Venessa Sigfreed, the princess of the Vulcan empire who was in charge of the southern border had successfully managed to kill the calamity that invaded their lands after she finally reached the site of the battle.
And now, to avoid furthermore trouble because of the corpse, she had an idea to get rid of it.
"We will put the corpse for an auction in the main trading hub of Oslom. I'm certain many of those adventurer associations and enterprises who trade in raw materials and products made from monsters would spend a lot of money for it." spoke Venessa and then looked around the mauled and torn bodies.
"Make a list of all the fallen soldiers. The money we receive from the auction will be divided and sent to the families of the deceased along with the promised compensation." declared the green-eyed princess.
To her announcement, all the captains in charge were taken aback and felt a sense of respect towards their princess who was using this war trophy of hers to help the families of the martyrs; instead of parading it over the capital to add to her achievements in the eyes of the public unlike the other princes of the Imperial family.
And the money they receive will directly go to the families of the deceased soldiers. That in itself was going to be many times more than what the authorities would give them as compensation.
"Thank you, your highness." spoke a dwarven peak grandmaster knight.
"If we had arrived earlier, many of those would still be alive. This is the least I can do." spoke Venessa as her crestfallen voice resounded.
"All right. We leave for Oslom tomorrow at sunrise." said Venessa as she relayed her orders. Check latest chapters at novel·fire·net
The next morning, two gigantic warships carried the body of jatvuarym using hundreds of metallic chains and cables and a couple of hundred battleships followed this entourage.
And finally, they entered a vast city without any permit because the Imperial sigil on the warship was enough to tell everyone about who this crew belonged to.
A 300 meter tall entrance door that had 2 enormous statues of the dwarves with hammers and axes served as the main entrance to this city and thousands of people entered at the same time.
A city full of thousands of flying vehicles, buildings after buildings built on and spread across over 50 tall mountains appeared in front of their ships.
Each of these buildings was at least 40 stories high and there were multiple layers of settlements every single one of these mountains was at least half a dozen kilometers in perimeter alone.
Yet there were perfect settlements filled with houses, buildings and markets on each of these mountains. A marvel of architecture and brilliant city planning that wasn't possible on earth.
And all these mountains were connected via hundreds of hard stone and metal bridges that facilitated fast-running vehicles such as magic trains and various modes of transportation for the normal populace.
There were even ships and some trains that were as fast as a bullet train and carried thousands of people easily.
Compared to the Rakos empire, the technology here was far advanced as far as construction and industrialization were concerned. And this wasn't even the capital but just one of the major cities of the Vulcan empire in the southern region.
However, without any of the imperial entourage members noticing… there was a group of saints quietly following their ships.
"This… I can read these signboards and carved words over these buildings." said Kahn.
[This… this is the language of the ancient dwarves. And some words…
Impossible! That explains why that princess was so good at using fire!] exclaimed Rathnaar in a befuddled tone.
[This empire… was founded by the Firebornes!] he said.
"Firebornes? What's that?" asked Kahn.
[Not what but who… Firebornes are a superior race that has the highest affinity to fire in the whole world among all the other races.
Unless you're a creature from hell itself, you can't be compared to them. Even True Demons don't have that level of control over fire.
If that princess has the Fireborne bloodline… she is a very powerful woman.] replied the peak saint.
[And if the Firebornes established this empire with dwarves… means we're probably at the biggest weaponsmithing and industrially advanced empire.
Narnia had the highest number of metal ores and minerals back then. If my guess is right, the Firebornes attacked this empire and took over it. And they reformed it with the Dwarven race.
That's just my assumption but that could explain this civilization and this level of impeccable architecture and stable city structure built on mountains.] iterated the first emperor.
"But Rakos empire had dwarves too. I didn't see these types of construction or architecture there." said Kahn with a somber expression.
[Because the dwarves in Rakos empire had outcasts of the dwarven race as their ancestors when I established the empire. I harbored many runaway species and clans at that time.
And not every species could just carry their ancestral heritage and knowledge with them.
But an empire founded by Firebornes and the Dwarven race…
Haha ha! This is going to be a very good vacation spot.] said Rathnaar as he let out an insidious laugh.
"Alright, no time to waste. We're after the body, remember?" said Kahn and they all carefully departed while hiding under Ceril's impeccable illusion barrier.
Two hours later, they finally stopped in the middle of a canyon that had many open grounds and merchant shops.
The arrival of the Imperial warships and the gigantic body of the jatvuarym was noticed by millions of people already. So as if having a premonition… thousands of people.
Let it be merchants, adventurer associations, manufacturing companies, weapon building organizations… all of them were already ready, waiting close to an open ground specifically built to place a monster of this size.
Another hour passed and an auction finally began.
Kahn and the crew who was mixed in the crowd at different entrance points then talked with each other as Kahn gave them orders through telepathy link.
"Alright, everyone. Let's start bidding."