“Well, it’s my home too. Why not lend a hand in defending it? And yes, these ogres treat me as their master,” Anon confidently replied.
“Hmm… Well, you’re truly remarkable for someone your age. Would you consider becoming a noble in my kingdom? You can even marry my daughter if you desire. I’m certain she’d gladly marry a man like you,” Derein proposed, acknowledging Anon’s power.
“No, I don’t marry. I only have sex and make sex slaves. I don’t think you want your daughter to be my sex slave.” Anon responded nonchalantly.
“You rogue, aren’t you being rather harsh to a sweet queen like me ?” Derein playfully chided him.
“Well, I’m simply speaking the truth,” Anon retorted.
“So, how much power do you possess? You don’t have to disclose personal information, but could you give me an example of your power ?” Derein inquired, eager to know the extent of Anon’s might.
“Hmmm… An interesting question. Let’s just say I could easily conquer seven continents if I wanted to,” Anon replied, rising from his seat and gazing toward the direction of the rising sun.
“Ah, then you must command a vast army of ogres, right?” Derein asked, standing up as well.
As the sun appeared on the horizon, its first ray touched Anon’s face, eliciting a subtle smile as he spoke again.
“I don’t need them for that. I can take these continents single handedly without any help at all. That’s how much power i possess. I don’t need ogres to fight for me, they just do because they want to.” Anon replied with a smile on his face.
Derein’s face turned pale, and confusion clouded her expression. “W-What do you mean? You don’t need ogres? Aren’t they your source of power ? Do you have anything else other than the ogres ?”
“Nice try, but I’m not foolish enough to reveal my cards so easily,” Anon stated, his figure somewhat blurred by the sunlight.
“What if I tell you the size of my army? Will you do the same?” Derein proposed.
“I already know you have over 150,000 soldiers in your kingdom’s army, including a small squad of elites protecting you and your family—about twelve members in it,” Anon said with a smile.
“T-That’s classified information! Not even my family knows about that elite squad. How do you know?” Derein asked, realizing the extent of Anon’s capabilities.
“Darling, that’s how it works. You must be aware of your surroundings to play your cards right,” Anon replied, catching Derein off guard.
[This kid, he is too clever], Derein thought to herself, but Anon heard it clearly and grinned.
“Anon, I have something to ask you,” Derein spoke, her expression turning serious.
“Go ahead,” Anon said with a smile.
“Are you a foe or a friend to my continent?” Derein inquired, her face grave.
“Neither. I remain neutral to your continent, but if someone from your land dares to slap me, then you better be prepared,” Anon stated with a smile.
“I don’t believe anyone in my continent possesses the power to slap you, unless you allow them to,” Derein said cunningly. .
“You’re quite the cunning one, girls like you are very unique to find.” Anon replied.
“What can i do, being a queen teaches you stuff beyond humanity.” Derein replied.
“Indeed a sly fox.” Anon laughed.
“I am indeed. That’s why I want to propose you an alliance with my kingdom. I’ll provide you anything you desire in return, and you’ll only need to lend me your ogre army for the future battles,” Derein suggested.
“What kind of future battles are you talking about?” Anon asked with a confused expression.
“You don’t know?” Derein asked, surprised.
“Well, since I asked, why don’t you enlighten me?” Anon asked with a sarcastic tone.
“The slave traders from the human kingdom have been running rampant. Last month, 300 elf children were abducted and auctioned off in one night. The black market got overwhelmed with buyers immediately. However, an elf infiltrated in the black market with her squad that night, killing over 600 humans and rescuing her kind back to their kingdom,” Derein explained.
“Well, I see nothing wrong with that. Sometimes, humans need a taste of their own medicine,” Anon replied, lighting a cigar.
“I agree, but those humans were not ordinary. They included big landlords, faction leaders, and even members of royal families. And by royal families, I mean the actual royals,” Derein spoke with sadness in her voice.
“Even from your own family?” Anon inquired.
“Yes, sadly, my third brother’s son was among them,” Derein revealed.
“Hahaha, seems like even the real royal family isn’t squeaky clean either,” Anon laughed, puffing smoke from his mouth.
“That’s true. He was a pervert from the beginning, but that’s not important. What matters is that he was part of the royal family, and we can’t let our audience see a royal member getting killed while we sit idle. We must do something,” Derein said with determination.
“So, you plan to balance the scales by killing their kind?” Anon asked.
“Yes, precisely. However, if we go all out now, we will surely lose. You witnessed the heavy losses our soldiers suffered today, and compensating their families will exhaust both manpower and economy. That’s why I need your ogre army to bolster our position,” Derein explained.
“So, you want to go all out with my ogre army?” Anon questioned.
“No, I have contacts within the elf kingdom. My men will pave the way inside, and your ogres will wreak havoc inside. With one swift move, we’ll achieve three goals. If the ogres kill the elves, we won’t be suspected. The humans will get their revenge, and the number of elves will decrease, creating an opportunity to exert control when the time is right,” Derein clarified.
“You are one wicked lady, you know that?” Anon said with a smile.
“I’m aware. Arthur often tells me so but i am a queen and i have to fight for my kind, you called this Kingdom your home too. Will you help ?”
“Why do you harbor such animosity toward the elves ? They definitely did something to you, didn’t they ?” Anon inquired.
“Those bastards killed my husband in his sleep, raped me three times and killed my two daughters. I will erase them or enslave them at any cost. I just want to ask you, are you with me ?” Derein spoke with a face of seriousness.