Son of the Hero King

As fun as it was, the signing session itself did not last long. It was but a fun little prank. Sol was glad that Clara and Milia were still up for joking around with him.

Anyway, Sol already had an idea about who the author was. His suspicions were only confirmed when he looked at the author's name. Nefertiti did not try to hide her identity so her name was written in bold and noticeable characters.

He didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry at this situation. He had honestly not expected much when he initially sent her to the Nation of the Elves. But again and again, Nefertiti was proving to be a valuable asset to him.

Sending her to the elves might have been one of the best decisions he had made in his entire life.

Ignoring the book about his relationship with multiple women and the one about his adventures, Sol focused on the Bible itself. The veritable gospel of his religion.

A Bible. A holy book that shares information about a god, its feats, and his mythology or legend. The concept of a holy book was obviously not foreign in this place. The 14 goddesses all possessed one. So did Ymir for that matter.

Interestingly enough, while Chaos and Order were mentioned and recognized as the highest goddesses in all religions, there was not a specific faith dedicated to them.

Adam had once explained to him that gods or goddesses who had fused with the primordial laws of the universe did not need the faith of any being to grow and sustain their powers— a fundamental demarcation line that differentiated them from the lesser gods and goddesses. As long as this universe existed, even if all life were to be wiped out, the two Mother Goddesses would continue to exist.

“I will study this Bible.” He ignored the reluctant expression Clara was giving him and focused on Milia.

“So, about the Hounds. Is there anything I need to know?” Camelia had already put back the books in her dimension before clearing her throat.

“Your Highness, I promised the winner that she could spend time with you. I already had your permission on the matter.” She was quite hesitant, but Sol waved his hand.

“Don’t worry. I have no reason to refuse, and I am really happy with the results we have obtained with their employment.”

As a King, what he needed the most were talented, skilled, or rich people who could support him in many fields.

Why would he complain now when he was getting everything he needed? Elves were a prideful bunch, and this pride was not just vain bravado.

Elves may be slow learners compared to humans, but they replaced this handicap with the ability to accumulate decades worth of books in their minds without forgetting anything.

Any elf past a certain age was a walking treasure trove. How could he not be excited?

“I will take care of them tomorrow. To be honest, I am impatient to get more information about the queen and the Supreme Daughter from them.” Sol would rather avoid complicated situations if he did not need to. But the elves were now his servants and it was his duty to take care of them.

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Milia nodded and passed a folder to everyone present.

“I would also like to change a few things. Our initial schedule has not been able to keep track of the situation and with the Elf Queen bringing the meeting forward, we need to reformulate everything.”

They had so many things to do that it was downright maddening but everyone managed to calm their nerves.

Sol looked at the list, and a smile formed on his face. He loved all the events noted on the list but their timings were left ambiguous.

Clara took over and started explaining. She made him remember to take care of the matter regarding Chloe.

Chloe was an angel and the angels had requested her return. It was necessary to decide his stance on this matter.

If I can convince her. Then… He thought to himself. If he could get her then this would help greatly in his fight against the angels. He grinned, he truly couldn’t wait to fight the angels.

“Lady Chloe aside, we have four months until the impeachments follow through. Ideally, in those four months, you should do whatever you want. But I believe there is a way to make things even better and more efficient.”

She proceeded to explain her plan and the way she came up with for him to acquire more than everything he deserved.

“If we have to summarize all the major upcoming events then. Weddings, coronations, alliances, rewards, punishments, protection, and a few more.” Clara clearly enunciated everything on the agenda. Her voice was calm and gave everyone a feeling of confidence.

“The first order is the alliance. We need you to meet Elf Queen Satella and discuss the future of Southern Pride. Ideally, you should take one princess or the queen herself in marriage. But it’s important to know that while we technically follow a form of freedom of choice and movement, the power of the Queen is not that great.” To become Queen one needed to prove themselves.

Things such as favoritism were not allowed, otherwise, the elves would not appreciate the chosen princess.

“Following you will be Lady Persephone and Lady Camelia and Lady Pandora if possible. Two are very strong and should be able to handle everything I think Lady Camelia needs to breathe some fresh air. The Fountain of Youth might be able to heal the wounds her body has sustained in the war. As for Pandora, I believe Lady Satella will be more inclined to listen if she realizes the gravity of the situation.”

Sol smiled. This Fountain of Youth might serve as a way for him to hide the way he healed Camelia. This was the perfect camouflage for him.

“While you are dealing with the elves, I would like to request the assistance of Lady Lilith to keep an eye on the witches as they work on the protection system of our capital and surrounding places of importance. I would also like to ask for Lady Kali to follow us.” Kali was one of the most skilled and knowledgeable Witch after Ambrosia and Clara wanted her.

Befana showed no surprise when the fact was revealed. She knew very well that it would be stupid of Sol to leave everything to them without any supervision.

“I guess after you come back, we will finally be able to deal with your wedding.” La Befana said with a smile, prompting Sol to smile back in return.

Sol had not forgotten Medea, how could he? He was waiting impatiently for their wedding to take place, and for that, everything needed to be perfect.

“Then, after the wedding… It will finally be your coronation,” Milia said with a smile, a single tear rolling off the corner of her eyes.

Seeing Sol now made her nostalgic. He had changed so much after all. But she liked this feeling. She liked those changes and she hoped he would be able to live a long and fruitful life.

For Milia, the most important was the coronation. In fact, she even argued about putting it before the wedding. But now that she had a good reflection on the matters, good things should always be kept for last.

She closed her eyes and imagined her lord walking majestically through the throne room before finally sitting on the throne that was rightfully his and becoming the official King of all humanity, recognized by the whole world.

She simply had to wait for now.