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Chapter 21: meeting and dwarven kingdom

When a Filipino got Isekai'd with a twist!

"Only I can summon those!"

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the summit, the atmosphere was charged with a mix of relief and urgency. The five heroes—Keith, Josh, Vismond, Chris, and Caine—stood at the center of the gathering, surrounded by the kings and queens of the realm. Emperor Vladimir Viscovadan, a tall figure with a commanding presence, called the meeting to order.

"Thank you all for coming," he began, his voice steady yet filled with the weight of responsibility. "We have witnessed the strength of our enemies—the demon king and his dark allies, the elf king Eldrin, the beast king Maluckis, and the dragon queen Valeria. Their forces are formidable, and we must unite if we are to protect our lands."

The kings and queens murmured in agreement, their expressions a mix of concern and determination. King Maluckis, a towering figure with fur and scales, leaned forward. "The demons have already begun their incursions into my territory. We cannot afford to wait for them to strike again."

"Thank you all for coming," he began, his voice steady yet filled with the weight of responsibility. "We have witnessed the strength of our enemies—the demon king and his dark allies, the elf king Eldrin of the Elvin race, the beast king Maluckis of the Beastmen race, and the dragon queen Valeria. Of the dragonoid race, Queen Jessabel Oseidon of the merman race, their forces are formidable, and we must unite if we are to protect our lands."

Queen Jessabel Oseidon, her voice melodic yet firm, added, "The seas are restless, and I fear the mermen are not the only ones who will suffer. We need a plan, and we need it now."

Emperor Viscovadan nodded, his gaze shifting to the five heroes. "You have proven yourselves in battle, but we need to discuss how you can assist each of our nations. Each of you possesses unique skills that can turn the tide against our enemies."

Cain, the leader of the group, stepped forward. "We are ready to help in any way we can. But we need to understand the specific threats each of your nations faces. Only then can we devise a strategy that plays to our strengths."

Josh, the strategist of the group, chimed in. "Perhaps we should divide our efforts. Each hero could focus on a different region, gathering allies and resources while also training local forces to defend against the impending attacks."

Vismond, known for his healing abilities (Devin cleric but with the stats and skills of an assassin), added, "And we must ensure that our people are prepared for the aftermath of battle. Healing and support will be crucial, especially for those who have already suffered losses."

Chris the mage/sorcerer raised his hand. "I can work on strengthening the magical barriers around each kingdom. If we can buy ourselves some time, we can better prepare for the next wave of attacks."

Caine, the saint's knight with unmatched combat skills, spoke last. "I can lead the charge in the front lines. But I'll need the support of each nation's best fighters. Together, we can form a united front."

Emperor Viscovadan nodded, his expression thoughtful. "It seems we have a plan forming. But we must also consider the political ramifications of our actions. Each nation has its own interests and concerns. We need to ensure that our alliance is strong and that we are all working toward a common goal."

King Eldrin's name hung in the air like a dark cloud. "We cannot underestimate him," King Maluckis warned. "He has the power to sway the hearts of many. If we are to stand against him, we must not only be united in strength but also in purpose."

The tension in the air thickened as the implications of King Maluckis's words settled over the gathering. The kings and queens exchanged wary glances, each aware of the delicate balance of power that hung over their alliance.

Emperor Viscovadan cleared his throat, drawing attention back to the matter at hand. "We must address King Youm of the dwarven nation's influence. His ability to manipulate the sentiments of his people could turn the tide against us if we are not careful. We need to find a way to counteract his sway."

The room fell silent, the weight of Emperor Viscovadan's words hanging heavily in the air. The kings and queens shifted uneasily, their minds racing with the implications of a potential betrayal from within their ranks.

Queen Jessabel Oseidon spoke up, her voice steady despite the tension. "If King Youm is indeed swaying the hearts of his people, we must find a way to counter his influence. Perhaps we can send envoys to his court to remind the dwarf of the strength of our alliance and the dangers posed by the demon king and his allies."

The suggestion hung in the air, a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty. Emperor Viscovadan nodded thoughtfully. "That is a wise course of action, Queen Jessabel. We must remind King Youm of the greater threat that looms over us all. If we can secure his loyalty, it will bolster our ranks significantly."

