The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 698  Throne Room

For a few seconds, the King just stared at Karl, wondering what this young man had done in his life to get a list of titles like that. The presence of the Darklight Host Grand War Champion Tabard unsettled him, but the other titles were no less fearsome.

"Rise, Monarch Karl. The Crown recognizes your contributions to the nation."

Then the King made a gesture, calling the others forward.

{Royal High Priestess of the Red Dragon, Tessa, Hero of the Piltash Satyrs, has entered.}

{Royal High Priestess of the Green Dragon, Grand Healer Lotus, has entered.}

{Murim Battlemage Princess Dana, Epic Summoner of the Golden Dragon Nation, Defender of the Borderlands, has entered.}

{Titanic Berserker Princess Ophelia, Champion of the Dire Bears, has entered.}

While everyone got a title, most of them weren't quite so grand as the ones that Karl had gotten. Well, grand sounding, anyhow. Most of the others directly related to recent events, while the majority of how it had introduced Karl had to do with his accomplishments in the distant past.

The ladies stopped one pace behind Karl, as they hadn't been personally summoned, but had accompanied him here, and politely curtsied for a moment before the King motioned for them to rise.

"Rise, Princesses and High Priestesses. Welcome to the Royal Palace. We appreciate your prompt reply to our summons, as this is a matter of most urgent national security.

As you may have been made aware, the level of our conventional weaponry has been falling behind, due to the resurgence of the System, which has so far proven incompatible with most technological weapons. Theoretically, there is no reason that the spells should not work, but in practice, there are many limitations, and the results have been less than favourable.

As such, we have summoned the Monarch Karl here to develop the practical applications of his Runecrafting skill, in order to produce a batch of weapons for our nation's most powerful Elites."

None of that was anything that they hadn't heard before, but to the other people in the room it was new information, and they all began to give Karl greedy looks, hoping to get something from him while he was here.

If he could make weapons suitable for an Overlord, then they could all benefit, as well as the factions that they represented.

The King continued. "Beginning tomorrow morning, you will be working with the Forgemasters and the Artificers to develop their project. But fear not, the crown will reimburse you handsomely for your skills.

The maids will show you to your suite, and we shall be looking forward to the reports of your success."

That appeared to be a dismissal of sorts, and Karl saw the guards behind the King subtly gesture that he no longer needed to remain at formal attention.

A group of ten maids came to escort Karl and his team to their suite, which seemed a little excessive. But if that was the way that they did things here, Karl wasn't going to complain. Half of the maids were Commanders, he noticed. However, the other half were not mages or system users at all. There was a clear distinction between the two, but not as if the less powerful ones were trainees. More like, the Commanders were hostesses in Maid uniforms.

"Monarch, Princesses. This is your suite. Please allow us to show you around." The Commander Ranked maid standing closest to Karl informed them.

The suite was on an upper level of the Palace, and Karl could see out the window that they had a great view of the courtyard. There were ten bedrooms down hallways off either side of the large main room. Three large ones on one side, seven smaller ones on the other.

The maids briefly hesitated, as if wondering how exactly this group should be split, then began to lead the ladies to the left, and Karl to the right, putting him in the furthest of the larger rooms.

It made sense, both with their Ranks and the gender split, but Karl waited to see what the others' reaction would be to their rooms as he was led to the end of the hall.

"Your suite, Monarch. Is there anything else you need before dinner? I can have a bath run, or perhaps you would prefer a bathing assistant? We also have trained massage therapists available any time."

[Bathing Assistant.] Cara mocked in his mind, leaving no doubt that she hadn't given up on her quest to make sure Thor was the next to find a partner.

Karl winked at the Maid. "I think that someone might object if I chose a bathing assistant, but I will have a bath run. What is the dress code for dinner?"

"Dinner will be in the informal guest dining room. Semi casual is fine. I will be back in the morning with your assigned Maid for the duration of your stay." She replied.

The Commander Rank mage in maid uniform left the room, leaving the unawakened one behind to run the bath and set out towels, slippers and a robe for Karl.

"Are you certain you don't need a bath assistant? It's part of my job, and not what you might be thinking." She whispered, blushing slightly.

Cara appeared on the bathroom floor and stared down the maid, who stared back in confusion, not understanding where the beast came from. Was she being attacked by the guest?

"Cara here is protective. She thinks I shouldn't be in intimate situations with women who aren't going to cuddle her."

The maid giggled. "Well, she is a beauty, I can see why they would want to."

Cara had lost interest now that her point was made, and was about to dump an entire bottle of bubbles into the bath when a voice from the other room stopped her.

"Don't even think about it." Dana's voice shouted from down the hall.

Cara froze, wondering how she had been caught. Then she smirked as she realized that it wasn't about her bath plans. The maids had just offered to help the ladies bathe.

There was laughter from the other rooms, and the maid bowed politely. "If the Monarch and his friends prefer privacy, we can wait outside."

Karl shook his head. "I am certain they will accept the help. That shout was for me, not for their assistants."

"The tribulations of a married man." The maid agreed gently, before relieving Cara of the bottle of bubbles to pour a measured amount into the tub.