Ataraxia Abyss
Chapter 22: Belterre

"What do you want me to do?!" Regal is currently at the palace, precisely Avior's workplace which has now returned to Wimbledon.

"I want you to go with me to conduct diplomacy to strengthen our country's relations with allies." Avior answered Regal, but Regal sighed. "I know what a delegation is! But you want to go to Belterre?! It's the country of the Dragons!!" Regal has his own reasons why he turned down this contract. Belterre is a country inhabited by Dragons, beings whose power is almost the same as those of demons and even Gods.

"Call them as allies simply because of our grain exports, castaga... We'll die as soon as they see our horse-drawn carriage." Avior calmly took out a letter and gave it to Regal.

"Those who invited us." Avior calmed the young man down as Regal read the letter carefully. "Invitation for the Bludblume festival?! Gosh..." Regal who realized it instantly put his letter on the table and stood up.

"You want me to come and fight with strong fighters from other countries? In the dragon area?! You want to electrify the world with the rise of the Nephilim race after the dark ages?!

You're the only ordinary human being who can know what blood is flowing in me! Moreover, the Dragons who have the sharpest sense of smell in the world!" Regal this time was furious, but Avior remained calm.

"I chose you because the Knight Captain will be in charge of guarding the King during the match. Comeon! You're also lucky you want to win or lose, I'm sure there will be a lot of people offering you contracts after you show strength." The words made Regal sit down and calm down.

Regal read the letter back, while Avior massaged Regal's shoulder with his hand to calm Regal down.

"I know it looks like we want to kill you, but believe me if we don't plan on doing that, we just want to show the world a miracle born after the dark ages..."

Regal breathed. "Usually I'll avoid a contract from an asshole..."

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After agreeing to it, Regal went along with the King, the Captain of the Knights and Grandmage in the same horse carriage as some of the cavalry guarding them.

"You look agitated, son..." King Geralt asked Regal who currently looked wary.

"The famous Dragons love to look for trouble. Especially with humans, demons, and holy beings. And damn it I'm all three..." Regal's complaint made everyone laugh.

"Don't worry son, we'll protect you." Avior tried to calm Regal down, but there was currently one person who avoided Regal's gaze. It was Klaus who was currently one carriage with them.

"You've grown up, son..." Regal stared cynically at Klaus and replied. "Well... I was trapped in a Dungeon with a different flow of time. Thanks to you of course."

Although Regal is grateful to have met Adrian, but he still hates Klaus because he did nothing even though he already knows that Regal was persecuted by his family.

The atmosphere finally broke out a moment after they entered the Belterre gate. They could all see many humans wandering along the way, but they knew that those people were no ordinary humans.

Regal saw the dragons that were told in the books in the Abyss were currently in their human form, they said,suppressing the power to create a civilization is harmonious instead of a barbarian civilization where the strong are powerful as in ancient times.

Although their civilization was more peaceful, but it could be seen that this kingdom was built close to forests and mountains, apparently they could not live in a place completely different from their natural habitat...

His chariot stopped in front of Belterre's palace. The maids lead the guests to the party hall, where Regal can see representatives from other countries already on the come. Elves, Dwarves, Beast-mans and many neutral races from all corners of the Evria continent came here.

Regal and the Wimbledon troupe's views focused on a group, dressed in white and yellow priestly clothing. From looking at their clothes and manner of speech alone Regal already knew it was a representative of the Holy Kingdom.

"I think it's only that we are appointed by the Council as representatives of humanity?" Ask Regal. Avior answered while rubbing his beard. "It seems they want to ride..." Regal knew that too, they could not be expelled on the grounds that the guests were not invited because of their strong influence in the eyes of the community. But the greeting from the group next door finally caught the attention of all of them.

"Welcome to Belterre. King Geralt Wimbledon XIV." A beautiful mature woman appears and why they, silver hair and unnatural golden eyes make Regal realize that it is the current Queen Belterre.

"Thank you for the welcome. Empress of Pure Silver, Queen Eleanor Belterre." Geralt and Eleanor greeted each other, while Regal continued to pay attention to the surroundings. He again saw one of the delegates from the Holy Kingdom. The brown-skinned man who seemed to be from the eastern continent had a strong air of hatred as his eyes looked at Regal. But the man finally went to follow his entourage who went back to walking.

"Who is this young man?" Eleanor asked about Regal. Hearing that Regal lowered his head and introduced himself. "My name is Regal, a Mercenary. I'm here as a Wimbledon representative for the tournament."

Eleanor smiled slightly, Regal has already sensed it from earlier. After Regal observed the man, he could feel that he was being watched. Regal believes it was the work of the Queen, he is sad because at this time the Queen looks like she already knows everything.

"I didn't expect that someone as attractive as you had appeared in this world after all this time... All right, how about we enjoy the party?" Everyone continued their party, while Regal leaned on the balcony with a glass of wine in his hand.

As he enjoyed the beautiful scenery from up there, he could hear the sound of approaching steps but Regal did not turn around. A woman stood next to Regal and asked him.

"Can I join?" Regal finally saw the woman, the 17-year-old woman standing next to him. She was very beautiful with her beautiful body, silver hair and golden eyes that could tell anyone that she was the son of Queen Eleanor.

For some reason when their eyes met each other, Regal either wanted to feel alert or fascinated. The beauty of the woman was truly enchanting, yet Regal was able to see other things from that beautiful body.

His hands and feet, his posture and the way he breathed could be seen. Regal always meets the woman his beauty can tempt Regal, but this is the first time Regal fell in love because of the aura possessed by a woman. Even his soul and Mana were overflowing like he was in flames, but Regal did not consider it a threat.

Regal was so fascinated that he didn't realize she was asking him. "ah! Please..." Finally Regal saw the view from the balcony along with the beautiful woman next to him.

"If you don't mind, may I know your name?" Regal asked with his chivalrous face. The woman smiled and replied. "My name is Callen Belterre, daughter of Queen Eleanor Belterre."

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