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Chapter 202: Terms Of Surrender

Phantasia: The Princess Knight

Grogandon Dwarven capital city…

The dwarven capital was carved out of a large cliff that had two large statues that towered over it. The entrance to the cave city was huge. Big enough that Alicia and her army who were riding the Fan'tals were able to fly right through the entrance with plenty of room to spare. The sounds of weapon fire could be heard all around as the dwarven soldiers attacked the invaders. But each one who attacked was killed instantly by a barrage of magic.

In the thorne room, the dwarf king had an ashen expression on his face as he heard the report. He fully regretted attacking Alastine now. "Your Highness what should we do?"

"You said they have only been killing those who attack them, correct?" The dwarf king asked.

"Yes, your Highness, they have not attacked anything else." The dwarf soldier replied.

"Then issue my order! No one is to attack the people from Alastine. We may be able to settle this without losing any more dwarven lives." The dwarf king ordered. He knew that if the people of Alastine were not killing indiscriminately then that meant there was a chance to talk.

"King Fimot is wise!" A young girl's voice echoed throughout the throne room. The dwarf king looked up to see a young girl floating down from on top of her flying machine, landing on the floor gently. Behind her was a young man who also did the same. "I have come to talk about your complete surrender to the Alastine kingdom."

"Surrender!? To humans!?" King Fimot was enraged. This was like a huge slap to the dwarven ancestors' faces.

"Now hold on before you reject. Based on how you answer this question the terms could be very simple without disgracing your people or your heritage. Why did you attack Alastine?" Alicia asked, her voice turning cold.

Letting out a sigh King Fimot folded his hands in his lap and began to explain."Due to the demonic plagues… We were having a hard time containing them. And they continued to reproduce over and over. The beast king sent word that they would get rid of the demonic plagues as long as we attacked Alastine and helped the joint countries to attack and destroy all the humans there. If I was not faced with a threat of being overrun I would not have done such a thing!"

"I see. Trying to protect your people is a good excuse. My terms of surrender are simple, you will become a vassal state of Alastine but you will keep your right to self rule. You will also pay reparations for the deaths of the Alastine people. As well as sending some of your chief engineers to help advance Alastine magi technology. Of course, each one of them, including you and your advisors, will need to sign a contract with me making it impossible for you all to betray me or Alastine." Alicia layed out her terms.

King Fimot, sat back in his chair as he mulled over the terms he was just offered. "Just to ask, but what will happen if I refuse your terms."

"Then Grodandon will become the second Fernilia." Alicia said coldly without any hesitation as she waved her hand making a large black sphere appear. She then flipped her hand causing the sphere to slowly dropped down to the ground. As it did the ground directly under it began to shatter and turn into dust.

King Fimot's face turned pale. He sighed and nodded his head. "The Grogadon Kingdom surrenders."

Alicia smiled and took out a wooden whistle and tossed it to King Fimot who grabbed it and looked at it with a confused expression. "Believe it or not, that thing there is able to deal with the demonic plague. So if any more show up just use that to take them down."

"Where did you..." Before he could finish his words, Alicia waved her hand and summoned Pcat eared from her space who then in turn respectfully bowed to King Fimot.

Princess Sola stepped forward and said: "I gave it to her."

"I see… Hah… If only I knew… Miss... " King Fimot looked at Alicia and realized he did not catch her name.

"My Name is Alicia, Alicia Von Alastine. Third Princess of the Alastine kingdom." Alicia announced.

"Princess Alicia, I see… It seems the Alastine kingdom will have a bright future ahead of them with you taking up the throne." King Fimot could see that Alicia was not as simple as she seemed.

"I am nothing more than a squire in training. I am only temporally handling the kingdom's matters until I find out where the elves took my Royal Father." Alicia knew that King Fimot already knew her father was captured. So she had no issues speaking about it.

"He should have been brought back to Mytheth Lenora. The old monster who lives there has a grudge against him." King Fimot said, hoping that this information would be a show of good faith to Alicia.

"Then I thank you for the information. Once things are settled here, I will take my leave." Alicia did not want to stay too long. She only wanted to settle things between Alastine and Grogandon and then wipe out the empire and elven soldiers invading Alastine before turning her sites on the Blackstone Empire and Mytheth Lenora. She fingered she would have at least another two months before any more beastmen soldiers appeared. She already had the mages go out and put barriers around each village, town, and city that lead to the south. Each mage would be able to travel quickly thanks to the mini Fan'tals they were riding. This was also a good way to get a better idea of how far the beastmen have traveled. Alicia had decided she would deal with the Beastman Kingdom last.

