Chapter 91
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Musashi turned away from Caesar and walked back to his seat, where Ahri was currently glaring at him.
He didn't pay her much heed and simply sat down, once seated, the clan heads finally got ahold of themselves and almost instantly shifted their attention from Musashi to Faust.
They knew that without Faust's influence they would never be able to change Musashi's mind, however, contrary to their expectations, Faust didn't attempt to help them, but instead, he stood up and walked to the door.
"You better keep your promise old man, If I win the tournament, I want the right to challenge you for the position of clan head" Faust spoke solemnly and left the meeting room without waiting for Musashi's reply.
*slam*
The door closed and an awkward silence erupted, the clan heads were either too scared to talk or knew that it was pointless to try and persuade Musashi any further.
"I don't believe we have any more topics to discuss, thus, I will end the meeting here and the next time we meet will be on the tournament grounds" Musashi's deep voice rang in everyone's ear.
"If I may ask, when and where is the tournament being held?" The man with long green hair asked curiously.
"That depends on the thirteen of you, I want you to inform all of those under you about the upcoming tournament, as for the date, it should be within the next two weeks" Musashi replied and waved his hand as if to signify he would answer no more questions.
"Very well, I, Slyvian of the wind clan shall take my leave then" he announced while bowing respectfully and turning towards the door.
The rest of the clan heads, including Charlie, followed in suit, leaving only Caesar, Ahri, the kobold, and Musashi left in the room.
"Grandfather, you didn't tell me about this?" Ahri spoke with closed eyes and a wide smile, her anger and killing intent was permeating out of her body.
"Haha, don't worry my daughter, I did you a favor… with this, your relationship will have fewer hurdles" Musashi tried explaining with a soothing smile.
"That's on the assumption that Caesar even wins! And besides, wouldn't it better if trolls had no idea regarding the strength Caesar possessed? now he is going to be an open book…" she asked in a slightly frantic tone.
Musashi shook his head and stood up, "this isn't just about your marriage, it's also about the clan… our soldiers are losing their confidence and will to fight, perhaps with this tournament, our clan will once again be revitalized" Musashi responded as he reached his hand out to rub Ahri's hair.
"The trolls wouldn't attack while all of the fox-kin men are prepared for battle and warmed up, it should be relatively safe" Caesar commented from where he was sitting.
"Exactly, you don't have to worry sweetheart, the two strongest, besides me of course, are probably Faust and Caesar, if Faust wins, he will challenge me and if Caesar wins, well, isn't he the one you wanted to marry anyway?" Musashi asked.
"Sigh, I understand your line of thought grandfather, I would just like for you to ask me before using my marriage as an incentive for people to enter your tournament" Ahri sighed in exasperation.
"It was the only way to create a chance for Caesar to take your hand in marriage without angering the entire clan, this way, no one can complain if he wins" Musashi spoke with a wide smile as if saying 'praise me'
"If I did indeed win the tournament, wouldn't it be just as effective to challenge you for the position of clan head, no one would dare question me if I ask for Ahri's hand in marriage as the clan head," Caesar asked with a smile
Musashi suddenly jolted his head towards Caesar and looked at him with realization, "you're right! Alas, if you want to beat me, you need to get much stronger" Musashi spoke with excitement clearly discernible in his voice.
The corner of Caesar's lips twitched, he had initially thought this old man was wise and had everything planned out… but now, it seems that he was just trying to make a way for Caesar to gain a stronger position in the clan.
"Now is not the time, I would rather solidify my position in your clan before ruling it as clan head, besides, once that troll prince hears of the marriage, won't his eyes shine red with anger, haha," Caesar asked playfully to which Musashi nodded his head with a sly smile.
"I can not deny that half of the reason I want to do this tournament is to enrage that troll prince…" Musashi spoke honestly which caused a vein to appear above Ahri's right eye.
"Ugh, both of you always have that expression as if everything is going to go according to plan… Have you ever thought what would happen if both Caesar and Faust lost?" Ahri complained.
*hmph*
Both Caesar and Musashi snorted as if they were in synch "as if that would ever happen" they both said at the exact same time which enraged Ahri even more.
"Haha, well, although he is quite strong, I will personally train him in these next few weeks to further guarantee his victory" Musashi comforted Ahri.
