Building A Human Empire By Creating A Clan [EN]: Chapter 41

“Lord.”

Vlad bowed respectfully.

Those in the audience and the ambassadors followed suit.

The old dog nodded slightly and let out a long breath.

It was a breath that sounded like metal scraping.

“The Grand Assembly is not a place for strife, but a place to avoid it. What you are doing goes against the purpose of the Grand Assembly.”

He paused and coughed, a phlegmy sound.

“There are three issues: the invasion and occupation of the Nerup Plains, the conflict with the Steel Mist Tribe and the annihilation of their group, and their instigation of attacks on the Human Realm. Is that correct?”

“That is correct.”

Vlad nodded.

“In response, the humans have agreed to cede the Nerup Plains to Jinorik and not to encroach beyond the Gray Mountains. Do you also agree and accept this?”

Jinorik, receiving the gaze, nodded.

“I, Jinorik, accept.”

Vlad’s expression twisted.

However, he couldn’t say anything and just let out a frustrated sigh.

“Then the only thing left is the attack on the Human Realm.”

The old dog’s bright yellow eyes turned to me.

“My opinion remains unchanged. Human affairs are for humans only. Although it was the Steel Mist Tribe that directly confronted the human group that invaded my territory, it was I who led them. Therefore, there is no room for other races to intervene. If you cannot accept this, then do as you wish.”

“So, is there anyone who does not agree?”

Silence fell in the assembly hall.

The old dog cleared his throat several times and continued.

“If there are no further objections, I will make a conclusion. The Nerup Plains belong to Jinorik. Humans shall not cross the Gray Mountains. Human interference in the Human Realm is not a problem.”

“Wait a moment.”

In the atmosphere of impending closure, I tapped the chair.

“What about this?”

The atmosphere, which had been lightly loosening, became heavy again.

The old dog thought for a moment and tilted his head slightly to the side.

“Those who agree to humans becoming the ninth race, raise your hand.”

No one raised their hand.

“As you can see, there are no consenting parties.”

He sighed deeply.

“If you want humans to become the ninth race, you will have to break them and enforce your will, as you have argued.”

‘So, it’s come to this.’

As I scoffed and opened my mouth, the Lord spoke faster than I did.

“But as I said, the Grand Assembly was created to avoid strife. Although we cannot give a place for humans, you, Edar—”

“I would prefer to be called Lundringgen.”

The Lord’s eyebrows twitched.

The ambassadors also looked at me with different expressions.

There would be few in this place who did not know Lundringgen.

I smiled lightly as I looked at them.

“Edar Lundringgen, I will give you a place in this Grand Assembly.”

The assembly hall buzzed.

‘Not a race or a nation, but me personally.’

The fact that I, as an individual, stood on the same level as a member of the Grand Assembly.

In some ways, it was a better situation than humans belonging to the Grand Assembly.

Because no one but me could represent humans.

“Likewise, those who oppose, state your opinion.”

Again, no one raised their hand.

“That is all. Adjourned.”

At the same time, the doors of the assembly hall opened.

The ambassadors rose from their seats and walked out quickly.

Their faces were distorted, and their necks were red.

They glanced at the old dog and me, but said nothing.

‘I’ll look forward to the next time, mosquito.’

I mouthed those words to Vlad, who was glaring at me.

Vlad bared his fangs and trembled.

He would be ashamed to be humiliated by a member of the same race he had abandoned as inferior.

I chuckled softly, put a cigarette in my mouth, and got up from my seat.

As Calliope and Pasithea, my two familiars, stood behind me, the old dog said.

“Son of Thurdret, Edar, let us talk for a moment.”

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“Your Majesty?”

I roused my consciousness from my reverie.

Dozens of eyes blinked and looked at me.

“Hmm.”

I tried to say something, but my throat was blocked, so I picked up the teacup.

The lukewarm tea moistened my throat and woke me up.

As my hazy consciousness cleared, I could see my surroundings clearly.

I was sitting in a chair, and the place I was sitting in was the Lord’s manor.

I was gathered with dozens of familiars in Ollimus’s Lord’s manor.

“Gerhard.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“I told you not to call me Your Majesty.”

“My apologies.”

I pressed and rubbed the space between my eyebrows with my middle finger.

Calliope, who was standing behind me, asked if I should rest.

I raised my hand to tell her I was okay and straightened my back.

“Alright, where were we?”

“We haven’t started yet. We were just exchanging the main points among ourselves.”

I picked up the document in front of me.

A document written on paper, not papyrus.

The quality was not comparable to the paper from my previous life, but it was still paper.

Pasithea made the paper, and I grabbed it with my pincers and pulled.

Unlike papyrus, which tears easily when pulled, the paper held taut.

‘Not bad.’

I smiled as I looked at Pasithea, who was yawning on one side.

“I see. Then let’s begin.”

“Yes. I will begin the basic investigation report for the establishment of a development plan for the Oroko Great Plains and Northern Wallachia.”