Cave King – 103

Chapter 103 – We chose a diplomat!


“Wh-what is this old man!?”

The other humans that came to the island with Leila were watching Mappa swing his hammer at the smithy. And their jaws had dropped.

“This is most surprising… Though, the giant tree and various monsters were also surprising…”

“So he wasn’t just a half naked old man and a talented dancer…”

I understood how they felt.

While Mappa was a dwarf, he looked very close to a human.

However, Mappa was currently hitting metal with his hammer at a speed and precision that was impossible for most living creatures.

Even those that did not know much about smithing were in awe as they watched.

However, when they saw the finished product, which was a detailed bronze statue of Mappa himself, they looked a little taken aback.

Mappa proudly stood next to the statue and posed for them.

Leila watched this with her usual, emotionless expression, and then she turned to me.

“So it’s not just food and weapons. You have workers and crafters. I wonder, how did you accomplish all of this?”

It wasn’t a joke, and she did not laugh. She really was a calm person…

“Indeed… I guess you could say that my crest, ‘Cave King’ was a really good fit for this island…”

Without the combination of Cave King and Sheorl, none of this would have been possible.

In fact, I would have been dead a long time ago.

But then again, I would never have been sent here if it were not for the crest, so perhaps it was all fate.

Leila looked down at the crest on my hand and muttered.

“The crest that they all mocked you for… And Sheorl was seen as such a worthless place.”

“Yeah. You really never know what will happen in life…”

“If my imprisoned father knew about this… He would be filled with regret. Regret over annulling the engagement.”

I could hear a little irritation in Leila’s voice.

Judging by the way that she had been talking, it seemed like she had no intention of rescuing her father, Duke Barleon.

“Maybe you’re being too harsh on him…it’s not just your father. No one would have wanted their daughter to be engaged to me.”

“Whatever you say, in the end it just means that none of them had a good eye. Well, except for me. I knew.”

It didn’t seem like she just wanted to act tough, or mock her father.

Her crest was ‘Prophet.’

This crest…allowed her to predict the future. Well, it wasn’t as accurate as that. It was closer to fortune telling, and she only understood things vaguely.

However, Leila had predicted that I would be king one day.

In other words, I would overtake my elder brothers and take my father’s position…

I had thought that such a thing was impossible, and indeed, it had not happened.

But I had become the leader of a country in the end. Though in a very different way…

“Well, I suppose your prophecy came true after all…”

“You agree? To be honest, my prophecies are wrong more often than right.”

Perhaps she herself didn’t see her crest as being much more than fortune telling.

“Prophecies are just prophecies. So, about the underground of this island…”

“There is something amazing, isn’t there? An old man called Baris told me about it earlier.”

“You’ve already heard?”

“Yes. And about how you met the residents here.”

Leila was someone that I could trust.

And so I had told Baris and Rienna to tell her what she wanted to know.

“Even if we ignore what was decided in the meeting earlier, you should continue to dig in the caves.”

“You don’t need to tell me that. Besides, it would help the island grow.”

“Yes. And I want to help you.”

“We’d be happy to accept your help. But…I don’t really know if there’s anything you can…”


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