Caesar raised his eyebrow and looked at Musashi with a baffled expression, "you're going to train me?" he asked curiously.
"That is correct" Musashi responded curtly.
Caesar chuckled and nodded his head in acceptance, although he was hesitant to acquire training from someone else, he wasn't so conceited that he would deny it.
*slam*
Musashi slammed the table and abruptly stood up, "alright, you had wanted to give advice to our farmers right? Let me lead the way" Musashi suddenly changed the subject and walked to the door.
Caesar shrugged his shoulders and both he and Ahri followed after him. In the corner of the meeting room, a very short and old creature was standing there with an expression that said 'I have seen something I shouldn't have'
The kobold elder frantically rushed to catch up with Caesar and the rest, he didn't want to be left behind in the meeting room...
While Caesar was being led by Musashi, he couldn't help but ask a few questions that had been on his mind for a while.
"Ahri had once told me that Faust was her uncle, meaning that he is your son, correct?" Caesar asked Musashi quietly and almost instantly a weird expression appeared on Ahri's face.
"Adopted son" Musashi replied without a hint of emotion, it was clear that he didn't want to delve too far into this conversation.
Caesar nodded his head and asked another question, "I've heard that you have lived for a very long time and are quite knowledgeable about the many different races in this world, I was wondering if you knew about a race that could inherently charm others on accident, even being capable of charming goblins and orcs" Caesar asked curiously, he was, of course, referring to Elizabeth.
Musashi squinted his and stroked his long beard, "ah, there are two races I can think of"
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Musashi turned away from Caesar and walked back to his seat, where Ahri was currently glaring at him.
He didn't pay her much heed and simply sat down, once seated, the clan heads finally got ahold of themselves and almost instantly shifted their attention from Musashi to Faust.
They knew that without Faust's influence they would never be able to change Musashi's mind, however, contrary to their expectations, Faust didn't attempt to help them, but instead, he stood up and walked to the door.
"You better keep your promise old man, If I win the tournament, I want the right to challenge you for the position of clan head" Faust spoke solemnly and left the meeting room without waiting for Musashi's reply.
*slam*
The door closed and an awkward silence erupted, the clan heads were either too scared to talk or knew that it was pointless to try and persuade Musashi any further.
"I don't believe we have any more topics to discuss, thus, I will end the meeting here and the next time we meet will be on the tournament grounds" Musashi's deep voice rang in everyone's ear.
"If I may ask, when and where is the tournament being held?" The man with long green hair asked curiously.
"That depends on the thirteen of you, I want you to inform all of those under you about the upcoming tournament, as for the date, it should be within the next two weeks" Musashi replied and waved his hand as if to signify he would answer no more questions.
"Very well, I, Slyvian of the wind clan shall take my leave then" he announced while bowing respectfully and turning towards the door.
The rest of the clan heads, including Charlie, followed in suit, leaving only Caesar, Ahri, the kobold, and Musashi left in the room.
"Grandfather, you didn't tell me about this?" Ahri spoke with closed eyes and a wide smile, her anger and killing intent was permeating out of her body.
"Haha, don't worry my daughter, I did you a favor… with this, your relationship will have fewer hurdles" Musashi tried explaining with a soothing smile.
"That's on the assumption that Caesar even wins! And besides, wouldn't it better if trolls had no idea regarding the strength Caesar possessed? now he is going to be an open book…" she asked in a slightly frantic tone.
Musashi shook his head and stood up, "this isn't just about your marriage, it's also about the clan… our soldiers are losing their confidence and will to fight, perhaps with this tournament, our clan will once again be revitalized" Musashi responded as he reached his hand out to rub Ahri's hair.
"The trolls wouldn't attack while all of the fox-kin men are prepared for battle and warmed up, it should be relatively safe" Caesar commented from where he was sitting.
"Exactly, you don't have to worry sweetheart, the two strongest, besides me of course, are probably Faust and Caesar, if Faust wins, he will challenge me and if Caesar wins, well, isn't he the one you wanted to marry anyway?" Musashi asked.
"Sigh, I understand your line of thought grandfather, I would just like for you to ask me before using my marriage as an incentive for people to enter your tournament" Ahri sighed in exasperation.
