804 King of Caucasus Part 2 (1/2)
”Master priestess, have you discussed the matter with Abu?”, the leader of the elders asked.
Sika's brow had been locked in a serious, straight line. Hearing the elder's inquiry, her brow relaxed and she answered with a smile, ”The village chief has one good trait about him; he knows gratitude. Without Saleen around, do you have any idea how many would have starved to death? Do you think you would have had a chance to argue here?”
The person named Abu was the chief of Sika's village. When a new chief was appointed, he would become an elder himself.
Sika continued, seeing how awkward her answer made the elders feel, ”I'm no longer a warrior with no-name that I once was. Being trusted with the governance of Metatrin City enabled me to learn a lot. I knew clearly who was kind to me. The chief never made me do anything. It was thanks to him that I walked on the path of a combat shaman. Elders, if the Northern Caucasus people were to pose a threat to me, what would any of you get out of it?”
The leader of the elders shook his head and said, ”We will get nothing out of it. Still, I won't like seeing Caucasus people killing each other.”
”I won't want to see that myself, but they have no right to strip me of my right to happiness just because of this. I'm a simple person. If they wrong me, I will make sure that they suffer for it.”
Another elder spoke with a worried expression, ”Master priest, your emotions don't seem to be in the right place, but please...”
These elders were still Southern Caucasus people after all. They would not have liked to see Sika being taken out of the city become the kind of most ancient priestess who would devote their life to all Caucasus people.
”I'm fine. I just feel that once you get your hands on some measure of power, it is only fitting to do something that feels right to yourself. I saved nearly four-hundred-thousand Caucasus people, and yet, they wanted me to give more still. Saleen is the kind of person who would see to his vengeance to the very end, and that means killing every single one of his enemies. If they don't want a genocide to happen, then they best behave themselves. I'm now doing my best to keep saving them,” Sika felt a rush of excitement as she finished speaking her mind.
There was little need for subtlety in communications between Caucasus people.
The elders all felt a chill in their spines upon hearing what Sika said. Sika was with Saleen. There was no doubt that he was courteous to the Caucasus people in general, but if the northern ones overstepped the border, Saleen's methods would have proven much more terrifying that what Sika had described.
The Caucasus people outside the city had little idea that Saleen's underlings were teeming with demons. Regardless of how good Caucasus warriors were in guerrilla warfare, they still hardly had any edge over demons. If they were to wrong Saleen and he sent out his demons to settle the score, there was no doubt that hardly any Caucasus warriors who fought would have survived.
”Master priestess, we understand,” the elders answered bitterly. They were frustrated and their minds were boiling with anguish. Had it not been for the northerners messing things up, Sika would have perhaps considered having one of her children become a priest. From the current looks of things however, it seemed that Sika would keep both of her children with her, and would have definitely go against the idea of having their education entrusted to the villages.
”It seems that you lot have yet to understand me. I have already sent people to clean up the Caucasus people within the city. There will be a great number of mages doing lie detection tests on them. Anyone who fails the tests would be executed. Once their souls return to the Earth, I will hold a service for them personally.”
”Priestess!”
”Relax. This is no excuse, and the mages' way of questioning will be simple. Anyone who has any intention of doing me harm will be weeded out. I will interrogate and judge them in front of everyone, personally.”
Sika had the mages see their guests out as she finished. All nine of them returned to the southern residences glumly, yet Sika was heard laughing her head off in the temple.
Sika had just gotten another troublesome matter out of her way. She might have lost her powers as a priestess when she got married. That was not to say that there was not anything else that she could do. Taking the title of Caucasus King was still a way to protect Caucasus people. The way of the priests had always been using the power of all Caucasus people to empower oneself.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.
Her number of loyal subordinates would keep increasing as the kingdom was established. There would no longer be any need to worry about her children. Both of them would continue to become king at a later age, instead of priests.
Saleen was someone who had some very complex ideas going about in his head.
As the cleansing in the south of the city took place, Caucasus people were taken out and interrogated one by one. The mages were the ones carrying out the questioning, and they had only one question to ask: do you have any intentions of posing a threat to Lord Sika?
The language employed by the mages was the Caucasus language. The word 'threat' had multiple meanings within the language. The warriors who sided with the northern elders' way of thought were singled out, with the total of number of such people being over one-thousand.
The trial was set to take place in the Metatrin Arena on Monday. The arena was large enough to seat tens of thousands and the place would be locked down. Nobles within the city were invited to witness the trial.
A large magic array was set at the front of the raised stage. Grand mages participated in the drawing and crafting of magic paths personally. Temple guards and elite troops of every main camp participated in the trial as well.
Of course, the bulk of the audience, still consisted of a much larger number of Caucasus warriors.