NOVEL SIMPLE 485 Etton
Whilst Asai de Trichia, Robin Sol and Sora Kaka were led into their capital, following closely behind their queen who was deliberately taking her sweet time by turning corners and sight-seeing; deliberately showing off her people's architecture and muscles.
Asai was honestly quite lost in thought. For one, Dwarven king Caronia had been refusing to communicate ever since the party had set sail from Par'Talucca's wharf, and whilst Asai entered this land believing it to be another easy visit like Ignis, and queen Emilita Regenon.
Gazing at the strong lat-muscles on the queen's back, as well as her massive thighs that flexed with every step. Asai was for once, somewhat out of his element as he was unable to imagine himself seducing anyone noteworthy enough to speed up the process of establishing friendly ties. Another point of confusion was the attire and clothing the giants sported. Marching through the snow, crunching the flakes and brittles of ice upon the ground whilst dressed in clothing that exposed either their biceps, abs or legs. Asai could only wonder whether or not they had the innate ability of immunity towards cold.
[Hot Blooded]
Immunity to cold and freezing temperatures.
Thanks to a passive-ability he had acquired earlier, Asai could continue wearing his usual comfortable-fit, but Robin and Sora had to actively funnel their mana throughout their bodies to fend of the elements, on top of slapping on an extra large overcoat courtesy of Asai.
In fact, Asai was greatly tempted in acquiring the barbarian like outfit and shifting his bedron into it, perhaps either to fit in with the culture, or to equally prove himself capable. As if the cold and freezing temperatures in which they were so proud of was nothing to him.
His black eyes landing upon Hera Travarre, he wondered if she would admire his ability and capacity as a warrior, or whether she would take offense to his indifferent-attitude towards elements and values they apparently hold dear. His eyes then went over to Martha, who by now he had figured to be a simple citizen who was just eager to get back to managing the records and library within the city.
[Phantom Menace]
A single lone shadow clone appeared, already crouching low in [Hide] as it remained within the shadows stalking the bookworm. Ready to track her the moment she left the group, as many of the 200 were already returning to their everyday lives during the little spontaneous touring.
"A girl as knowledgeable as her, and her desire and love towards books and knowledge could be utilized." Asai figured, thinking up of the library that Trichia had managed to gather, specifically for the orphanage turned college.
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During his little stroll through the city, dozens of men would casually glance at the human who was two to three heads shorter than them and simply continue on with their lives. However, it seems the brutality and culture of the women here were different as they openly joked and laughed at the puny-man. Wondering whether or not his cock was even big enough to reach deep enough for them to feel it, as their glutes were simply insanely built. And with their shoulders, biceps and legs being bigger than his, to the women of this city Asai appeared as if he were a lazy sloth who hadn't trained a single day in his life.
With such open-minded brutal-critique being showered upon him. He started to understand just how much pressure the men were under to follow in their ideals, in addition to looking towards Martha incredibly favourably. As the women was perhaps the most human of all the giants, due to her favourability towards books and knowledge over muscle-mass and weapons.
If anything, Martha just looked like a women who could squat and deadlift more than the average man, whilst her upper body remained quite feminine, rather than being shredded and having veins and muscle-fibres popping out.
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Thanks to the queen deliberately delaying their arrival, and perhaps intentionally putting the human grand-duke through her people's harsh open critique in an attempt to devalue and demoralize him prior to their negotiations. Sora's agents had plenty of time to scout out the city, mapping out the streets, markets and garrison locations. Something that was simply delivered to her by folded-note, which was swiftly slipped into Asai's pocket.
The man couldn't help but smile, as he believed his judgement in bringing Sora along to be correct. Due to her ability to be resourceful and useful, even without orders. "What a perfect personal assistant, or secretary huh."
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Upon reaching the palace, and being led into the throne-room in which a giant that towered over every other man and women within the room was waiting upon his throne. Robin Sol and Sora Kaka curtsied in their individual customs. Whilst the half-elf performed a delicate dip of her hips whilst lifting the edges of her skirt just barely, Sora had her two hands before her upper-chest, a fist placed within an open-palm as she slightly bowed.
Asai, remained entirely stoic and unyielding even if the ogre of a man was engaging in a staring contest with him.
[Rhet Travarre: Lvl 99]
The man stood from his throne, flexing his muscles as he breathed. His fiery red hair was long, unkempt and wild, almost appearing sharp enough to strike. A single side was braided into a cornrow, as the other loosely flowed over his ear. To Asai's surprise, the many didn't appear like a hunk of mass, but looked insanely well built instead. As if he had deliberately calculated and sculpted his body with aesthetics in mind, desiring harmony and balance over one particular muscle group.
"His royal majesty, king of all giants and the frozen throne, King Rhet Travarre." The announcer cut the two monarch's thoughts as she roared out their introductions. "Grand duke of Par'Talucca and the duchy of Trichia. Grand duke, Asai de Trichia. Baroness Robin Sol and Lady Sora."
Hearing his two party member's titles being officially announced, Asai only then did he realize he had forgotten to promote his vassals. His thoughts went back to Mary, Annie, Clam and Gary, who had all been serving him loyally since the beginning of his own climb. "Oh, oops..."
