Ultra: Dark Shadow Mage, Founding a Magic Empire

Chapter 64: "The Believer" Holsodi, the Ideal of Teton

Black Throne City.

The kingdom has been renamed and the entire planet has been fully developed. Both the ground and the hollow earth have been transformed by magic and technology and have become the residence of the people of the Shadow Empire.

The times are progressing, but because the speed is too fast, Norman asked them to preserve the historical relics as proof of their arrival.

The iconic landmark is the former royal city!

This place still retains the appearance of the past magic industrial revolution. The central royal city is still made of black stone bricks, like an invisible black hole in the middle of the shining city.

However, the people of the Shadow Empire were not afraid, but rather yearned for it.

Because they knew that in the darkness that looked as deep as a black hole, sitting there was their Majesty, their emperor!
The great Shadow Emperor, the supreme and honorable Black King is watching them!

Bless them all the time!

"Is this the Black Throne City? It's really shocking. It's full of magic and filled with the breath of darkness."

Holsodi looked at the castle in front of him and couldn't help but feel reverence in his heart.

He knelt on one knee and saluted in the direction of the palace.

"After being away for a thousand years, I have finally gathered all the necessary materials. Let's go report to His Majesty."

Teton Lava walked in with his big hammer.

When he reached the palace gate, under the watchful eyes of two black knight guards, he simply put down the hammer, put on a magic-suppressing glove, and covered his burning left hand.

"Wow! It can actually temporarily suppress my magic flame! Can I take this away?" Teton asked the guard excitedly.

The guard shook his head and said nothing.

Titon felt it was a pity and could only sigh and walk up the steps of the palace.

Holsodi walked beside him and asked, "How can you be so straightforward? You said before that the hammer is the life of the dwarf and cannot leave his side."

"Yes, but there is one more sentence."

Titon looked forward and said excitedly: "——'The hammer is the life of the dwarves, and it cannot be separated from them no matter what; the god of the hearth is everything to us, and we are willing to give up our lives for him.'"

"Your Majesty, you are our God of Fire!"

"Ah."

Holsodi was not surprised by this answer.

He is not the only one who has a fanatical faith in His Majesty; most people in the empire do so.

Over the past thousand years, Horsodi has seen many races that joined the empire before the Baltans.

There are the people of Landon, the tree people, the dwarves, the goblins, the magic apes of Doron, and the Zerg that have not developed intelligence.

They have their own customs, bottom lines and inviolable reverse scales.

Under your Majesty's governance, they may have conflicts, but they will respect other people's habits.

If these public customs are violated, they may fight each other, and even cause murders. Horsodi has seen many such cases.

But without exception, as long as they meet His Majesty, they will throw their own customs, bottom lines, and even their reverse scales to the wind!

Dedicated to Your Majesty!
This is not false obedience brought about by some terrifying and high-pressure rule, but comes from the heart!
This made Holsodi, who already had great respect for Norman, respect him even more and believe in him even more.

And at this moment, he is finally going to see the Majesty he has been thinking about so much!

Since his appointment, he has not seen his Majesty and has not come to meet Norman in person.

I just reported the situation every now and then and got Norman's reply.

The two of them quickly reached the palace gate, and after the guards reported, the gate opened.

The two entered the hall and saw Norman sitting on the throne.

Horsodi was so excited that he was shaking all over. He couldn't help but kneel down on the ground, prostrating himself and bowing respectfully: "Horsodi, I pay my respects to the Black Shadow Emperor. I greet His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission and found enough materials to create a divine weapon." Teton also saluted Norman. "I'm back."

Norman put down the book in his hand. The books he was reading now were all exchanged from the Kingdom of Light.

The Kingdom of Light also has the habit of recording history. They have recorded the history of civilizations, big and small, in the M40 nebula over the past 78 years.

It just so happens that Norman likes watching these things very much.

"Get up, you've worked hard."

Norman waved his hand, and two more chairs appeared next to the two of them.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The two men stood up and sat down, and then Norman smiled and said, "Holsodi."

"exist!"

When Horsodi heard someone calling him, he immediately stood up again. He did not have the majesty of a great Baltan warrior at all, but rather looked like a child who was at a loss.

"Don't be nervous. I heard that you want to become my personal guard? Don't you want to be the first general of the Baltan people?"

"Yes, compared to being a general, I would rather be by your side and serve you!"

Horsodi had a flash of inspiration and used the words he had just learned.

"Being a personal guard means going to work every day. Are you sure?"

"Yes! I do. I very much do!"

Horsodi said excitedly: "I grew up listening to the legend of your Majesty. Everything I have now is because of your Majesty!"

"I am willing to serve your majesty and fight for you!"

"Hahaha, fine, then I'll appoint you as the commander of my personal guards. Go get the token later!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Others may not understand what Holsodi is thinking, but Norman knows it.

Holsodi is a new Baltan who was retrained by the Shadow Empire and developed on the basis of a clan.

He had been listening to Norman's stories since he was a child, and he understood that his life and everything he had gained came from Norman!

And the most important thing is that this new Baltan is a filial son!
You read that right, he is a filial son of Baltan!

Because he was pious enough, Norman could hear his prayers clearly, and it was also because of his prayers that Norman saved his mother who was in distress.

His mother's life was not over, but was in danger due to a disaster.

If it is because of the exhaustion of life, then Norman will not interfere, but if it is due to a disaster, then it is okay to raise a hand to rescue.

It was because Norman responded to him that he became Norman's most loyal "believer".

It is not the kind of monarch-subject relationship in the Shadow Empire, but the "belief" between God and herdsmen!
"Teton."

"The minister is here."

"The melting pot was already open when you reported in. Your people are waiting for you."

"As you command, I will not let your majesty down!"

There wasn't so much talk with the Tetons.

It’s not that he doesn’t care about Teton, but because the order to find materials for forging the artifact was given by Norman, but the one who really wants to forge the artifact is Teton himself!
Norman was just fulfilling the dreams of his subordinates.

Teton swore to Norman, then stood up and walked out of the hall.

His steps were firm, and after seeing the Kingdom of Light and the many artifacts of the Anperla people, he became more determined in his ideals.

The Shadow Empire needs an extremely powerful artifact, not only for the empire, but also for His Majesty!
They need the power to defend their homes and relieve Your Majesty's worries!
This time, I must succeed!
"For Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)