King of succubus

423  Isolet's whims.

After Alvine's departure, Shadow and his clone began their missions without losing one more second.

Meanwhile, Zakiel and Tifania were just returning from their missions.

They rushed to attend the meeting after receiving Alvine's order through one of Zakiel's clones.

-Knock, knock.

Zakiel knocks twice on the giant doors of the throne room before opening them.

He then enters the room, followed by Tifania, who frowns when she saw the room being abnormally crowded with people.

Alvine hadn't only summoned the leaders of the other races but also his generals and their captains.

He was sitting on his throne while the others were sitting in front of him; five centimeters away.

His shadow soldiers were curious about the reason for their convocations, but the most curious for them was to see the two Fy standing on each side of Alvine.

The background gave a strange contrast as if it were an illusion.

There was also Isolet among the small committee, but Zakiel and the others already knew her.

"Well, now that we are complete; let's start this council." He speaks in an authoritarian tone as his scarlet-red pupils check every guy in the crowd in turn.

"But, before, Let's start with your introducing first." He continues after completing his inspection.

His gaze lands on the milf elf who was at the beginning of the row.

The latter immediately gets up from her chair. "Your majesty, my name’s Elsa Aurore, the current leader of the Northern Mountain Elves."

The man on her right side also stands up. "My name is Gaelle Aurore, your majesty, sovereign of all the other ice elves on this planet."

The presentations then continued.

The draconian woman had two long thin red horns and the same hair color, also called the dragon of cataclysm, Nero.

Then came the turn of two others; the shadow dragons had the name of Tenebris; and the dragon of Chaos had Abelal as his name.

And finally, the mermaid woman with wavy hair and also the only sovereign of the endless sea; Amélia Mauris.

After their introduction, Alvine looked at them with dark eyes. "Is that how your predecessors taught you to address me?" He speaks in a sober voice while looking at the five sovereigns.

Apart from the mermaid woman who knelt before him, the others had only bowed to show their respect.

"Unless you don't really see me as your...-

Before he finishes his sentence, the five leaders belonging to both races get down on their knees before him.

"We are confused; please forgive us for our unsightly actions." The dragon of chaos who had two horns similar to his two colleagues spoke on behalf of all.

"It was by no means a reproach; Abelal, I asked you a question. So try to answer it simply." Alvine mutters coldly.

Although he didn't have his aura around him, the pressure emanating from him was always heavy for others.

Abelal nervously gulped up his saliva.

"What's wrong, Abelal? I just want to hear an honest answer; you don't need to be nervous like that." Alvine frowns.

But Black Fy was the most frustrated by Abelal's silence. "Abelal! Your silence is a serious offense against your lord!" For the first time, her intense rage blackened her face.

"Fy, stay out of it," Alvine mutters in a brittle voice.

Fy immediately shut herself up and her murderous aura that made the entire throne room tremble suddenly vanished as if it were an illusion. "All my apologies, my lord." She said in a fly's voice.

Alvine then focuses once again on Abelal. "Abelal, Chaos Dragon, and one of the three sovereigns of the same name’s breed, will you answer me or make me wait a long time?"

"-! My...lord, the dragon king is no longer... on this planet." Abelal answers in a striped tone.

"Hoho?" Alvine's eyes narrow with curiosity.

He puts his head on his left hand whose elbow was on the armrest of his throne. "Explain to me a little, Abelal."

"...Forgive my ignorance, my lord, but...we don't know the reasons that motivated him. Like the former queen of the ice elves, he had left the planet without choosing his successor. Their last words were that they'd travel to find you after your sudden disappearance and the sealing of your castle." Abelal explains himself after several attempts.

"..." Alvine remained silent.

**Fy, is he telling the truth?**

**Yes, my lord.**

Upon hearing Black Fy's confirmation, Alvine remained deeply in his thoughts before placing a word; his silence was a harbinger of problems according to others.

'Sigh, I hadn't imagined Askald's method would make them so faithful. It is obvious that these two leaders didn't serve me just for fear of being exterminated.

And since I only met these breed’s former leaders, the others didn't know how to address me. They call me lord, unlike their former sovereigns who addressed me with the sober title of the king. This, therefore, responds to their lack of respect for me; this Abelal is a clever man, he knew how to handle his words with so much ease.' Alvine mutters in his mind.

"Your majesty, I stayed here to protect the planet in the event of an enemy invasion. If we had sent all our forces outside...

Feeling that she was going to be questioned, Amélia urgently begins to explain the reasons for her presence.

'She must have thought that I'll punish her for her presence. Sigh, among the six, she's undoubtedly the strongest. According to her aura, she has reached the supreme rank, unlike the others who are semi-supreme.' With this brief conclusion, Alvine raises his hand; thus ordering Anelia to remain silent.

"I have nothing against your collective decision, but what saddens me is to see you endowed with such fanciful thoughts." He speaks coldly with disappointed eyes.

Seeing their confusion, he explains himself after crossing his fingers in front of his face. "Yes, I am disappointed with you. You made this decision believing I had been captured or even killed. Tell me, do you think I'm so easy to kill?"