Keith, the fifth hero (summoner hero), interjected, "I can volunteer to lead the envoy. My experience in negotiations may help sway King Youm back to our side. I'll ensure that he understands the dire consequences of siding with the demon king."

"Very well," Viscovadan replied, a hint of relief in his voice. "But we must also prepare for the possibility that he may not be swayed. We need to have contingencies in place."

The atmosphere in the chamber shifted as the weight of the situation settled over the gathered leaders. The flickering torches cast long shadows on the stone walls, mirroring the uncertainty that loomed over their alliance.

Emperor Viscovadan continued, "While Keith leads the envoy, we must also prepare our defenses. Each of you must rally your forces and ensure that your borders are secure. We cannot afford to be caught off guard." While Emperor Vladimir was about to continue his speech, he was suddenly interrupted by the beast king, King Maluckis, as he glared at Kieth and spoke.

"Are you kidding me, your majesty? Are you going to entrust dwarven matters to a lowly summoner?! Are you taking Sir Youm so lightly to the point that you're just going to send a weak summoner to him? He'll just probably laugh at us and will surely join the demon lord's side."

The tension in the room escalated as King Maluckis's words hung in the air, sharp and accusatory. The other leaders shifted uncomfortably, their gazes darting between the beast king and Keith, who stood resolute despite the insult.

Emperor Viscovadan's brow furrowed, his voice rising slightly to regain control of the meeting. "King Maluckis, we must not allow personal grievances to cloud our judgment. Keith has proven himself time and again. His skills as a summoner are not to be underestimated."

Keith took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the room's scrutiny. "I understand your concerns, King Maluckis. But I believe that diplomacy is as crucial as strength in this situation. If we can appeal to King Youm's sense of duty and the greater good, we may be able to sway him without resorting to force."

King Maluckis snorted, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "And what makes you think a summoner can negotiate with a dwarf? They respect strength above all else. You should be leading the charge into battle, not playing diplomat, and that's why they're considering the option to turn sides. So what a lowly summoner can do to convince him to join our side when a summoner like you is considered just a weapon crate: you couldn't hold any weapons, hence the fight."

The room fell silent, the tension palpable as King Maluckis's words echoed in the stone chamber. Keith felt the heat of embarrassment rise to his cheeks, but he stood firm, refusing to let the beast king's taunts undermine his resolve.

"Welp, I can't disagree with you in that case, about your summoners Sir Beast King, but all of your statements are not applicable to me," Kieth replied. His voice was steady, and he met King Maluckis's glare with unwavering confidence. "While it's true that I may not wield a sword or an axe, my summoning abilities allow me to call forth the most powerful and most efficient weapons just for killing from my world. I also can bring forth weapons of mass destruction that can fight alongside us, weapons that can wipe out a whole kingdom and can turn the tide of battle. Strength comes in many forms, and I believe that my skills can complement the might of your warriors, Sir Beast King."

The room was charged with tension as Keith's words hung in the air, a challenge to King Maluckis's disdain. The beast king's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, it seemed as if he might retort with another insult. But the other leaders, sensing the potential for conflict, leaned in, eager to hear how this confrontation would unfold.

Emperor Viscovadan seized the moment, his voice calm yet authoritative. "Keith speaks truthfully. The strength of our alliance lies not only in brute force but also in the diverse talents we each bring to the table. We must learn to respect one another's abilities, even if they differ from our own."

Queen Jessabel Oseidon nodded in agreement. "Indeed, we are all here for a common purpose. If we allow our differences to divide us, we will surely fall to our enemies. Keith, your summoning skills could indeed provide us with an edge we have yet to explore."

King Maluckis huffed, still unconvinced but recognizing the growing support for Keith. "Very well, summoner. If you believe you can sway King Youm, then I will hold my tongue—for now. But know this: if you fail, it will not only reflect poorly on you but on all of us."

Keith met the beast king's gaze, determination burning in his eyes. "Heh, you got yourself a deal, Sir Majesty. 'I understand the stakes, and I will do everything in my power to ensure our alliance remains strong. And I have a few tricks to sway him."

