Crownless Reincarnation: New World? Nah I'd win
Chapter 153: Assigning Tasks.

Chapter 153: Assigning Tasks.

[Eldergorve Town.]

[The Old Palace.]

Akamir leaned back on his throne as he looked at the six mimickers kneeling in front of him.

Except Elore who was in a faraway island, all the Sins were present with him right now.

Even though they didn’t show themselves in the battle against Lucien.

All of them were working behind the scenes.

Especially Elene who was the main person, blocking all the news coming from in and out.

Thinking about her, Akamir looked at the faceless girl.

"Elene." He called.

"Yes, my lord?"

"How are things going with your work?" He asked. "Is the network system doing good?"

Elene raised her head slightly, the folds of her hood shifting as if trying to mimic the idea of a face.

"The network is stable," she said. "Right now, all the news within the kingdom goes through us first."

Akamir gave her a short nod, satisfied with her outcome. "And what about the nobles?"

"We have a list of them as you asked." She replied and Mira stood up. "I have gathered them all."

Mira gave him the list that Elene had prepared to him.

Akamir used his telekinesis to place the papers high in front of him.

...The list of all those who supported Lucien and the most corrupted nobles in the kingdom.

Most names overlapped as Lucien wasn’t a good guy to begin with.

’He must have promised them money in return of their support.’

The kingdom of Krivos is enormous in size.

There are a lot of nobles that lived in the corner of the borders or in remote places.

Most of them were level but incredibly wealthy.

Simply because they did tax evasion for generations.

In short, they were leeches that neither him nor Inara wants to be in the kingdom.

Akamir’s eyes scanned the list, flipping through page after page with a flick of his fingers.

"How many of these are in contact with other kingdoms?" he asked calmly, eyes still locked on the list.

"Nearly sixty percent," Elene answered, her tone cold and matter-of-fact. "Most of them are barons or wealthy landlords who are selling information."

"...I see." Akamir mumbled as he placed the document down on the side. "They will be a problem."

Akamir sighed and leaned further back into his throne, resting his chin on his knuckles.

Even though he wasn’t needed to look into the affairs of the kingdom.

Akamir couldn’t help it.

His habit that he got from ruling his empire in his previous life made him itch to make a better kingdom.

It was like a second nature to him by now.

’I should really leave all this to Inara.’

Akamir let out a sigh as he planned to give the list to her.

She can deal with them all like she desires.

"Anyway." Akamir said, looking back at them. "As I said before, I will be going out for a little while."

Mira and Elene both looked disappointed but didn’t raise their voices.

’How is Elene showing so much emotions without any face?’

He really wondered, glancing at the faceless girl.

Akamir ignored her for a while as he looked at the others.

"I have a task for all of you now."

As of now, Akamir has three main forces under him.

The Imoyan company that deals with trading and other things.

It was mainly under Mira who looked over the stuffs.

The Spirit Life Mercenary who have hundreds of Mimickers under them posing as adventurers.

They are under the Twin of Hypocrisy and work for money.

At last was the Daily Star newspapers that are basically his ears and eyes.

It’s the side that is controlled by Elene and interestingly the only one which doesn’t make much profit.

At least for now.

’Now, it’s time to assign them work.’

Akamir thought, rubbing his chin.

Akamir shifted slightly on his throne, his fingers tapping against the armrest in a steady rhythm.

The room remained silent, the six mimickers kneeling before him unmoving.

He finally looked up. "Let’s begin."

His gaze landed on Mira first who stood by his side.

"You’ll take over the eastern trade routes," he said, looking at her. "Spend as much as you want but form a connection with the other side of the world."

Many know about it, how Aure kingdom has created an established trade route from the sea.

It was the only way in which his continent was connected to the different continents.

And Akamir was really interested in that specific trade route.

No matter what people say, Akamir wanted to see from his own eyes how powerful are their weapons.

’It would be great if we can take over their trade route.’

Mira bowed her head, her voice firm. "Understood. I’ll handle it personally."

"And Mira," Akamir added. "No unnecessary deaths. We still need their market for now."

She gave a small smile. "Of course."

Akamir’s eyes moved to the twins kneeling side by side, the ’Twin of Hypocrisy.’

Varion and Vear.

Though they shared the same face, their auras were wildly different.

One calm and composed, the other twitching with restrained energy.

"You two will take the mercenaries west," he instructed, his voice firm.

"The Lythanis border towns are dealing with rising monster activity. Use it as cover. Infiltrate and begin establishing presence. I want our influence in those towns within two months."

"We’ll take care of it," said the calm twin.

"Just give us freedom to kill a few nobles," the twitchy one muttered under his breath.

Akamir didn’t respond. Even if he ordered them not to, he was sure they would get enough chance for it.

’Mercenary is already one of the worst jobs in this world.’

The death rate was already high enough for a normal person to consider twice about it.

Akamir finally looked at Elene, who he had the most work for.

"The Daily Star needs to change direction. I want less gossip and more... narrative control. Focus on building Inara’s image—graceful, powerful, and kind. Paint her as the queen the people begged for."

"Yes, my lord," Elene said with a small nod.

"And," Akamir continued, "Start subtle campaigns against the nobles on the list. Don’t name them. Just plant seeds of doubt. Let the public grow restless on their own."

Elene tilted her head slightly. "You’re going to use public pressure?"

Akamir nodded. "It’s more effective than a sword."

He leaned forward now, his voice calm but firm. "And starting now, we will focus more on the non-human race."

They looked at him confusingly. "What do you mean?" Mira asked.

"Humans are the weakest." He replied, shrugging. "I am more interested in other races."

The room fell silent for a moment after Akamir’s words.

It was Elene who finally spoke. "You want to expand mimickers into other races."

"Exactly, but not yet." Akamir replied, nodding his head. "I want more information about them before I make up my mind."

His fingers tapped once on the armrest of the throne.

Akamir right now wasn’t in need for anything.

If he just rests here, he could live a normal life without any problem.

Just a few more months and he would be the strongest human in history.

But...

’I can’t do that.’

There was a growing fear inside his heart.

The stronger he gets, the more clear it became.

For some reason, Akamir felt like there is a greater power that is controlling his move.

Like something far beyond his power is using him for their own gains.

It could be the one who brought him here or it could be something else.

He can never be truly sure about it.

Until...

’I be strong enough to make my own decision.’

That was his goal for now.

To know what actually was happening behind the scenes.

And he was ready to deal with whatever came in between his goal.