Lord of the Truth

In a small hut in the middle of a forest...

"Waiting again?! They are manufacturing categorized weapons in large numbers, INSIDE MY FVCKING KINGDOM!! What else is there to wait for? Until they come and take my throne?!"

*Kwaaak Wak Wak*

Shouting suddenly exploded inside the hut, frightening all the birds and beasts within a few kilometers, even the experts standing outside the hut had to automatically take a few steps back...

"Calm down, Charles, raising your voice won't solve anything, let's be reasonable."

Charles Dolev, The current King of the Kingdom of Dolivar... 

a man of straight build with a muscular body, his quick hand movements and voice suggest he is a young man or middle aged at best, but his tired features and white hair says otherwise...

"Hmph! whose hand is in water is not like whose hand is in fire, you put off our plans day after day, months after months! until they came to rebuild their army in MY land, using MY minerals, paying MY citizens of MY damn kingdom to make the weapons that would destroy me!!" Charles went on a frenzy again, but his own words hit him hard, and he had to sit back again with his hand on his forehead.

Like most other kings, Charles was only busy with discovering minor heavenly laws and new attacking technologies and left everything administrative to someone else, which in his case is his eldest son, Louis...

But he was forced out after the disaster that befell his kingdom a year ago...

His shock could be imagined when his son came knocking and telling him that they lost half a duchy because of some exploding rabbit hides...

"It is not like we have forsaken you, Charles, we've agreed to meet here to find a solution, right? Let's talk quietly... Tell me more about the subject of those categorized weapons, Are you sure what you're saying?" One of the two men sitting across from Charles spoke without haste

This was Jeffrey Hampton, This was the king of the kingdom of lying water. 

  a man of short height and thick white hair, looking very weak and fragile but with one look in his eyes, one can see them oozing with strength... 

the kingdom of the lying water is right above the Kingdom of Dolivar in the mab and have an extended border with it, and is at the east of the Kingdom of the Black Sun have and also have a huge border with is 

the borders between the Kingdom of the Black Sun and the kingdom of the lying water is much greater than the one between the Kingdom of Dolivar and the Kingdom of the Black Sun, 

It is so huge that it covers both the Duchesses of Alton and Bradley from the east!

Charles replied after calming himself a bit, "Recently, the Burton family started building factories on the occupied lands and offered large wages to the workers... When they opened up the factories and the workers started to look around, those workers were surprised that they were working on strange furnaces that could require cultivators' energy to work, and it can melt high-level metals, and they had already started making categorized weapons as casually as we make iron weapons! they are making categorized weapons in mold!! MOLDS!!!"

"This…" the other two looked at Charles and then at each other, then the third of them asked, "Maybe they are just rumors?"

This was George Oakley, king of the oakleya kingdom. 

burly, taller than the average human, with sharp black eyes and handsome black beard and hair... he didn't look old in any way

His kingdom is extremely far away from both the kingdom of Dolivar and the kingdom of lying waters... but what they have in common is that the oakleya kingdom has a border in the west of the kingdom of the Black Sun, specifically with the Duchy of Julian

Charles shook his head, "Impossible, though I have never seen one of the weapons with my own eyes, yet there are thousands of workers confirming this, and the mining in my occupied lands are all for minerals that are used to manufacture low- and medium-grade categorized weapons... What do I do? As we speak Now they are building more of those demonic factories, they are building my doom in my own lands!!"

After about a minute of silence, King Jeffrey spoke, "... Waiting is good most of the time, it gives us the time to find information, and information is power... but I'm afraid time is not on our side this time..."

King George nodded in agreement.

When Charles saw this, he rejoiced, "Does that mean you're ready to attack at last?"

George shook his head with a sarcastic smile and stood up, "I have no big problems with the Black Sun Kingdom, I have only accepted this alliance because I want a piece of the cake... But now that the plan has hit a wall, I am satisfied with the land that my ancestors had passed down to me, farewell!"

"You traitor!!" Charles stood and released his aura, it was obvious that he is ready to attack at any given moment... if his kingdom was destined to fall, he wouldn't fall alone!

Even the Saints scattered outside the hut also raised their guard to the max, ready to fight at any moment.

"Wait!!" The Lying Water King Jeffrey raised his hands, "You are both kings, for god's sake! you are not kids in the street to act like that... I think have an idea that will satisfy you both."

  "Say what you got," Charles answered but did not look at him nor did he stop his aura, his eyes still fixed on George 

"Obviously we can't wait to try to gather information, our enemy is developing too quickly and won't give us time to think about anything,  I fear that every time we try to delay to find a solution to counter one of their creations, they will develop another...

George, you may not care now but when the Black Sun Kingdom reaches a certain level of power and the balance on which the eight kingdoms stand is broken... they will undoubtedly attack Dolivar then My lying water, but your kingdom will be taken to Under their feet after that, you will have nowhere to hide when that day comes... 

now we are facing them together, but if you left us now you will be dealing with them alone then... Our Alliance started as a way to divide The Black Sun between ourselves, but now it is for survival!" Jeffrey spoke in a low voice

King George replied, shooting, "Enough!! I will not attack now no matter what!! didn't you hear? they are making categorized weapons in molds! what else would you like to listen to know that the Black Sun is not to be missed with?!

Even if we leave the issue of categorized weapons aside as they have not been able to collect much of them yet, it has been almost a year and a half since the war on Dolivar has ended, they must have collected a large number of talismans by now, I will not command my army to jump into a pit of fire, literally pit of fire!"

Charles squeezed his fist, "George!! Don't be indecisive like women, who knows how long the kingdom of Dolivar took to collect those talismans they used in the war? Maybe tens or hundreds of years, maybe they didn't make them in the first place and the man who supplied them with those talismans didn't supply them with anymore, Should we be afraid and stop everything for something that might be an illusion?!"

George looked back at Charles with disgust, "It is impossible that these talismans have been with Dolivar for decades, as you say, and we knew nothing about its existence. 

Their first appearance was in the Eight Kingdoms tournament in which your successor showed his rampant stupidity, and immediately after that they appeared in great numbers in the war. 

You say the man who supplied them with talismans stopped providing? then from where did these strange furnaces appear?! and who makes the talismans that are sold in their auctions every month?... If you want to bet that they don't have many talismans left, Then please go ahead you and Jeffrey, you two attack and take all of the Black Sun under your armpits! 

As for me, I'm not ready... I don't want any of their lands anymore, I'm satisfied with my kingdom as it is, and I leave the future troubles for the future.. now get THE HELL away from My face!!"

In fact, King George Oakley indeed came today with the intention of finding plans for future cooperation and drawing a road map... But hearing about the categorized weapons shattered his last bit of confidence...

The killing intent overwhelmed the small hut and affected those outside it... 

At any moment, the Allies might turn into enemies.