The One-sided Negotiations

A week ago, in a place somewhere on the continent of Isernia, a dark figure was sitting on a chair watching the sky on a night. He was drinking a glass of red wine. He appeared to be in an intense thinking state. Then a man entered the room.

The man was dark blue-haired and was wearing the same coloured armour with his helmet hanging on his hands. He had a chocolate complexion and his face was emotionless. A face of a brutally tortured, socially depressed and the eyes that says "I don't give a fuck about life and this world." He kneeled and said with emotionless words.

"Your Majesty, The army has returned. But there is bad news." He spoke to the man in front of him. The glass of wine broke and the room was making breaking sounds from the extreme pressure of that man's will pressure.

"Please calm down, your Majesty. The castle will fall in ruins with that." The soldier was not a bit intimidated by that rather he was calm telling the man to calm down.

"You you bastard. Do you know WHO YOU ARE TALKING TO? I THOUGHT TOLD YOU TO STOP BRINGING ME BAD NEWS. DIDN'T I FUCKING TELL YOU, HUH? 

HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO RELAY THIS TO THE EMPEROR? FUCKING BASTARD."

The man was too much in anger and the dark figure had red glowing eyes then boom.

A large explosion occurred outside the beautiful castle. The explosion destroyed the forest behind the castle. The dark figure appeared to be a magician and a top-class in this case. The explosion made a 3km diameter crater. In the city in front of the castle, the people were screaming, running and begging for the man to be calm.

"Please STOP THE MONSTER."

"HE IS RAMPAGING AGAIN. STOP HIM."

Many roars could be heard on the streets of The Kingdom of Vanil that day. 

"PREPARE FOR ANOTHER ATTACK. I WILL KILL MY NEPHEW WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS. WE WILL ATTACK AFTER ONE YEAR."

The war was declared and the expressionless agreed and went outside of the room to prepare for the order of his lord.

Back to the present,

William, Dillon and Vrol successfully reached the village of the dwarves. The village is large almost 3 times as large as William's village. The large cave at the centre seemed natural and the dwarves dug out the walls of the cave and colonized it.

The room for the chieftain was at the top. The most luxurious, decorated and furnished room in the whole village. The outer surface was made as a market with general weapons and a trace amount of fruits and vegetables available.

"Lord Dillon and Lord Vrol have arrived with Lord William. Call the chieftain." One of the dwarfs shouted and we were guided to the room of the chieftain. Through the cave with over a hundred steps spiralling through the top.

"Look at him, he was riding Lord Vrol and Lord Dillon seems to be following him. How awesome!"

"Is this child the new leader?"

"Who would agree to follow that brat?"

Such conversations could be heard among the crowd of the dwarves. I wasn't affected even a bit however, Ahmm, Dillon was almost at his limit controlling his anger. He released his Will pressure and made the dwarves shit their pants.

"YOU DARE MOCK MY LORD. I WILL TORMENT YOUR SKIN AND FEED YOU TO THE BEARS. WATCH YOUR SHITTY MOUTHS."

I was happy that he was standing up for me but I didn't want to stain my reputation. So I pulled his ears and everyone was shocked to see that Dillon wasn't doing anything. This was good since I need to force my negotiations. These negotiations were going to be one-sided, for me that is.

We entered the room and a dwarf who was probably 100 I'm in height was kneeling greeting us inside. He had a long white beard and conical brown hat and had his eyes covered by his eyelashes. 

"Hello, My Lord. I, Kili, The leader of the dwarven village welcome you. Please make yourself at home." He let me sit on the chieftain chair and he stood up in front of me.

"So, Kili you have the nerve to make My Lord come all the here, huh?" Vrol spilt his anger but it appears that Dillon was happy that Vrol said his heart's dissatisfaction.

"I am very sorry *kneels*. I was out of the island for a while. I returned just an hour ago. I was gone to the far north in search of an island that we could use to harness ores." I instantly knew he was trying to make negotiations equal.

"Hey, Dillon read him the parchment. Let everyone hear it." I commanded Dillon and he took out the white piece of paper from one of his inner pockets of the overcoat.

"Yes, My Lord...Kili listens carefully, these are the points that Lord William has written himself for this purpose.

•The dwarven village shall be under the rule of Lord William. As such he will own the right to control the village and its resources. You, Kili shall remain as the chieftain of the village however, the main judgments will be made by Lord William.

•This village shall be responsible for the production and distribution of weapons, armour and equipment for the soldiers.

•You shall be under Lord William's wing as his loyal subject and as a representative of the dwarven village. You shall be the named by Lord William himself.

•You will be given the responsibility to research and develop new weapons and equipment.

•Finally, if the above-mentioned points are not accepted. It might be determined as an act of treason towards the Lord of the Land."

Damn, Dillon he even had Lord in every sentence and even said that I will give him a name. And even tried to threaten him. The last point was self-made by Dillon.

"Kili, you will be given many more rights mentioned above. The decision is up to you."

I thought that after the one-sided assault on him he will try to ask for justice but instead, he started laughing and his eyes were shining.

To be continued.