Shameless On Another Level.
1096 Words
"I don't think that's any of your business, right?" Jax replied with a frown on his face.
He could sense that his cunning brother was attempting to pry into his secret of how he managed to eliminate so many Tier 1 wolves in such a short time.
Jerome was taken aback by Jax's response.
He had anticipated various different reactions from Jax, but a direct dismissal was not one of them.
"Well, don't act so greedy for a little information, I just thought you would be proud to boast about your warriors who are less equipped," Jerome jeered at Jax's soldiers,
who clearly lacked proper equipment and even had their upper bodies exposed, The warriors accompanying Jerome burst into laughter, but Jax simply stared at Jerome with indifference.
"Don't be like that, considering I did warn you about the impending war with the orc empire," Jerome attempted to coax Jax into revealing his secrets.
He had a hunch that whatever was responsible for the swift disappearance of the Tier 1 wolves was an external aid sent by their father to protect his thirteenth and seemingly weakest Child ( Jax ) .
Just as Jerome's imagination ran wild, one of the warriors who had ridden with him stepped forward and whispered something into his ear.
Jerome's eyes sparkled as he looked at Connor.
"Wow, I just learned a very interesting fact, It seems you have a Tier 1 warrior with a solid foundation, I wouldn't have discovered this if not for my captain, who sensed his aura," Jerome exclaimed.
"So tell me, little brother, why is Dad so generous to you? He sent you six Tier 1 warriors with a solid foundation, whereas the least he sent to his other children was just five, What's the reason behind this favoritism?" Jerome asked.
Jax remained silent for a moment, processing the information. Finally, he replied,
"What do you mean, Dad sent me six Tier 1 warriors with a solid foundation?, That man has never supported me in any way, I never even received the promised warriors that he was supposed to send to all his subsidiaries."
"Oh, that's where you're wrong. Dad actually sent you around a thousand Tier 1 warriors who had just awakened their energy, and about five Tier 1 warriors who were already at the peak level," Jerome responded with a smug expression.
"Let me tell you an interesting detail, When I was given a part of Dad's kingdom, I received the same amount of soldiers, But I was never satisfied. I knew that if I wanted to rise above all the other subsidiaries under him and reach the ranks of our elder brothers and sisters," Jerome paused, releasing a lot of information.
"I would have to become the king of a Tier 2 kingdom, That's the starting point to become a candidate worthy of Father's attention," Jerome confidently stated.
Jax felt his anger rising within him as he looked at his brother, now realizing that his village had been left unprotected when he first transmigrated into his new body.
It was clear that whatever happened to those warriors had something to do with Jerome.
Though he was a king, he felt abandoned by his father.
But now, Jax realized there was more to this situation than he had ever imagined.
Someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes.
"Of course, I swallowed all of them, I couldn't allow such a fat cake to go to waste in this small town of yours, And since they had to pass through my city to get to your village , I invited them for a drink before they continued their journey the next day," Jerome explained, his superiority evident.
"Then, I hosted a grand banquet for them, With my superior intelligence, I was able to convince them to join me instead of working for you, I made sure to emphasize how you are a bastard son and how they may never get the chance to break through if they worked in a small village," Jerome boasted.
"Compared to all the benefits my city could offer them, it didn't seem like a significant loss to convince them to switch sides."
" Thanks to their defection, I now have a formidable force of over two thousand soldiers and ten captains," Jerome explained proudly, gesturing towards the man who had just spoken, one of his Tier 1 captains who had his dual swords elegantly positioned on the sides of his horse.
Jax couldn't help but feel a surge of anger at this display.
"Wow, you've really managed to infuriate me," he retorted, his frustration evident.
He scanned the warriors who had accompanied Jerome, deducing that most of them might be Tier 1 fighters previously stationed to be in his own village but changed there lordship when they decided to serve Jerome
Such a thing his father would overlook since in a sense they were still under another of his son, jax looked at most of them who called themselves warriors, but still
Yet, despite their pride, promises and rewards had enticed them to cast their lot with Jax's brother, thereby making him their new king.
"Regarding the matter at hand, how did our dad still manage to send a warrior to you without my knowledge?, Moreover, I'm surprised to see that you possess over a hundred and fifty Tier 1 warriors, even if they pale in comparison to my army, because After careful consideration and observing their lack of equipment, I can only conclude..."
"You didn't receive any of those warriors from our dad, as he would never send warriors without proper equipment, It's surprising to see your ability to recruit warriors without any support from him. But I'm sorry, because today, I plan to bring you back to square one,"
Jerome stated smugly, a self-assured smile on his face.
"Oh, I'd love to see how you're going to do that," Jax responded defiantly.
"Hey, I'd be more than willing to have you work for me. I promise to pay you double what he's offering, and in my army of 2000 strong warriors, your prestige would be even higher, And let me assure you, I'm close to becoming a Tier 1 warrior myself."
Jerome continued, trying to tempt Connor
"Not only that, but once a few of my captains reach the Tier 2 level, I might even have my kingdom upgrad to a Tier 2 kingdom."
Jax was taken aback by Jerome's audacity.
He never expected his shameless brother to attempt poaching his own recruit right in front of him.
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