Chapter 48: Invitation and Discussions

I looked at the letter of invitation in my table while leaning my cheek into my palm and resting my elbow into the desk. I kept staring at it as a smile crept from my face. I opened the letter while still having a faint smirk painted in my face, and looked at it.

In the letter, it was specifically said that the letter is being addressed to the Devil King, the body contained enormous amount of formalities, like "venerable one" or "your majesty". Apparently, in the Seven Rulers me and my sister are both called Your Majesty despite me having a lower position than her, well all of that was of no importance to me.

I read the contents and stared at it for three seconds before putting the invitation back on a golden envelope and stared at the end wall of my room as I started to think about things and matters about the invitation. So, why would I find a mere letter of invitation from a mere vassal nation, a country that just became a shell of its former glory interesting?

First, I will have to explain what's with the "Addressed to the Devil King" stuff. This matter is actually simple, in this world, not only I am a Ruler of a race, I am also a prince of a nation.

Meaning, I have two titles, namely: "The Second Prince of Valentine" and the "Devil King". This titles will be used in official invitations for just using my name Loki is really disrespectful according to culture, and even though I don't particularly mind, some idiot countries thinks so otherwise, so they will call me by either of this title.

If they want diplomacy related meeting or banquet to discuss future cooperation, possible trading agreement, military alliance, borrowing capital and other stuff the  nation will say "to the second prince", meaning that I am the important one there and they have to do anything to make a negotiation condition that is not too materialistic for me to reject but not also shabby for them to basically just become a bullied kid.

However, my title as the Devil King cannot be used in matter not considered as a racial issue, meaning that the Seven Rulers are the only ones that can use that title to address me without them being killed on the spot, even so, the Rulers will not use the title of each other without any good reason.

Furthermore, this letter is from Camelot, not from a ruler and from Camelot means the magistrate of that nation and if you can remember, I have a strangle hold of the magistrate of that nation.

Well, it seems like my plans, is finally ready to be in full bloom and just needs some "watering" from me.

Going back, with this you can basically scale how just complicated using the title as the King of my race as the address of an unassuming and overly fancy invitation  can be. Well,  calling it unassuming is not really suitable given how important the content is, that in three second their will be a clerk from my sister's palace to ask me to go to and meet her.

Eh? You don't believe me? Look.

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"Loki-sama, a clerk from the palace of the Queen wants to meet you, do you wish to let him in?"

See? Told ya! Anyway, let's stop playing around, I looked at my own clerk that is standing in the door as he made the clerk wait for my instruction on wether he can or cannot enter my office, but of course because it is surely an important matter, I have no reason to reject him.

With a wave of a hand and a little nod, I said: "Let him in."

After that, the clerk came in, the clerk looked normal, his face can be drawn and be practiced with by an amateur artist because of the lack of facial technicalities and its basically just a face, well, I am more surprised that there is a male member of the serving force of the palace of my sister rather than his appearance, so I choose to ignore it completely.

The clerk bowed respectfully in front of me with some kind of a conflicted looking face, well apparently clerks should normally meet me in my throne room, but it's annoying to sit on that stone made chair so who cares about their thoughts, luckily, the Vampire clerk is working for my sister and have a sizeable amount of experience, after a little mishap on his face, he immediately turned professional and went to say what it is that he wanted to convey.

"Loki-sama, the Queen requires your presence in her palace."

Of course she will, after all, she, with a hundred percent of certainty also received  this invitation, with a nod, I replied while taking the invitation from the table and putting it in the inner pocket of my coat.

"Yes, pass the message that the second prince is on his way."

After that, the clerk or the messenger once again bowed with respect in front of me as he walked out of my office with strides that have a little hint of hurry on it, it seems like he is afraid of losing face given that I can travel many times faster than him.

Heeh... So even professionally inclined people such as him is also afraid of losing face, who would have thought. I let out a sigh and stood up, reading a book that just got recently released, I sat down and continued reading. Well, the messenger wants to preserve his face so I might as well help him do so, not like I am in a hurry or anything.

Anyway the book is about a spider who in the first fifty or so chapters was surviving barely for scraps of food by fighting life and death battles everyday but suddenly  became a god that manipulated a whole damned Holy War between humans and demons, you know, typical isekai stuff.

(Author: Yes, its Kumo Desu ga.)

The novel gained popularity and if a novel gained fame in my nation, I mean POPULAR.

