater benefits. The Orc Kingdom is showing signs of splitting up.
In contrast, the demon race, whose leader of the nine demon lords recently returned, is more united than ever before and is now casting covetous glances at other races besides itself.
Vestan doesn't know much about mysterious races like elves, merfolk, and dragons, but based on his experience, these races are probably the best off because fewer people mean fewer conflicts and they are more likely to face danger together.
Easter left Vestan's room with the System Rabbit in his arms, pondering the future development path in his mind. It still doesn't seem chaotic enough!
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