The atmosphere in the chamber shifted once more, the tension easing slightly as the leaders began to see the potential in Keith's resolve. Emperor Viscovadan nodded, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Then it is settled. Keith will lead the envoy to King Youm, and we will provide you an escort. Each of the nations will select our elite to stand beside you, Sir Hero, and the rest of us will prepare our defenses and rally our forces."

The room buzzed with a renewed sense of purpose as the leaders began to discuss the logistics of the envoy. Emperor Viscovadan gestured for silence, his voice cutting through the chatter. "We will need to act swiftly. Time is of the essence, and we cannot afford to let King Youm's doubts fester."

Queen Jessabel Oseidon stood, her regal presence commanding attention. "I will send my fastest mermen to scout the waters surrounding the dwarven territory. We must ensure that our approach is safe and that we are not ambushed by any of the demon king's forces."

King Maluckis nodded, his expression softening slightly. "And I will send my best warriors to accompany you, Keith. If you are to face King Youm, you will need the strength of the Beastmen at your side. We will not let you go alone."

"As for the other heroes, we will send each one of you to each of the nations that needed reinforcement and help along with some of our troops," Emperor Vlad spoke.

Sir Vismond, you will go and assist the Beastmen kingdom.

Sir Cain, you will assist the merman kingdom.

Sir Josh, you will assist the Dragonoid kingdom.

And, Sir Chris, you will be going to my domain, assisting the village around my kingdom.

The room buzzed with energy as the leaders began to strategize their next moves. Each hero felt the weight of their new responsibilities, but also a sense of purpose ignited within them. The stakes had never been higher, and the fate of their alliance—and their realms—depended on their actions.

Emperor Viscovadan continued, "We will reconvene in three days' time to assess our progress and discuss any developments. Until then, I urge each of you to prepare your forces and ensure that your borders are secure. We cannot afford any surprises.

As the meeting began to disperse, Keith felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. He had never been tasked with such a critical mission before, and the pressure to succeed weighed heavily on him. He turned to his fellow heroes, who were already discussing their plans.

"Are you all ready for this?" Keith asked, trying to gauge their confidence.

Caine nodded. "We've faced worse odds before. We just need to stay focused and work together. I'll make sure the mermen are prepared for any threats while you negotiate with King Youm."

Josh, the strategist, chimed in, "And I'll gather intelligence on the Dragonoid kingdom. If we can understand their strengths and weaknesses, we can better position ourselves to assist them."

Vismond, with a calm demeanor, added, "I'll ensure that the Beastmen are ready to heal and support their warriors. We need to be prepared for the aftermath of any battles that may arise."

Chris, the mage, smiled confidently. "And I'll strengthen the magical barriers around the emperor's domain. If we can keep the demons at bay, it will give us more time to prepare."

Keith felt a surge of gratitude for his friends. "Thank you, everyone. I know we can do this together. Let's make sure we're all ready for whatever comes next."

As the heroes began to gather their supplies and prepare for their respective missions, the atmosphere in the chamber shifted from one of tension to one of determination. Each of them understood the importance of their roles and the need for unity in the face of adversity.

The next morning, as the sun rose over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the land, Keith set out with his escort of elite warriors from the Beastmen kingdom. They traveled through dense forests and rocky terrain, the air thick with anticipation. Keith felt the weight of his mission pressing down on him, but he also felt a sense of purpose. He was determined to prove himself, not just to King Youm, but to all the leaders who had doubted him. As he was accompanied by five people, each one from the five kingdoms. One from beastmen, one from mermen, one from dragonoids, and one from the human race.

As they journeyed through the rugged landscape, Keith took a moment to observe his companions. Each warrior was a testament to their respective kingdoms, embodying the strength and resilience of their people. The Beastman warrior, a hulking figure named Grath, walked with a confident stride, his fur glistening in the sunlight. The merman envoy, a lithe and agile fighter named Lirael, moved gracefully, her scales shimmering like jewels. The Dragonoid warrior, a fierce-looking woman named Kariel, had wings folded tightly against her back, her eyes sharp and alert. Finally, the human knight, Sir Alaric, was a seasoned veteran, his armor polished and his demeanor serious.