"It was the only way to create a chance for Caesar to take your hand in marriage without angering the entire clan, this way, no one can complain if he wins" Musashi spoke with a wide smile as if saying 'praise me'
"If I did indeed win the tournament, wouldn't it be just as effective to challenge you for the position of clan head, no one would dare question me if I ask for Ahri's hand in marriage as the clan head," Caesar asked with a smile
Musashi suddenly jolted his head towards Caesar and looked at him with realization, "you're right! Alas, if you want to beat me, you need to get much stronger" Musashi spoke with excitement clearly discernible in his voice.
The corner of Caesar's lips twitched, he had initially thought this old man was wise and had everything planned out… but now, it seems that he was just trying to make a way for Caesar to gain a stronger position in the clan.
"Now is not the time, I would rather solidify my position in your clan before ruling it as clan head, besides, once that troll prince hears of the marriage, won't his eyes shine red with anger, haha," Caesar asked playfully to which Musashi nodded his head with a sly smile.
"I can not deny that half of the reason I want to do this tournament is to enrage that troll prince…" Musashi spoke honestly which caused a vein to appear above Ahri's right eye.
"Ugh, both of you always have that expression as if everything is going to go according to plan… Have you ever thought what would happen if both Caesar and Faust lost?" Ahri complained.
*hmph*
Both Caesar and Musashi snorted as if they were in synch "as if that would ever happen" they both said at the exact same time which enraged Ahri even more.
"Haha, well, although he is quite strong, I will personally train him in these next few weeks to further guarantee his victory" Musashi comforted Ahri.
Caesar raised his eyebrow and looked at Musashi with a baffled expression, "you're going to train me?" he asked curiously.
"That is correct" Musashi responded curtly.
Caesar chuckled and nodded his head in acceptance, although he was hesitant to acquire training from someone else, he wasn't so conceited that he would deny it.
*slam*
Musashi slammed the table and abruptly stood up, "alright, you had wanted to give advice to our farmers right? Let me lead the way" Musashi suddenly changed the subject and walked to the door.
Caesar shrugged his shoulders and both he and Ahri followed after him. In the corner of the meeting room, a very short and old creature was standing there with an expression that said 'I have seen something I shouldn't have'
The kobold elder frantically rushed to catch up with Caesar and the rest, he didn't want to be left behind in the meeting room...
While Caesar was being led by Musashi, he couldn't help but ask a few questions that had been on his mind for a while.
"Ahri had once told me that Faust was her uncle, meaning that he is your son, correct?" Caesar asked Musashi quietly and almost instantly a weird expression appeared on Ahri's face.
"Adopted son" Musashi replied without a hint of emotion, it was clear that he didn't want to delve too far into this conversation.
Caesar nodded his head and asked another question, "I've heard that you have lived for a very long time and are quite knowledgeable about the many different races in this world, I was wondering if you knew about a race that could inherently charm others on accident, even being capable of charming goblins and orcs" Caesar asked curiously, he was, of course, referring to Elizabeth.
Musashi squinted his and stroked his long beard, "ah, there are two races I can think of"
Musashi turned away from Caesar and walked back to his seat, where Ahri was currently glaring at him.He didn't pay her much heed and simply sat down, once seated, the clan heads finally got ahold of themselves and almost instantly shifted their attention from Musashi to Faust.They knew that without Faust's influence they would never be able to change Musashi's mind, however, contrary to their expectations, Faust didn't attempt to help them, but instead, he stood up and walked to the door."You better keep your promise old man, If I win the tournament, I want the right to challenge you for the position of clan head" Faust spoke solemnly and left the meeting room without waiting for Musashi's reply.*slam*The door closed and an awkward silence erupted, the clan heads were either too scared to talk or knew that it was pointless to try and persuade Musashi any further."I don't believe we have any more topics to discuss, thus, I will end the meeting here and the next time we meet will be on the tournament grounds" Musashi's deep voice rang in everyone's ear."If I may ask, when and where is the tournament being held?" The man with long green hair asked curiously."That depends on the thirteen of you, I want you to inform all of those under you about the upcoming tournament, as for the date, it should be within the next two weeks" Musashi replied and waved his hand as if to signify he would answer no more questions."Very well, I, Slyvian of the wind clan shall take my leave then" he announced while bowing respectfully and turning