Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 653: Dragon race envoy

Delilah accepted the life essence, feeling the surging life energy within it; emotions of desire and fear sprouted in her heart.

The desire was to advance to Legendary level.

The fear was because the terrifying energy of the life essence made her feel unable to control or resist it.

"There's no use rushing this!"

Orion offered comfort. Delilah wasn't the only one unable to advance quickly.

The one who had lingered at this stage the longest was the abyss dragon.

Orion had not only given it the resources to advance to lord but also granted it a territory.

The abyss dragon's territory was on the Moonveil Plains, adjacent to Gustalon's Wind Fortress.

However, Xalathar, this fellow, despite being nourished by Orion's blood essence, was still unable to advance to Legendary level after much delay.

Sometimes, Orion also wondered what reason was causing Xalathar to consistently fail to reach Legendary level.

Next was Gustalon; he also hadn't advanced.

As an elemental being, Gustalon remaining stuck at this stage for so long also puzzled Orion greatly.

Also an elemental being, Lumi had advanced quietly without Orion paying much attention.

Orion pondered; he had to find a chance to talk to Gustalon and put some pressure on him.

And then, there was Onyx.

Onyx's and Delilah's situations were similar; their innate potential was slightly lacking. Remaining at the Alpha peak stage was a perfectly normal thing.

To be honest, in Orion's heart, his expectations for Onyx and Delilah were not as strong as those for Gustalon and the abyss dragon.

"Next, you will continue to oversee Stoneheart City."

Orion pillowed his hands behind his head, gazed at the ceiling, and lazily uttered these words.

Although his tone wasn't very serious, Delilah, being extremely astute, immediately detected something unusual.

Delilah looked up, quietly watching Orion. For a fleeting moment, she seemed to see the pressure Orion shouldered.

Delilah blinked, dispelling the illusion before her eyes.

"Has something happened to the Stoneheart Horde?"

When Orion showed such an expression, it usually meant something had happened.

"It's not that something happened, but rather, the previous plan."

"The Ten-City Plan!"

The Ten-City Plan was the Stoneheart Horde's initial development goal in the south, aiming to connect the original Beastfolk territory, giant territory, and blood elf territory.

As well as the part of the territory ceded by the ogre race after the lizardfolk invasion.

"Buffalofolk City, Obsidian City, Delilah City, and Lilith City—these four are not enough. We need to quickly build the ten cities in the plan and gather the scattered subjects in the territory."

Orion wanted to break through to arch lord, wanted the right to speak, so he urgently needed faith.

"Do you have choices in mind?"

If Orion brought it up, he definitely had some ideas.

The one executing the plan was Delilah; there were some things she had to clarify first.

"The Ironbone Tribe was the earliest to follow me after your group. Furthermore, Thundar is still the Tribe's Elder of Combat. Count them in."

"The Starveil giant tribe has already proven their loyalty through their actions. The former Starveil City was changed by me to Stoneheart City. Now, I will give them back a new Starveil City, give them back their dignity and pride."

Delilah listened quietly without speaking.

She knew very well that even counting the Ironbone Giants and Starveil Giants, it was only six cities; four were still missing.

"Along this journey, Slagor's lizardmen have also contributed a lot. Count them in."

"The trolls of the Barren Mountains also count. Gronthar and Brakthul have both become Alpha-level; their race has shown some promise."

"Dirtclaw's gnoll race also counts. He's your man; make good use of him."

For the last spot, Orion hesitated, wondering whether to give it to the Beastfolk race or the Orcs.

Just as he was about to say it, Delilah spoke.

"Please give it to the Thunderstorm Bearmen!"

"In this invasion war, we relied entirely on the Shield Warrior armies to hold the front. They are very honest and sturdy. Their losses were somewhat large, but no one uttered a single complaint."

"Moreover, the Thunderstorm Bearmen produced the two brothers, Brontes and Steropes; they have also rendered meritorious service to the horde."

This was Delilah's suggestion. When she spoke, her tone was extremely gentle, and her reasoning was sound.

Of course, in Delilah's heart, the Shield Warrior armies were indeed very reliable.

In fact, this was Delilah's test.

She wanted to see if, while Orion was hesitating, her words could influence his decision to some extent.

This was a very dangerous maneuver; one misstep could incur Orion's wrath.

Therefore, Delilah was extremely gentle and proactively lowered her head to kiss Orion's chest.

Orion withdrew his gaze from the ceiling, looked down at Delilah kissing him, and gently stroked her disheveled hair.

"Since you've spoken up, then give it to the Thunderstorm Bearmen."

"As for the Beastfolk or Orc, carry them over to the next Ten-City Plan."

Delilah said nothing; she lightly bit Orion's muscle, teasing him.

However, Orion wasn't lustful and made no further moves.

"Remember, in the south, what I want is stability."

"Within thirty years, I don't want the Stoneheart Horde to be dragged into any large-scale wars."

Thirty years—this was the timeframe Orion set for himself, a small goal.

Orion hoped that through cross-realm invasions, he could make the Stoneheart Horde stronger and advance to arch lord himself.

"Is there some change in the situation in the south?"

Delilah was very perceptive. Orion's tone was very serious, as if he was setting the tone for her.

Such actions often concealed apprehension.

"Don't ask too much. When you advance to Legendary level, you will naturally understand!"

Delilah was very obedient, didn't ask further, and silently committed Orion's words to heart.

"This is the spoils of war list from our invading armies."

Since Orion was discussing serious matters, Delilah stopped teasing and took out a list from her storage bag, handing it to Orion.

Orion glanced at it and handed the spoils list back.

"Deposit it all into the treasury!"

The meaning of this sentence was that there were no items Orion himself needed.

Items that seemed very rare in Delilah's eyes were just ordinary goods in Orion's.

"Before coming here, I received two pieces of intelligence."

"Tarn has left the blood elf race and gone to the human kingdom."

"An envoy from the dragon race has come to our Stoneheart City; he wishes to request an audience with you."

Orion picked Delilah up, letting her lean against his chest.

"Relay an order to Tarn: have him go see Kronos."

Orion then asked.

"Do you know what matter the dragon race envoy is here for?"

"I don't know. That fellow is very tight-lipped, only saying he requests to see you."

Orion fell silent; he had an indescribable premonition.

This premonition couldn't be called a bad thing, but it definitely wouldn't be a good thing either.

"Bring him to the castle to see me tomorrow!"

Delilah gave a soft hum of acknowledgment and then brought up recent events in the horde to discuss with Orion.

During the discussion, Delilah continuously rubbed her thighs and breasts against Orion. Faced with this temptation, Orion made love to her again.

It wasn't until midnight that the two of them fell into a deep sleep.