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Harem King's Collection: Turning Beastkins Into Desperate Wives!-Chapter 51: Beasts Of Legend
Chapter 51: Beasts Of Legend
Prince Tyfin sat emotionless across from the leader of the tribe he found himself now in the company of. The tribe of orcs he and the people with him were at the mercy of.
His expression was kept blank by years of keeping his wits in stressful situations, but his mind was certainly troubled by his predicament. A weakness he couldn’t afford to show at such a critical time when so many lives were resting upon his shoulders.
The lion was surrounded by different orcs, but they certainly seemed more civilized than the stories he had heard... They wouldn’t be putting debate on the table if they weren’t. There was a goal here for them, Tyfin just had to figure out what it was.
The orc leader sat on a small pad in the far end of the room, across from where the lion now sat on a similar mat in the center. The prince made note of the differences he saw compared to what he had been told about the species. Assumptions would only hinder him here.
They did have a lighter, greenish tint to their skin, and two large tusks protruding from their larger, bottom jaws as the prince was told, but they seemed surprisingly similar in stature to the average beast in most other ways.
The lion expected them to be much more uncultured, but they all wore clothing, and most even seemed to have their own preferences for that as well. Much like Aster, these creatures mainly had fur on top of their heads, with many having shaved a good portion of that hair close to the scalp.
Some completely shaved the fur, and some grew it long past their waists. These were diverse, sentient creatures. They could be reasoned with. They had the chance to wipe out the entire group of beasts and had instead chosen to meet with the prince.
Tyfin couldn’t afford to squander such a gift in his circumstance and lightly bowed his head forward as he clearly spoke in a well practiced voice, showing all due respect for his opponent.
"My name is Tyfin Tonitrus, I am the crown prince of the kingdom of Alora, but I suspect you are aware of that already per the beastmen you sent to intercept us. If I may ask, what are you hoping to achieve with this meeting?"
The leader of the orcs was large, a hair under eight feet with an imposing build. His hair was shaved on the sides, but pulled back down the center, trailing passed his neck. The creature had unusually large bottom fangs, even among the other orcs present.
Most of the green skinned creatures had black markings on their skin, with the leader having more than any other proudly displayed on his well forged body.
Prince Tyfin was very much surprised when the orc bowed slightly, showing the lion equal respect per modern standards before answering in an educated, steady, and firm voice of his own.
"Prince Tyfin Tonitrus of Alora, I must first apologize for my methods. We had to ensure any who would attempt to fight us were rendered unable to do so. Still, I regret having to use such a tactic. My name is Crag, I am the chief of our tribe."
The orc paused for just a moment, seeming to ensure he worded everything correctly. It appeared the prince wasn’t the only one proceeding cautiously, which made sense considering the history between the species. The orc continued.
"The first goal I hope to negotiate is peace between our forces for both the duration of your stay here, as well as for the storm that has descended upon our lands. We have much to discuss, young beast king, but you will need to give your word that there will be no hostility from your kind towards ours. Our ancestors’ quarrels should rest with them. We can not afford to neglect the present for the actions of the past. Will you agree to this, as the future heir of your kingdom?"
The prince was completely unprepared for such refinery or eloquence from an orc of all things. These couldn’t be the same savage creatures he was led to believe they were. The way their history books made them seem to be.
The lion realized he was still holding on to some of his preconceived prejudice and knew that was all it was now. He smiled, happy to be proven wrong as he answered the orc.
"I only want a reign of peace for ALL who share this world. If that is what you are working towards, then you are an ally to my goal. You have my word, if my people remain safe in your care here, Alora will return the favor however you may need, within reason and ability, of course. Now, tell me what you wish to discuss, orc chief Crag. I give you my full attention."
The leaders were silent for a moment, both relieved they had managed to find a starting point at minimum. It was Crag that broke that silence.
"First, would you tell me about the human who travels with you? I was led to believe they had been wiped out from your father’s crusade... And yet, one bearing the golden, Peacekeeper’s Shield of legends accompanies the exterminator of mankind’s own cub. Do you know what that shield truly is, beast prince?"
Tyfin nodded before he answered.
"Yes. It’s one of the five legendary bloodskills gifted by the sun goddess herself to keep the peace in this world... The only one of the five anyone has seen for nearly a century now."
This was one of the main arguments the young lion had made in defense of sparing Aster at his trial. The orc nodded, elaborating a bit further.
"Correct. Orcs do not possess the ability to have bloodskills, but we are knowledgeable on them. I assume you know the rules of skill incarnation?"
Tyfin confirmed he did.
"Skill incarnation happens when all users of a bloodskill are wiped out, and their entire bloodline eliminated. When nobody left alive bears one of the skills gifted by the moon goddess, her gift searches for a new namesake to serve. This phenomenon is what you refer to, correct? But unless I am mistaken, the other four legendary skills gifted by the sun goddess have been lost, as they have never been inherited by anyone outside the original line, all of which are long dead... Save for Aster, the shield-bearing human you speak of." Crag confirmed as much, ensuring they were on the same page before he continued to his point.
"And if I told you that the five feral beasts those legendary skills were created to defend against were returning to these lands, would you understand how important that human would be in that situation?"
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