towards the door.The rest of the clan heads, including Charlie, followed in suit, leaving only Caesar, Ahri, the kobold, and Musashi left in the room."Grandfather, you didn't tell me about this?" Ahri spoke with closed eyes and a wide smile, her anger and killing intent was permeating out of her body."Haha, don't worry my daughter, I did you a favor with this, your relationship will have fewer hurdles" Musashi tried explaining with a soothing smile."That's on the assumption that Caesar even wins! And besides, wouldn't it better if trolls had no idea regarding the strength Caesar possessed? now he is going to be an open book" she asked in a slightly frantic tone.Musashi shook his head and stood up, "this isn't just about your marriage, it's also about the clan our soldiers are losing their confidence and will to fight, perhaps with this tournament, our clan will once again be revitalized" Musashi responded as he reached his hand out to rub Ahri's hair."The trolls wouldn't attack while all of the fox-kin men are prepared for battle and warmed up, it should be relatively safe" Caesar commented from where he was sitting."Exactly, you don't have to worry sweetheart, the two strongest, besides me of course, are probably Faust and Caesar, if Faust wins, he will challenge me and if Caesar wins, well, isn't he the one you wanted to marry anyway?" Musashi asked."Sigh, I understand your line of thought grandfather, I would just like for you to ask me before using my marriage as an incentive for people to enter your tournament" Ahri sighed in exasperation."It was the only way to create a chance for Caesar to take your hand in marriage without angering the entire clan, this way, no one can complain if he wins" Musashi spoke with a wide smile as if saying 'praise me'"If I did indeed win the tournament, wouldn't it be just as effective to challenge you for the position of clan head, no one would dare question me if I ask for Ahri's hand in marriage as the clan head," Caesar asked with a smileMusashi suddenly jolted his head towards Caesar and looked at him with realization, "you're right! Alas, if you want to beat me, you need to get much stronger" Musashi spoke with excitement clearly discernible in his voice.The corner of Caesar's lips twitched, he had initially thought this old man was wise and had everything planned out but now, it seems that he was just trying to make a way for Caesar to gain a stronger position in the clan."Now is not the time, I would rather solidify my position in your clan before ruling it as clan head, besides, once that troll prince hears of the marriage, won't his eyes shine red with anger, haha," Caesar asked playfully to which Musashi nodded his head with a sly smile."I can not deny that half of the reason I want to do this tournament is to enrage that troll prince" Musashi spoke honestly which caused a vein to appear above Ahri's right eye."Ugh, both of you always have that expression as if everything is going to go according to plan Have you ever thought what would happen if both Caesar and Faust lost?" Ahri complained.*hmph*Both Caesar and Musashi snorted as if they were in synch "as if that would ever happen" they both said at the exact same time which enraged Ahri even more."Haha, well, although he is quite strong, I will personally train him in these next few weeks to further guarantee his victory" Musashi comforted Ahri.Caesar raised his eyebrow and looked at Musashi with a baffled expression, "you're going to train me?" he asked curiously."That is correct" Musashi responded curtly.Caesar chuckled and nodded his head in acceptance, although he was hesitant to acquire training from someone else, he wasn't so conceited that he would deny it.*slam*Musashi slammed the table and abruptly stood up, "alright, you had wanted to give advice to our farmers right? Let me lead the way" Musashi suddenly changed the subject and walked to the door.Caesar shrugged his shoulders and both he and Ahri followed after him. In the corner of the meeting room, a very short and old creature was standing there with an expression that said 'I have seen something I shouldn't have'The kobold elder frantically rushed to catch up with Caesar and the rest, he didn't want to be left behind in the meeting room...While Caesar was being led by Musashi, he couldn't help but ask a few questions that had been on his mind for a while."Ahri had once told me that Faust was her uncle, meaning that he is your son, correct?" Caesar asked Musashi quietly and almost instantly a weird expression appeared on Ahri's face."Adopted son" Musashi replied without a hint of emotion, it was clear that he didn't want to delve too far into this conversation.Caesar nodded his head and asked another question, "I've heard that you have lived for a very long time and are quite knowledgeable about the many different races in this world, I was wondering if you knew about a race that could inherently charm others on accident, even being capable of charming goblins and orcs" Caesar asked curiously, he was, of course, referring to Elizabeth.Musashi squinted his and stroked his long beard, "ah, there are two races I can think of"
