Chapter 191: Olivio (II)
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Two days have passed.
The castle was busy as it was quickly and efficiently cleaned up and gotten ready for the day.
Large numbers of horseless carriages started to arrive in the morning from all over the continent.
All kings and officers came to listen to the call from elves, dwarves, beasts, and even humankind.
It wasn't often that something this big would happen, but they all knew their kingdoms were in peril.
This was a major committee.
We were all sitting around at a large round table. Each one had a microphone, water, pen, and paper in front of each seat. They were all different kings, sitting down, waiting for the rest to come in. Then, of course, there were their own elite soldiers standing behind them and keeping them safe.
I was sitting in the middle with Olivio next to me. Elcro was standing behind silently, watching everyone's movement.
Already, I felt tired and stuffy in this room.
The air was tense as some of them were already conversing.
The door closed tightly behind a guard standing inside with the last person coming in.
"It seems everyone is here." Elcro was the first to speak up, driving everyone's attention to him. "You all know why you were summoned in a hurry." His voice became heavy.
"Elcro, old friend, you know that some of us have problems with one another," an Elven King spoke up; he was elegant and young. But, unfortunately, the air around him had an arrogant attitude. "Why did you summon the dirty mole?"
"Why I ought to punch the living daylight out of you, right this moment." A dwarven king spoke aloud; he slammed his fist into the table, quivering in anger. "You have no right to be here."
The Elven king snorted, waving his hand in front of him to dismiss the dwarf. This infuriated the Dwarven King even more.
The Dwarven King calmed down with a deep breath. Then, his eyes glared toward the Elven King. "Frey, I heard you weren't there when the Tree of Life fell. So, did you get scared and run away?" He smirked.
A deep frown crossed the Freys lips. "I was out on a mission of my own, and even if I was there, there was nothing that I could do."
The Dwarven King cackled. "Lies. Your so-called mission was probably running away."
A loud slam smashed onto the table. The dwarven King glared, standing up, fuming with anger.
"Take that back."
"No."
"Take it back, Guliven, you don't know what I had to do for my people on my mission. I will take it upon myself as an insult to my people." The Frey shouted, his face turning red.
"Why should I? Your people started a war amongst mine three hundred years ago over a damn tree."
"That tree was part of the sacred tree!"
"A tree for the use of lumber." Guliven huffed. "We dwarves are master crafts, not tree huggers."
Just when a fight was about to start, Olivio spoke out with a roar. "Enough!"
A heavy silence rang throughout the room. I could feel the amount of power Olivio had poured into his yell. It gave a tingling feeling that wouldn't disappear anytime soon.
"Do you not hear yourself?" Olivio spoke. "We are here for war. Not with each other, but a war against our own destruction."
Olivio looked upon each person one by one.
"At the rate that we are squabbling amongst each other, I couldn't help but think that our demise would happen today." Olivio huffed.
"Olivio," Frey said, "the dwarven race are no use; why ask for their help when all they do is coup up inside a mountain?"
"At least it's better than seeing you hug up on a tree and do your ridiculous rain dance," Guliven grumbled under his breath.
"That is neither here nor there. The legendary creatures are moving. All five creatures have awakened, but now they are down to four. I wouldn't be surprised if the Leviathan appearance is their next agenda."
The words leviathan appearing brought an immediate sense of crisis.
"You don't think, you know," Guliven leaned forward as he twitched his beard, "that it's going to bring a tsunami-like the last time?"
"It might."
Guliven shivered. "That was the day when our mountain was submerged as well, taking out half the land."
"You weren't the only one affected," a human king with dirty brown hair, deep creases of line on his forehead, and a majestic beard answered back. "My people still remember that history as our whole town was wiped out as well. Only a few survivors to tell the tale."
"Horus, your people, were unfortunate to be living around the edge of the Divine city port," Olivio spoke. "It was a hub where all types of species came together to trade and create something great."
"Yes. Yes, it was." Frey said with understanding as he nodded his head and sat up a little bit straighter. "I remember it as if it was just yesterday. The city port was filled with freshly caught fish, beautiful buildings perfectly in harmony with the land. We were master craftsmen in making the most astounding port city ever."
Guliven agreed.
"So, you are stating that the Leviathan will be back," Frey asked.
"Absolutely."
"What made you say that?"
"Simple, it's in our legend."
"Ah, I have momentarily forgotten you are part Divine and DRagon. The most I remember you by is a dragon."
Olivio shrugged, "either way, my King has allowed me to represent what we should do next. There have been reports of Julia's sightings at our land. Near the sacred sanctuary of the same port that you have been reminiscing about."
"You're saying that the temple for the resurrection of the Leviathan is there?" Frey gapped.
"Yes."
"I thought that city was destroyed for good."
"It was, but it was eventually rebuilt."
"I see. That is good to hear."
"Are we going to fight against the Leviathan? Do you guys not have a hero amongst you to fight it? You know that we can't normally fight against such being without the weapon." Frey spoke.
"We don't have one as of yet." Olivio spoke, "but we have a possibility of one appearing."
"What do you mean?"
All of them looked curiously at Olivio. Olivio looked to his right, looking straight at me.
The others gazed in the same direction, making me feel very uncomfortable.
"This is Berry. I don't know if you met her."
"I have heard of her," Frey spoke. "You were the one who gave my daughter, Cathay, the honor to be a welder."
I was shocked to hear that Cathy was Frey's daughter.
"I'm sorry."
Frey raised up his hand, shaking his head. "No. You brought honor to my people, and she has saved our people against the Hydra. Without that blessing, we wouldn't be here to this day."
"But-"
Frey stopped me again. "Please, let it go. You did what you could. That was all that mattered."
I couldn't speak up any further. The silence between us was too deep.
"Berry, who do you think would be the new hero to fight against the Hydra?" Horus asked.
They all watched, wondering what I would say.
"I don't know." I bluntly replied. "I don't know who it will be until it happens."
"Well, that's helpful." But, Guliven grunted, "we need the Divine Hero to combat against the Leviathan, or we'll be in trouble."
"The better question is where are the other legendary creatures, and what is the demon King going to attempt their attacks?" I spoke.
"I believe the Titan is already heading toward the port as we speak." An Orc spoke out with spit. He was quite the whole time, listening to the conversation.
"Which direction, Solom?" Olivo asked.
"From the south, coming up north from the Styx Riverbend."
"Any other?"
"The black gryphon and his children had passed over from the west. I thought it was strange that they were moving towards a specific destination. It seems it was the port." The beat king, Jet, spoke up.
"I have yet to hear anything about the Phoenix." Guliven stated, "it's like it disappeared, but my gut is telling me that it's somewhere out there, just waiting to strike."
"That's three monsters; what about Julia?" Frey asked.
"The last report was that she was seen in the Black Forest, but any other news was speculation of the port. It would be best that we start the movement of our army to counter the movement of the legendary creatures. If Our heroes can kill them, we should decimate Julia's forces. This should give us an edge."
"What will you be doing, Berry?" Horus asked.
"I'll be going after Phil."
"To kill him, correct?"
I smiled, not answering his question.
We continued to discuss the peculiarities of what was and was not going to happen. It ran through the whole day, and even the next that I was getting tired of hearing the same heated debate.
Eventually, we finished our agreement and split up to head back to their own countries.
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