The Vastness of Magical Destiny -
Chapter 251 - 11: Submitting (Part 2)
Chapter 251: Chapter 11: Submitting (Part 2)
Just as Komer shifted his thoughts to the subject in his darkroom and Maha Gummi frowned in contemplation of the subtleties in his master’s words, footsteps finally sounded from outside the door.
Just like the first time Komer had met Maha Gummi, he still observed the approaching half-beastman man with a probing gaze. The man, kneeling on one knee in a respectful gesture to show his reverence, had reddish-brown hair as messy as that of most half-beastmen—likely a result of their unique hair texture, which made it difficult to comb neatly. His broad face had a few more angles than Maha Gummi’s, giving him a somewhat strong and outstanding appearance. His wide shoulders and long, sturdy arms confirmed his lineage with a pair of brownish-yellow eyes.
"Mr. Dragumo, please rise. There’s no need for such formalities between us. You are not my citizen, and I am not your lord; such ceremonies are more than I can bear," Komer said, understanding that the man’s use of such a noble ceremony was wholly because of the performance he had put on in the battle at Mandu. As a senior commander in the rebel armaments and a strong recommendation from Maha Gummi, he was fortunate to know that the earth-shattering magic attack had come from the lord of Caucasus—the refined, even slightly frail noble-looking young man before him. Admiration for the strong has always been part of the half-beastmen’s tradition, which is why he chose the most honorary ceremony to show his respect to a strongman.
"No, Lord. Please allow me to express my respect in this way. It is thanks to you and your friends’ help that my comrades and I were able to avoid being enslaved again by those brutal nobles. No matter how I choose to express our gratitude, it would not be excessive," the half-beastman said with straightforwardness. However, this did not mean he had a simple mind. His presence in Muscat alone was enough to prove his insight and breadth of vision. Komer always believed that the common view of half-beastmen as slow-witted and intellectually inferior, surviving on the Continent only because of their physical prowess, was untrue. Perhaps half-beastmen didn’t have as many schemes as mortals because of their long-standing habits. As they had more and more contact with mortals and gradually adapted to the human world, even the beastmen had begun to adopt mortal lifestyles, and these changes were subtly influencing their thoughts.
The half-beastman who stood up immediately embraced Maha Gummi in a close and enthusiastic hug, showing a profound relationship between them—one of the main reasons why Maha Gummi had recommended him to Komer.
"Please take a seat, Mr. Dragumo. Welcome to Muscat and to Caucasus. But due to various reasons you and I are both aware of, we can only meet under these circumstances. Please understand, Mr. Dragumo." Despite his attempt to show his civilized and polite side to the visiting leader of the half-beastman armaments, Komer’s terrifying aspect as a mage was already deeply ingrained in the half-beastman’s mind and could not be dissolved, and awe was always present in Dragumo’s eyes.
"Sir, pardon my forthrightness, but why do you refuse to join our council meeting? And why won’t you allow the outside world to know of your support for us? Perhaps initially, you were worried about the pressures from Homer, but now with the Bruce Floating Bridge over the Nissai River burnt down, the Homer people simply can’t come over. We have already dispatched a team to guard the Nissai River Bank, and any attempt to construct a crossing of the Floating Bridge must first get our permission. Leon has declared independence, and of course, if you, Sir, would like to join our council, I believe that my companions and I would support you becoming the new lord of Leon!" Perhaps out of respect for Komer, the outspoken half-beastman spoke without reservation.
Upon hearing the half-beastman’s direct declaration, Komer couldn’t help but smile wryly, "Mr. Dragumo, you may not fully understand our mortal world’s concepts of territory and lordship. To become a lord, one must first be a noble, and not every noble can become the lord of a land. He requires enfeoffment from the landowner and approval from the Kingdom’s Privy Council to be effective, with the former being the most vital condition. The idea that taking over a piece of land allows one to self-proclaim as lord is not recognized or accepted in our mortal world, as it goes against the secular legal philosophy of mortals. As for your statement that Leon has become independent, I must be frank; in our human conception, this cannot be accepted. Independence implies that a region has fully acquired the characteristics of a state or city-state entity and is recognized as such by neighboring countries. But Leon, forgive my candor, does not meet any of the conditions for independence. Given its current situation, it can’t even support its existence, so how can it claim independence? To me, this is just an absurd joke."
Komer’s blunt words suddenly made the atmosphere somewhat awkward. Even Maha Gummi felt that his master’s outright scorn during their first meeting was a bit excessive, especially since the other party had clearly expressed they were willing to accept Komer as the new lord of Leon if he decided to join their council meeting—an offer made with sincerity.
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