Crownless Reincarnation: New World? Nah I'd win-Chapter 64: World Reserve Bank [1]

[15 May 1568 W.R.]

[Vesseran, Lythanis Kingdom.]

The day had already begun to unfold with the soft rustle of papers on Akamir’s desk.

Some floated in the air as he looked at the logs presented to him.

Necro and Vesha knelt in front of his desk, their heads slightly bowed as they awaited his orders.

’Things are looking good here.’

Akamir thought, leaning back on his chair as he examined all the products they had purchased.

Most of them were items that were at the lower end of pricing compared to what they are sold for in Krivos Kingdom.

’We can easily sell them for twice the amount and everyone will buy them happily.’

All they needed to do was establish a place for a company in Krivos Kingdom.

’I should talk with Elore and see if the church can back it up.’

Things were going well and he was satisfied with the growth of his company.

Akamir placed the logs down as he looked at Vesha or the one wearing her skin.

"I asked you to capture more sums that I can use." Akamir said, looking at her. "Did you do it?"

The short crimson-haired woman looked up at him. "I captured five of them, my lord."

Akamir nodded in response. "Good, we will soon turn them into mimickers."

Vesha lowered her gaze again, her fingers twitching slightly, as if eager to follow his commands.

’This is really fucked up.’

Akamir thought, observing her behaviour.

The thing with the Mimickers was that they don’t have their own free will.

No matter how cruel the crown holder is, they will always serve him with utmost loyalty.

Nothing can make them oppose their king.

Akamir’s eyes lingered on her a moment longer, then shifted to Necro.

"What about the tracking?"

"Rest assured, my lord," Necro replied, his voice dry and hollow as ever. "No one will trace us back to you, we would rather die than bother you."

"No." Akamir sighed. "Just tell me if it’s important."

"As you say, my lord."

"Good." Akamir’s fingers drummed softly against the desk. "Then we move to the next phase."

He stood, causing the room’s floating papers to fall gently to the floor.

"Send the next batch of Mimickers to Velryn city in Aure Kingdom." Akamir said, looking at the map of the three kingdoms.

"I want a warehouse there but keep your presence low there."

Necro nodded once and rose, reaching out to his overcoat’s pocket.

He passed a newspaper to Akamir.

"What’s this?" Akamir asked, taking the newspaper, reading it.

He frowned as soon as he read the headline.

"Do you wish for us to overtake them?" Necro asked, his voice abnormally cold. "They are stepping out of their boundaries."

Akamir let out a sigh as he placed the newspaper down.

"No." He ordered. "Focus on what I told you."

"Yes, my lord."

"I need some time alone." Akamir said, picking up his robe mask and the newspaper. "I will be out for a while."

They both nodded as they moved out of the way. Vesha hesitated but didn’t stop him.

Akamir walked out of the warehouse into the old construction area.

He moved towards the streets while a figure began to float beside him.

Nayomi quietly looked at him without a word.

"They are showing like I am a joke." He said, opening the newspaper again. "What a pain."

The news was on point.

It told the events of Lucien’s birthday and how the kingdom will fall in ruins because of incompetent rulers.

One proposed to a baron’s daughter and the other—.

"What the fuck do they mean by ’in love with a retard?’"

Akamir grumbled as he threw the newspaper in the dustbin.

"How the hell am I a retard?"

"They could be talking about previous Asher." Nayomi replied, holding back her smile. "And I don’t see any reason for them to show you as a better man."

Akamir moved towards the streets as he let out a sigh.

"I know that." He mumbled, rubbing his neck. "Why would they glorify their rival kingdom?"

The newspaper belonged to the Lythanis Kingdom, the one that was the competitor of Krivos Kingdom.

Even though they are diplomatically tied through marriage, that doesn’t mean they are on good terms.

’Hell, they are even trying to take over Krivos Kingdom through Inara.’

And if they got a chance to humiliate Krivos, why would they not take it?

By doing so they are giving their citizens a false sense of satisfaction that they are better.

’I have seen this type of tactic a lot of times and surprisingly it works every damn time.’

Nayomi floated beside him, her form invisible to the crowd.

"Still," she murmured, "they wouldn’t dare print something like this unless they were confident in your silence."

"Confidence and stupidity often look the same until the sword falls." Akamir shrugged. "I mean we have prime examples like Arthur and Lucien."

"Talking about Lucien." Nayomi said, looking at him. "Are you not afraid about what he might do?"

Akamir tilted his head. "And what can he do?"

"I don’t know." She replied sarcastically. "Maybe frame you for killing your brother."

"Aren’t you naive." Akamir replied, shrugging. "He would have already done that if he could."

Akamir stopped walking as the streets grew quieter, the crowd thinning around the old district.

Nayomi tilted her head. "What do you mean?"

"Well, Lucien is smart. If he does frame me, then he knows that I will drag him with me."

Akamir replied, looking into her sky-blue eyes.

"I am sure he did remove everything that related him with his brother’s death."

Nayomi quickly caught up with what he was trying to convey.

"Are you saying there is something else that he is trying to hide?" She said. "Something that he doesn’t want others to know."

"Exactly." Akamir replied, resuming his walk. "That’s why he is being so cautious about me."

Nayomi turned silent as she fell into deep thoughts.

As they turned into a quieter alleyway, the sounds of the market faded as Akamir reached a river that flowed through the centre of the city.

"What about Inara?" Nayomi asked softly. "Have you thought what to do about her?"

Akamir fell silent as he leaned on the stone block used as a partition with the river.

"I don’t know." He mumbled softly. "...I have no idea if I should support her or not."

Akamir, for better or worse, doesn’t know much about the woman.

He does have a vague idea that she is good, but good people also betray others.

Akamir feared that she would turn against him once she becomes a queen.

’For now let’s wait and see.’

He thought, glancing at the river that was devoid of any type of ships.

"It would have been nice if there was a port in Krivos Kingdom." He mumbled, his voice soft. "We could have grown a lot."

"You can’t do anything about that." Nayomi said, looking at him. "No one can do anything."

Akamir just nodded without a word.

Even though there is a port at Krivos Kingdom, it couldn’t be used because of the sea monster.

The gigantic tentacled monster that resides at the depth of the sea and kills anyone that enters his area.

In all three human kingdoms, only Aure Kingdom has a port that doesn’t align with the area of the monster.

Akamir let out a sigh as his gaze moved around the place.

He raised his hand and began to form a rune in the air.

Mana flickered in his hand and a firework formed in the air.

Akamir once again made the same rune, deep in thought.

"Hey, Nayomi." He said, looking at her. "Can you tell me more about runes?"

She tilted her head in confusion. "What do you want to know?"

Akamir hesitated for a while before he let out a sigh.

"Uh, I just....There is a weird feeling that I have when I use them."

He mumbled, rubbing his neck thoughtfully.

"Like these runes are part of something greater.... Something that I can’t understand no matter how much I try."

Nayomi quietly looked at him, surprise flickered in her eyes that she quickly hid.

"That’s a long story." She mumbled softly.

Akamir replied immediately. "I am free for a while."

She let out a sigh as she looked at him.

"...You see, there are five main religions right now."

Her voice echoed in the air.

"But before all this there was only one religion....

....The oldest religion."