The Dragon King’s Harem System
Chapter 359. Planning The Ambush III

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 359. Planning The Ambush III

My statement made both Eir and Jyne turn to me sharply, their eyes wide with alarm. 

“That’s dangerous, Your Majesty,” Jyne said, her voice filled with concern. 

At the same time, Eir also expressed his objection. “You are a king; you shouldn’t be doing a dirty job like this,” he said, his tone serious and unyielding.

I understood their concern, but I also knew what needed to be done. 

“The only one who can open the portal skill is me. Only I can go back and forth easily,” I stated, trying to explain my reasoning.

“You can open the portal for the warriors and let them do the job, Your Majesty,” Eir said, trying to convince me otherwise. “And if you don’t trust them, Sir Almeric and I are ready to carry out this mission. You can trust us,” he added, his voice tinged with a hint of panic. It was clear that he hoped I would change my mind.

I looked at them both, understanding their concerns. 

Jyne’s eyes were pleading, her earlier joy replaced by fear for my safety. Eir’s usually calm demeanor was cracked with anxiety. 

They both cared deeply for me, and their objections came from a place of genuine concern.

“I appreciate your loyalty and your willingness to protect me,” I said, my voice steady but gentle. I shook my head, trying to convey the gravity of the situation. “It’s not because I don’t trust you guys,” I began, my voice calm but firm. 

“I know you’re loyal to me, and I would never question that. The problem is that we need access in and out quickly to complete this mission. We must avoid getting caught or creating bigger problems. I want this issue to be settled quietly,” I explained.

“The only one who can move most freely is me,” I stated clearly. “Not to mention, you will be attacking a royal convoy. There's a king there. How can you face a king without royal blood in your veins?” I asked, my tone softening slightly. 

This was a sensitive topic, one that was deeply ingrained in the traditions and laws of Igixar. It was frustrating, especially for those of lower class and commoners, but it was a reality we couldn’t ignore.

As I expected, my words made Eir press his lips tightly together. His silence spoke volumes. 

He couldn't deny the truth of what I had said. Despite being regarded as a rare talent by the dragon tribe, Eir's origins lay firmly in the commoner class. His journey through the military ranks had been nothing short of remarkable. He had risen to a high position, becoming not just an esteemed officer but my right-hand man, my trusted aide, my assistant.

But the fact remained—he didn't have any royal blood. In Igixar, that was a wall that couldn't be breached, an invisible barrier that separated commoners from the highest echelons of power. No matter how talented, brave, or loyal Eir was, he couldn't face a king.

I watched as Eir's usually confident demeanor faltered, his shoulders slumping slightly. It pained me to see him this way, to remind him of the limitations imposed by his birth. 

He had achieved so much, yet there were still boundaries he could not cross. 

Jyne’s voice broke the silence, her eyes reflecting a mix of disappointment and resignation. 

“But Your Majesty, it’s too risky for you to go alone,” she said, her voice almost a whisper. “We care about you. We don’t want to lose you.”

Eir nodded in agreement, his expression still serious. 

“You’re our king. If something happens to you, the kingdom will be thrown into chaos. We’ve just come out of a war. The people need stability, not more uncertainty.”

I sighed.

Suddenly, the flap of the tent rustled and in walked Al, his steps relaxed yet purposeful. 

“Eiron may not be able to do it, but I can,” Al declared as he approached.

I glanced at him, taking in his confident smirk.  

“Although I was an exile, the Witch Tribe's Royal Blood still flows within me,” he reminded me.

Al stopped in front of our table, placing his hands on the edges as he leaned forward slightly. 

“I overheard your conversation,” he added, his tone unapologetic. Given his background, eavesdropping was second nature to him. I hadn’t used a magic parchment to protect our conversation in this tent, relying on the barrier that shielded our camp.

I couldn't deny the truth in Al's words. His royal blood did set him apart, giving him an edge that could be crucial for our mission. 

But there was still something bothering me. I raised one of my eyebrows and folded my arms across my chest.

“Then what about the portal? You’ll have a hard time going to two places at once without it,” I stated, my voice laced with concern.

Al's confident smirk didn’t falter. 

“I’ve got that covered,” he said smoothly. “I indeed don't have portal skills like you. But I have some useful tricks up my sleeve.”

I stared at him, waiting for him to elaborate. 

Eir and Jyne also watched him intently. 

Al had always been a wild card, his unpredictable nature both a strength and a liability.

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