Anyway, I read that novel for about an hour or two, and I estimated that the messenger is already in the palace of my sister, I mean, the  twin city of Valentine is not far away from each other so if he didn't strolled around or chased skirts, then he would arrive at the city of my sister early. Thinking of those I put down my book and stood right up, walking out of my office and instructed Chris to take care of the matters temporarily.

Yeah, I felt that this meeting between my sister and I is not simple a brother-sister nor a queen-prince meeting, after all, I am surely not the only Ruler of this world to receive this invitation.

I mean, who would want to meet someone who basically can destroy buildings in a whim be in the same room with them alone right? Atleast, the one who sent this letter want an assurance that if all of us is in the same place, we will have to keep our prestige and not stain it by throwing our fist recklessly.

Thinking of those things, I entered my personal carriage being pulled by two horses, managed by a coachman that have red black and while as the base colors, the colors of Valentine.

After an hour, I finally arrived at the palace of my sister, the soldiers guarding the front gate saluted and tapped their chest plates twice, I nodded and immediately entered the palace of my sister and went to the discussion room, their, I can see the clerk earlier gasping for air sitting his back on a wall heaving a huge sigh of relief.

Oh lord, it seems like he really rushed to be here faster than me.

But seriously, is that dedication or stupidity?

Thinking of those things I entered the room and saw my sister entangling tongue with a woman that have her clothes already on the floor and only her bra and panty is covering her body, she have her eyes already looking on the ceiling and she seem to be in a very submissive state.

The heterochromatic eyes of my sister moved in me who is quite enjoying the scene, she immediately stopped kissing the girl and removed her from her lap.

The girl saw me and immediately stood up.

"I-I'm sorry, I will immediately take my leave!"

She  immediately grabbed her clothes and ran with hurried strides ignoring the fluids flowing out of her crotch.

"Oh, so you're here, now then, please sit, we will have to discuss this."

My sister didn't even made an excuse about what I just saw nor did she said sorry for the scene happened in front of me and brazenly changed the topic as she slid forward the invitation in the side of the round table in front of her and placed it in the middle.

Sometimes, I worry about my sister's image.

I immediately sat and just ignored her not even mentioning the girl that I am sure to be one of those  friends of Igraine that didn't want to have a "Talk with Loki-Sama" segment in my bedroom.

"Have you received one too?"

She placed  both of her hands in front of her and straighten her back as her previously horny expression immediately went back to her serious mode, I immediately nodded and place my invitation in the table.

"Yes, I did."

The two invitations have the same characteristics it has a gold envelope that is addressed to be received  by the Vampire Princess and the Devil King respectively.

My sister narrowed her eyes and looked at me.

"So, shall we go? Or shall we not?"

I widen my eyes and looked at her, what the hell Eris? You can make a decision alone without me, this is a racial matter and not a territorial one.

That's what I wanted to say if I don't know why did she  summon me

As a side note, the only difference is that, we don't interfere with decision making when it is involved Vampires for my sister and Devils for me, only when the whole Valentine in general is having some affairs will we discuss amongst ourselves, yeah I know, it's complicated if two members of the Seven Rulers is in the same territory and the only saving grace is that, the two of us knows how to back down and is not arrogant in front of each other.

She still have the look of seriousness in her even though I looked at her like how I would look to a stupid person, so I naturally have  to say the reasons why we two should go.

"Well, of course we have to, first of all, we will lose ground if we did not, meaning those idiots will come and harass us thinking that we are scared, though I can find ways to exploit their underestimation, our soldiers can obviously not."

I put a  second of pause to gather my thoughts before continuing.

"Second, this meeting will most likely involve the selection of the next hero after Pandora and I am personally interested on who will replace the high caliber hero of two hundred years ago."

I put up every finger everytime I say reasons, well, this is just a habit of mine so there is no deep meaning into it, really.

"I knew it..."

My sister sighed. Knew what?

"Loki, in this invitation, how much of this words are manipulated by you?"

I froze when I hear that and just made an awkward smile, well of course she will know that I am chiding her to come because it is part of my plans, though she will not play a role in it, atleast if the situation didn't required her to do so.

I gave out a long sigh, followed by a wide yet faint smile, containing  both the warmness that of a brother and malevolence that of a devil.

"What are tou talking about? Anyway, we have to go."

My sister remained stoic, but I can feel some emotions piling up that immediately subsided the  second after.

"But we will."