Kingdom Building Rpg の小説・ストーリー

Dante being my number two and good fighter would naturally come with me. "They will only allow two wolves in and the king has taken personal offence." I rolled my eyes "He wants the works. The king has been itching for a battle to prove his power for a while." "Will it come to that?" Dante asked, sitting up properly and looking concerned. The Kingdom had not known battle for a long time, other than a few rouge fights here and there. The rouges refused to be under anyone's rule and were largely disorganised, making for short and easy battles. The official werewolf packs had all fallen into line under the King decades ago. Getting to a battle with a proper pack meant war. Everyone would

Willie only knew that he could not stay at the bottom this whole time. He wanted to climb up to be above everyone. If he still did his best to serve his employer as before, it was estimated that he might not even have reached Infinity Rank, or only barely enter it. However, he had broken through to partial Eternal Realm not long ago. This was the gap between the two tactics. In Star Kingdom, talent was of course important, but resources were even more important. No matter how great one’s talent was, it was also difficult to achieve something if one did not have the resources.

She trailed off, the silence heavy with unspoken alternatives. The King turned toward the great map carved into the marble floor between their thrones. The Raven Kingdom gleamed black on its inlaid surface, the Peacock lands a shining green beside it. "If he cannot bring back an alliance through marriage, then he must earn it another way. Land, wealth, loyalty — something Nox and all of the other Royals cannot dismiss."

My name is Aldho Fallmoer, I am the crown prince of the kingdom of Lamris. Oh yeah, I can tell a human's status from title, name, age, amount of magic, and power. Truly a strange world, this kingdom is also still with medieval European buildings. Since I could walk, I tried to go to the window and when I opened it, it turned out that it was on the top floor of a palace. You can see a wide field filled with dozens of soldiers passing by, next to the palace there is a 5m high wall. The wall that separates the palace from the city has European-style houses for several kilometers. At the end of the city there is another large wall that borders the forest as far as the eye can see.

He never ceased to speak of the kings of the Kingdom. Balzemom wasn't an ordinary kingdom. It had five villages, each with its own species and king. The Kingdom was made of five species: demons, vampires, dragons, werewolves, and fairies. And each species had a king who lived in a magnificent palace in the mountains. Every year, ten youths were selected as guards for the kings. That was two from each species. However, since I was born, I'd never shown any signs of which species I belonged to. My parents were mixed, so there was no telling whether I was a werewolf, a vampire, or both.

my father's last words dance in my mind as the carriage rolls towards the gates. The angel kings will be hosting a grand banquet to commemorate their decade long success in saving the kingdom from the weyr of rogue dragons that had nearly wiped out the race of humansin the kingdom. It is rumoured that Royals from far kingdoms will be in attendance, including the famous Princess of Wolfsburg. The angel kings may be the wealthiest and most powerful kings, but not even their kingdom can withstand attacks by rogue dragons for eternity. They need the help of foreign armies as the kingdom has lost too many soldiers, yet the attacks by the wild dragons are becoming more frequent.

Did they prepare this overnight while I was sleeping? “Unlike the regular packs, where the firstborn son is the automatic heir to the territory, the Royals have a different rule. Any of the King’s offspring could become the next King.” He spoke as he turned to face me. “Or Queen. Thus, the Royal Game was born, giving any Royal Princess a fair chance to rule the Kingdom with her mate or husband.” Goosebumps rose from my skin as he continued speaking.

And control? Well, the dukes were obsessed with it. And don’t even get me started on the other kingdoms. I read their stats like I was reading character sheets for a MMORPG: The West Kingdom No oceans. No dungeons. But mountains for days. Good for mining. Metals, stones, smithing. Think dwarves, forges, big axes, grumpy nobles. Second most powerful, but not magical. They relied on alliances and trade. The East Kingdom Desert. Dry. Hot. Political snakes in silk robes.

Umma Magajiya said with a corning smile on her face. "What are you doing to do now?" Farida ask. Umma Magajiya gives her wicked grin and said "I promise that I'll make our blood sit on the throne and rule the entire Kano, am gonna uphold my promise and I have the perfect leverage to get you the title, YOU need to get a male child". Farida shook her head, Thinking of thousands ways to make that happened. ****

He thought as his eyes sparkled in amazement. Their parents laughed in amusement. "It is the most beautiful kingdom in this country, we say." They said. Sybb looked at them. "Well, each kingdom has its own beauty, but the East Kingdom– " they said and smiled as they looked at the East kingdom. Their eyes are similarly filled with awe. " – it is always beautiful." They said. Their kingdom, the West Kingdom, is in summer since their father, Sommer, is representing summer. Sometimes the kingdom is in the winter season because their mother, Fria, makes it winter so that Sybb and Laggas, as well as their own people, can enjoy the snow.