"-!" Amelia shuddered unconsciously. But the smile she had on her lips said a long time about her feelings. "No, your death didn't cross our minds even for a second."

Alvine raises his eyebrows. "...Sigh, alright, alright; if you say so, then I'm forced to believe you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Amélia lowers her head while keeping her mysterious smile.

"Very well, you can sit down." His expression immediately regained its placidity after he said these words.

After the six have regained their seats, he entrusts a mission to Amélia. "Amelia, how long will you need before you find your two former comrades?"

"...One year, I think it's the maximum deadline."

"..."

'One year, huh? The time on this planet is slower than all the others; a year is too much.' Alvine whispers in his mind.

Seeing Alvine silent, Amélia deepened her explanations. "It has been three millennia and ten centuries since the two leaders left this planet, so I dare to believe that they are currently in the most remote corner of the universe, or perhaps in one of the celestial faults."

"Indeed, your explanation holds the road. In this case, I order you to...??" He stops in mid-sentence when he sees Isolet get up.

The latter didn't just stand, she makes her way among the small committee up to one meter from Alvine.

"..." Zakiel and Heepha frowned while the confusion was noticeable on the faces of others, including Alvine.

"Is there a problem, Isolet?" He asks when he saw her smile that showed all her teeth.

The latter nods and points the finger at Amélia. "I'm going to go with this woman."

"...No, Isolet, you can't leave here before...

But Isolet didn't feel anything intimidating. She looks at Alvine with rowdy eyes. "Big brother, you 21:36

promised me I could travel with you when I can hide my real body; will you break your promise?"

"I'll go with her!"

Zakiel, usually calm, had trouble swallowing his anger when he saw Isolet contradict Alvine. The other shadow soldiers were in a worse state than him; especially Heepha who had a temperament as bubbling as her flames.

But Isolet didn't feel anything intimidating. She looks at Alvine with rowdy eyes. "Big brother, you promised me I could travel with you when I can hide my real body; will you break your promise?"

-?!?!

"...Big brother? Milord, is this little girl your...little sister?" Unable to curb her curiosity, this question that everyone was asking himself, escapes between Tifania's lips.

"..." Seeing their confusion, Alvine no longer knew how to solve the misunderstanding.

"No, she's not my...!" Alvine stops suddenly when he sees Isolet's eyes.

'If I say the opposite, this girl would sting her seizure; it's not the right time.'

"Isolet, I told you to only call me like that if we are...sigh, forget that. I don't intend to break my promise; I’ll come with you when I have time." Finally, he decides to ignore Tifania's question.

But Isolet wasn't ready to give up. "But you're busy all the time. In addition, Isolet will be able to find the people you are looking for in a month!"

"One month? Isolet, you're not trying to lie to me to get an exit ticket, right?" Alvine raises his eyebrows slightly with skepticism.

But instead of responding to his suspicions, Isolet made a proud smile.

'Even I'd need more time to accomplish such a task. But since she's a world tree, at least that's what she seems to be, maybe she shouldn't have a problem.' Alvine immediately concludes in his mind.

"Sigh, very well, you'll attend Amélia," Alvine expresses himself nonchalantly so as not to tarnish his image as a cold sovereign.

But unfortunately for him, his wish could not be granted.

Seeing Alvine succumb to her capricious request, Isolet could not contain her joy.

And instead of returning to her place, she sits on Alvine's lap; he himself sits on the throne!

"-! I-Isolet, it's not...

"Thank you for accepting Isolet's wish, big brother." She interrupts Alvine with an innocent smile.

"...Sigh." With this sigh, Alvine focuses on others.

Seeing their expressions that were constantly changing, his heart is overwhelmed with embarrassment. "Forget what you see." He speaks in a more authoritarian voice than he has ever used since the beginning of the meeting.

"... Yes...Sir."

"...Well, in short, Isolet will accompany Amélia to find the two former chefs." He acted as if nothing had happened.

He then looks at Black Fy. "You'll accompany them too."

Fy's eyes undulate with doubt. "My lord, if I leave the planet, who will protect you in case...

"Don't worry about me, the safety of the two people you'll escort will be your top priority. The other Fys will be there to serve as a receptacle." Alvine interrupts her before she finishes her sentence.

"...Your desires are orders, my lord." Fy answers in a broken voice.

Tifania frowns. 'It's a surprise; he assigned his most powerful subordinate to ensure the safety of this little girl. I was expecting everything but that.' She whispers in her mind with a mysterious smile; seeing Alvine so protective with this mysterious girl.

'I still don't know Isolet’s origins; I planned to take a little trip with her to learn a little more about her. But given my schedule, I can't move as I went. But with Fy by her side, I'd be sure to know more about her when they return.

-And if in case she has bad intentions, Fy's current power is more than enough to submit her or flee with Amélia to report to me.' His cynical thoughts reappear in his mind as he nodded to Fy.

The latter also understood the reasons which motivated Alvine. She nods her head in turn before doing it as if nothing had happened.

**But otherwise, if she has nothing suspicious, you must ensure her protection; whatever the price!**

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