The Mythical Hero's Otherworld Chronicles: Volume 10 [Complete] by Tatematsuri

Author:Tatematsuri
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Light Novel, magic, action, isekai, high fantasy, politics, war, OP Antihero Protagonist, Military Strategy
Publisher: J-Novel Club (generated)

Chapter 4: Spinning Schemes

The seventeenth day of the tenth month of Imperial Year 1026

One thousand years before the present day, the humans, álfar, dwarves, and beastfolk cowered beneath the zlosta’s reign of terror. Seeking release from their lives of hellish drudgery, the humans raised the banner of rebellion. Soon, they were joined by the other races, and a great war began—a war that ended with the zlostas’ defeat and exile to the southern archipelago of Ambition.

Yet not all of the zlosta went south. Some chose to remain in Soleil to aid their kin who had been too slow to flee. The ones who stayed established the Kingdom of Lebering. However, as the ages passed and they mingled with the other peoples of Soleil, their blood grew so thin that most children in the present day possessed no mana at all. For all intents and purposes, they were almost human. Even the royal line was no longer pure.

The capital of Lebering was the fortress-city of Tiane, the Bastion of Violet Flakes. Surrounded by a deep moat, defended by two sturdy concentric walls, and accessible only by a retractable drawbridge, it was impervious to any assault. Atop a hill overlooking the town sat the Amethyst Hall of Tiare. Between the snow-dusted townscape and the shining white walls of the palace, the royal city filled visitors with solemn awe, and when the sun emerged and set it all aglitter, it struck them with such beauty that they were apt to weep.

Within the palace, the nexus of their admiration, dwelled Queen Claudia van Lebering. She was currently holding an audience with an unusual visitor. A lavish chandelier hung from the ceiling of the throne room, bathing the red carpet in a soft glow. A hooded figure dropped to one knee before the throne and bowed their head. The sides of the red carpet were thronged with nobles, but nobody spoke. There was only an unnerving silence.

Claudia, seated on her throne, was the first to move. A small shift of her head sent a shimmer through her violet hair, for which she had earned the name of Vernesse, the Princess of Amethyst. Her fringe fell across her beguiling eyes, and she brushed it aside with a slender finger. With her ethereal features once more exposed, her snow-white skin glowed in the firelight. That pallor marked her as an auf: a changeling child born a zlosta but forced to live as one of the álfar.

Her thin pink lips parted, and an imposing voice came forth. “May I ask your name?”

Granted leave to speak, the hooded figure rose beneath the queen’s imperious gaze. “I am Nemea. One of the twelve primozlosta.”

Shocked gasps arose from the nobles. The twelve primozlosta were their ancestors, as pure of blood as Lebering’s founder, Lox. As the clamor grew louder, Claudia raised a hand. The motion was small, but the nobles immediately contained their excitement, eager to avoid drawing her ire.

Once silence had returned, she placed an elbow on the throne’s armrest and laid her chin in her hand.

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