As they continued their journey, Keith felt a mix of excitement and apprehension. He had never been in the company of such formidable warriors, and he was acutely aware of the expectations resting on his shoulders. The path ahead was fraught with uncertainty, and the stakes were higher than ever.

"Keep your eyes peeled," Grath said, his voice a low rumble. "The demon king's forces are known to patrol these lands. We can't afford to be caught off guard."

Lirael nodded, her keen senses attuned to the sounds of the forest. "I can scout ahead if needed. My agility allows me to move quickly and quietly through the water and land. I'll be able to spot any threats before they reach us."

Kariel, her wings twitching with anticipation, added, "And if we encounter any enemies, I can take to the skies. Aerial reconnaissance will give us the advantage we need to plan our approach."

Sir Alaric, ever the strategist, chimed in, "Let's keep our formation tight. We need to be ready to respond to any ambush. Keith, stay close to me. Your summoning abilities will be crucial if we find ourselves in a tight spot."

Keith felt a surge of confidence at their words. "Thank you, everyone. I appreciate your support. I'll do my best. But do we need to ride in a carriage? "He asks

"Do you have something better, Sir Hero?" Kariel asks, raising her one eyebrow that gives her a look of a tsundere girl in anime.

Keith chuckled at Kariel's playful challenge, appreciating the lightheartedness amidst the tension of their mission. "Well, I was thinking we could travel on foot or perhaps use some of my summoning abilities to create a more efficient means of transport. I can summon a vehicle that can carry us faster."

Grath raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A vehicle? You can summon something like that?"

Keith nodded, feeling a spark of excitement. "Yes! I can call forth a magical construct that will allow us to travel more swiftly. It won't be as cumbersome as a carriage, and it can navigate rough terrain easily."

Lirael's eyes lit up with curiosity. "That sounds impressive! If it can help us move faster, we should definitely consider it."

Kariel folded her arms, a smirk playing on her lips. "Alright, summoner. Show us what you can do. But if it falls apart halfway through, I'll be the first to say 'I told you so.'"

Keith chuckled again, feeling the camaraderie building among the group. "Fair enough. Just give me a moment; open the window! "As he commands, his summon window pops up, and now he can see his updated summon list.

Keith focused on the summon window that appeared before him, a shimmering portal of light displaying various options. He scrolled through the list, his heart racing with anticipation. Each option represented a different construct he could call forth, each with its own unique abilities and characteristics.

Summon vehicle available.

Military jeep level 4 (with minigun mounted)

Motorcycle level 4 (Ducati type usee can now select model he wants)

Amount bike level 4

Truck-kun level 1

Tank level 1

Jet ski level 1

Keith's eyes widened as he scanned the options, each one more enticing than the last. The military jeep caught his attention, its rugged design promising durability and speed. The motorcycle, sleek and agile, would allow for quick maneuvers, while the truck-kun, with its whimsical charm, could carry a larger group. The tank, however, was a tempting option for sheer firepower, and the jet ski could be useful if they needed to traverse water.

After a moment of deliberation, he made his choice. "I think the military jeep will be our best option. It's sturdy, can carry all of us, and has a mounted minigun for defense if we run into trouble."

Grath nodded approvingly. "That sounds like a solid plan. Let's see what you can summon, summoner."

Keith took a deep breath, focusing his energy as he activated the summoning spell. "Summon: Military Jeep Level 4!"

System "successfully!"

A bright light enveloped the area, and with a low rumble, the military jeep materialized before them. It was a robust vehicle, equipped with all-terrain tires and a gleaming minigun mounted on the roof. The engine purred to life, and the vehicle seemed to radiate power and readiness.

"Whoa!" Lirael exclaimed, her eyes wide with awe. "That's incredible!"

Kariel's smirk widened. "Alright, summoner, you've impressed me. Let's see how it handles on the road."

Keith grinned, feeling a surge of pride. "Hop in, my lady; the front seat is yours to conquer, (wink) everyone! We'll make good time this way."

To be continued...

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