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Back to me,, as I was thinking about how to make the kingdom prosperous.
"Now what I need is to make this kingdom prosperous again, Mimir. Any suggestions?"
Mimir's voice echoed in my mind, calm and amused as always, like an old sage sipping ale under a tree.
"Aye, lad. Now that you've got yourself a kingdom and a fancy throne to sit on, let's not let it rot, eh? Here are a few ideas to get Solara back on its feet faster than a dwarf with fire under his beard."
1."Secure the Borders"
"First thing's first—defense. The walls are shattered worse than my last relationship. Get the mages and craftsmen working together to reconstruct and reinforce them. Use those captured Gloran architects—they've got some skill."
2."Revive the Land"
"Use your divine presence to purify the soil. Your aura alone could probably bless the land into growing golden apples if you focused. Or better yet, channel that energy into a few large-scale blessing rituals. Make the crops grow like crazy."
3."Trade & Roads"
"Get trade routes open. Fix the roads, and send emissaries to nearby neutral or weak kingdoms. Offer 'protection' and fair trade in exchange for goods and alliances. Nothing wins hearts like full bellies and shiny trinkets."
4."Appoint the Right People"
"You've already got Reinhart as general. Good move. But you'll need a council—economists, scholars, healers, and at least one grumpy old bastard who tells you when you're being daft. Trust me."
5."Raise Morale"
"Host festivals, lad. People love food, music, and stories about how you blew up an army with a rasengan-sized sun. Let the legend of King Velsun grow—not out of fear, but love and awe."
After Mimir was done with the planning, I turned my attention to Darius.
"Darius, I appoint you as my prime minister. And I want you to call a meeting and include all the ministers and officials who were appointed when you were the king." I said with a smile.
Darius bowed deeply, his old but sharp eyes gleaming with loyalty and pride.
"As you command, my lord," he said, a faint smile forming beneath his beard.
"It shall be done immediately. I will summon all surviving ministers and officials to the royal council chamber by dusk."
He turned, already barking efficient orders to nearby guards and scribes, his demeanor slipping back into the commanding presence of a seasoned ruler.
Mimir's voice chuckled in your mind.
"A good choice, lad. Darius, as the previous king, has the experience, and now he's got the motivation. Let's just hope the other ministers aren't complete tossers."
Reinhart stepped beside me and gave a slight nod.
"With you as our king and Darius managing the state, this land might just become something legendary."
I nodded at that. But suddenly I turned Reinhart? Didn't I send this guy for interrogation of Glora?
"Reinhart I thought I sent you for the integration of the Glora kingdom. Is it done already?"
Reinhart stood tall, his silver armor still carrying the dust from the campaign, but his tone was composed and efficient.
"Yes, my king," he responded, placing a fist over his chest.
"The integration of the Glora Kingdom should be done very soon I have sent the best men available right now to integrate Glora into Solara."
He continued, voice steady:
"If my estimations are correct, the Solaran troops at key outposts should have begun disarming the remaining Gloran forces."
Then he took a pause before asking.
"My king, what should we do with the remaining Gloran soldiers who will be captured in the integration?"
Then I responded without hesitation. "Give them fair treatment. They may have been enemies, but now they are a part of Solara; they deserve it."
Reinhart smiled.
"As expected, he is kindhearted and just."
"Their capital city should surrender without resistance once news of their king's capture spreads."
Then he added with a confident smirk.
"The civilians would initially be wary, but with your swift victory and fair treatment of the captured soldiers, their fears must have eased by now. They might start calling you the 'Sunborn King.' As people of Solara are also calling you that. Apparently, the sun spell left quite the impression."
Mimir snorted in your mind.
"Sunborn King, eh? That's got a nice ring to it, lad. Just try not to let it go to your head."
"Do you wish to visit Glora yourself, or shall I continue overseeing the final stages of integration?" Reinhart asked, waiting for my word.
"No, it's fine, Reinhart. Stay here for now." I replied to Reinhart.
"But keep an eye out for those who become an obstacle in the integration. If some nobles try to rebel, deal with them in the dark.
Then I turned towards Karlos.
"Karlos."
"What is it, my lord?"
"I want you to assist Reinhart in this task and deal with any threat swiftly, understand?"
Reinhart gave a respectful nod; he had a calm but sharp smirk on his face. "Understood, my king. I already have a few candidates ready for these types of covert operations."
Karlos with a faint glint in his eyes as he placed a hand over his chest and bowed slightly.
"It shall be done, my lord," he said with a dangerous grin.
"If any worms dare rise against your rule… they'll never even see the blade."
His tone was calm but bland. The edge behind his words carried weight.
Mimir's chuckle echoed in your mind.
"Aye lad, you've built yourself quite the fearsome court. One smooth knight and one daemon lord butler—just keep an eye on the latter."
Reinhart added,
"We'll maintain order and ensure the integration is smooth. I won't fail you, Lord Velsun."
With my two most loyal pillars in motion, Solara was beginning to shape into a proper kingdom. Now I will wait for the council meeting that I told Darius to call.
The sun had just dipped below the horizon when I stepped into the grand meeting hall. The air was warm, heavy with anticipation. Golden light from enchanted lamps bathed the room, flickering softly against the polished stone walls. Banners bearing Solara's new insignia—my insignia—hung proudly behind the high table.
I walked in first, calm but imposing, followed closely by Reinhart, Karlos, and Zalario. Darius was already there, standing with a straight back, nodding his head as I approached.
"All the ministers and officials from both Glora and Bermud are present," Darius informed me.
"My lord, be cautious; they are a cunning bunch."
I took my seat at the head of the long table. My fingers tapped against the surface, a rhythm of authority. Everyone fell silent.
"Let's begin," I said.
I raised my hand, signaling Reinhart. "First. Borders. They must be secured. Fortify the key regions. I want scouting operations along every vulnerable stretch. Choose commanders you trust—no second chances."
Reinhart gave me a sharp nod. "Already on it. Patrols are in motion, and fortification plans are underway."
"Good."
I turned to Darius next. "Second—trade and infrastructure. Roads, trade routes, and markets. Rebuild and expand. Get the merchants, builders, and minds you need. I want results."
"As you command," Darius replied, already scribbling down notes.
I stood slowly, scanning the room of gathered officials. Some of them flinched under my gaze, others met it, barely hiding their uncertainty.
"Lastly," I continued, "I will be handpicking the new Council of Solara. I want visionaries. Warriors. Strategists. People who believe in the future we're building."
There were murmurs—some surprised, some defiant.
One of the nobles stood up and yelled, "YOU CAN'T DO THAT... who do you think you are?"
I Sighed in my mind, "Fools like this exist everywhere."
But before I could reply, the entire room felt heavy, so heavy you could cut it with a knife.
Karlos was releasing his aura in the room; it was particularly aimed at the noble who stood up.
Except for me, Zalario, and somewhat Reinhart, but he too was not in very good condition; he too was sweating profusely. All the people present in the room were dreading in despair, with eyes widened in fear and sweating bullets, and the guy who yelled, poor guy, had his entire face pale from this aura alone.
"Karlos, retract your aura." I ordered, and the aura was gone as if it was never there in the first place.
I gave a cold smile towards the nobleman and asked, "Now do you know who I am? And if you still have a problem with me, you can just declare war on me."
After the display of aura, these high humans, just like humans, were shut down; no more complaints came."
"This kingdom is reborn, and I want to start with a new beginning."
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