The Dragon King’s Harem System

Chapter 43. The War Plan III

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 43. The War Plan III

Hearing my statement, Al smirked bitterly as a breath came out of his mouth.
"We better watch out of him." His anger and hatred were evident in his eyes and his tone of voice as his mind recalled how the Witch King slandered him and nearly executed him.
"We don't know what's on his mind," continued Al.

I realized it and tried to calm Al.
"Al, I'll remind you again. This is just my guess. I'm saying this so all of you can keep an eye on Callum. I could be wrong," I reminded him. I didn't want to make any assumptions before I investigated things clearly. On the other hand, with my limited power, I couldn't let my guard down. To be honest, I preferred to give this mission to General Guillotine since I was afraid Al would mix it with his personal grudge. But the Witch King was a cautious man, it took a special way and a certain strategy to approach him and only Al knew how.

From my words, Al caught my intentions and worries.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I won't mix my personal grudge with this investigation," said Al. He knew that despite all the Witch King's mistreatment of him in the past, he was investigating this as a Draconis' Royal Magician, not Almeric Griga Bevier. His investigation results and his reports would give a big influence on the king's decision and many people's lives in two tribes. Therefore he had to make it as objective as possible.

"Then I will count on you," I said.

Al nodded.
"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty," said Al politely.

"Is there any other report you need to tell me?" I asked them again.

"Nothing, Your Majesty," replied Al. But despite his answer, from the look in his eyes, I could tell his mind wasn't there. It seemed that his mind was busy thinking about how he could sneak the spy into the Dark Illusion Palace (The Witch tribe's palace). Just like the name, that palace was surrounded by illusion magic. Therefore Al had to prepare and organize everything well.

"Have you told His Majesty about the Undead tribe?" said General Guillotine out of blue. He was quite confused since even though that was an important matter, no one discussed it. In addition, he remembered when Al told him about this, Al looked worried and asked his corporation to prepare his troops if that tribe tried to cause trouble.

"What happened with the Undead Tribe? Are you covering something important from me again?" I asked Al in a displeased tone.

Instantly, Al and Eir looked panicked. But they couldn't blame General Guillotine since he didn't know my condition. While Guillotine looked confused since it was unusual for Al and Eir to cover things like this from me.

"I don't mean to cover it up, Your Majesty. But it's been a month since they haven't made any movement. That's why I decided to postpone my report. Besides, I've ordered my spies to keep their eyes on them," Al replied as he lowered his head. While Eir showed the same expression and gesture.

"Tell me what happened?" I demanded. Unlike the Minotaur and Orc Tribe who positioned themselves as my opponent. The Undead tribe put their position in the grey area. They were a neutral tribe who didn't want to interfere with the problem in Igixar. That's why they rarely made significant movements. But my ten years absence could changed everything.

Al sighed since he couldn't avoid this question anymore and told me everything. How did he detect the unusual magic power in the Undead Tribe territory at the north of Draconis. How did his spies find the rampaging Undead killing and eating the monsters alive with neither intelligence nor consciousness. Even though it only happened in their territory, it didn't mean that we could let our guard down. Surprisingly even with that strange situation, the Undead King didn't say anything. While his queen only said that it was just some kind of plague or rather a curse that attacked the Undead Tribes' energy orb stability. According to Al's spy information, it had been a month since the Undead tribe had been much calmer. They also tightened their guard around their border to prevent the rampaging undead attacking the other tribes. The queen also ordered her subordinates to catch those rampaging undead and take them somewhere so the magicians could stabilize their energy orbs.

I listened to Al's report as my mind deep in thought.
'Is something happened in the Underworld?' That was the first thought that crossed my mind since the Undead Tribe was different from other tribes, though they had the same consciousness and intelligence as well as personalities as the other tribes. If other tribes had a heart and brain as the centre of our life, then the Undead Tribe had an energy orb located in their chest as the centre of their life. Moreover, even though they had muscles, they did not have blood like other creatures and could not feel any pain unless someone attacked their orb. And the orb power source came from the underworld energy. To maintain stability, the Undead tribe and Underworld had different rulers. In addition, the Underworld was inhabited by a different tribe, the Demon tribe and rather than a king, a queen ruled that place. The funny thing was, even though Undead and Demon sounded like close siblings, but in Igixar those two territories' rules never got along. If it weren't for their duty and obligation to maintain Igixar's stability, they would have killed each other a long time ago. Besides that, the Undead tribe and Demon tribe couldn't enter each other's territory, of course except the Undead King and The Demon Queen themselves.

Apart from that, I also noticed another oddity. Why didn't the Undead King say anything? But it was his queen that gave the orders? Even though I didn't know the Undead King personally, at least he should maintain his honour as a ruler. I was not sure why he allowed his wife to step over him to make such an important decision, especially about his tribe. Unless ...
"Is the Undead King sick?" I made a wild guess since that was the only thing that crossed my head. It could be that the curse also affected the king's orb.

"I do not know, Your Majesty. But my spy said he had not come out of his Palace in a long time," replied Al.

Indeed, this problem was still a mystery to us, so I couldn't guess what happened. But judging from Al's information, this should not be related to Draconis directly and we could delay it for the time being. Not like the Minotaur, Orc or Witch tribe's issue. After all, at least, I had to reach level 70 to break through the underworld's gates. Also that I couldn't enter the place carelessly, since I could only go there alone. If I didn't have proper preparation, who knew what would happen to me there?

"Find out more about the Undead King's condition and the mysterious curse. Also, tighten the security near their territory," I ordered.

"Yes, Your Majesty," replied Al.

"Is there anything else?" I continued. With Chancellor Allan and General Guillotine here, Eir and Al should not be able to hide anything again.

Al reported a few things that happened to other tribes especially their restlessness of my absence, but there wasn't any significant movement of them so right now all I could do was place spies to watch over them.

"Since there's nothing else to discuss, I'll end our meeting here," I said.

"Yes, Your Majesty," they replied.

"We'll continue again after I return from my trip." Without further ado, I got up from my chair and walked to the exit followed by Eir.

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