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Chapter 203: A Day Of Rest

Phantasia: The Princess Knight

King Fimot did not waste time. He quickly sent for his best engineers to head to Alastine to help them with their magi technology development. After signing the binding contract, it was now time for Alicia to leave.

"King Fimot here's hoping that Alastine and Grongandon will have peaceful relations from now on and into the future. At a later date, we will discuss things like trade between the two kingdoms." Alicia gave a slight bow as she said this.

"I look forward to it." King Fimot said with a smile. He then asked: "Are you sure you do not want me to send some soldiers with you to help defend?"

"I thank you for the offer, but Alastine will be just fine. All lands will be reclaimed shortly." Alicia said as she poked the space in front of her. Causing a large tear in space to appear. With a wave of her hand, Alicia and her army that were riding the Fan'tal's, all entered the tear, disappearing from the throne room.

King Fimot sat back on his throne looking at the now empty room. He was glad he made the correct decision. He felt a bit of sympathy for any country that rubbed Alicia the wrong way.

Alicia had directly teleported everyone back to the edge of the capital. She wanted to give everyone a short rest before heading off to deal with the next issue. It would not be more than a day's rest but it was all she could allow at this point. Alicia was getting worried about King Augustus's wellbeing but she also knew that she could not push the men and women who were following her too far without proper rest.

Alicia took this time to go into her space to have a nice long visit with Frey. Since the start of the war, Alicia did not have much time to spend with Frey. This was clearly shown on Frey's pouting face as she sat on Alicia's shoulder. "Mother hates Frey!"

Hearing these words made Alicia's heart sink. "Frey, I am sorry I haven't spent much time with you but we are at war with many countries who are trying to take over our home."Alicia did not know if Frey understood what was happening or understood what her words meant. But she could only explain it in this way since she did not know how else to explain it.

"Frey, your mother is not ignoring you because she wants to. She has no choice at this time." Blake tried to back up Alicia only to see Frey's pout grow any bigger.

Under her breath, Frey whispered: "Even the stinky father of mine is saying the same thing."

Alicia who was the only one who could hear her words burst out laughing while patting Frey's head. "Frey don't call Blake stinky."

"But… Fine… I'm sorry." Frey got up and flew over to Blake and kissed his cheek. "Father when is Frey going to get a sister or brother?"

Everyone went dead silent hearing Frey's question. Alicia's face turned bright red. She wanted to scream that she was still just a little girl! But she knew Frey would not understand. She could only swallow her embarrassment as she said: "Frey, you will not be getting a sister or brother for many years to come. Only when your mother is old enough and ready will such a thing happen."

"Oh..." Frey answered while lowering her head a bit disappointed.

Loeri who was standing at the side was slowly backing away. This did not go unnoticed by Alicia who waved her hand casting a binding spell on to Loeri.

"Akk! Alicia! I swear it was a slip of tongue!" Loeri had fallen over and seemed to be pleading for her life as she looked at Alicia.

"Can you please not teach Frey weird things! Why would you even bring up such things in front of a little girl!?" Alicia reprimanded. She couldn't believe Loeri was filling Frey's head with all these weird ideas!

That night Loeri ended up getting an earful from Alicia on what to say and not say around Frey. Loeri of course was thinking about other things while being lectured and heard none of what was being said to her.

After a big meal, everyone headed off to bed. The next day Alicia would be going to take care of the soldiers who were still on Alastine soil and reclaim the land that they had taken. She was not going to let the citizens venture back out from the capital until she had each place investigated and searched for survivors. She wanted to make sure that returning home was completely safe for the people of Alastine.

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Mytheth Lenora...

In a large castle carved from an old Ancient tree, in the deepest parts of its dungeon, there was a room that was dimly lit. In this room was an old elf looking at the frozen figure in front of him. "To think you would seal yourself! But it will all be for naught since your kingdom will fall under Mytheth rule soon. Though there won't be a single human left to rule!"

"Sir we have trouble!" An elf with a bow on his back rushed into the room, his breathing haggard from how fast he had to run.

"What's the trouble?"

"Sir the capital of Alastine has risen into the sky making it impossible to reach. The object the Beast Kingdom and yourself wanted to get ahold of, was brought along with it."

"Damnit!" The old elf turned and looked at the frozen King Augustus, his eyes turning cold. "Fine, I will take care of it myself! That object belongs to me!" The old elf roared before disappearing from where he stood.

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