Hello, first of all I would like to say that English is not my native language and that I am helping myself with some online tools to translate this, if you find any errors please tell me and I will try to correct it as quickly as possible.
They had been the worst two years Claudia had ever had in her life.
It had all started two years ago with the death of her husband Klaus, one day the man was fine and the next he appeared dead on his desk, despite the fact that he maintained his serene attitude for the public Claudia cried for her husband for weeks.
She had broken down every time she was alone begging the goddess to give her husband back, but to no avail, Klaus never came back.
Then came the tragedies, they had the greatest battle that Oestia had known in centuries one that although it was welded by an alliance victory saw its power reduced to unprecedented levels, many nobles had died in such battles and thousands of soldiers alike, Altogether the alliance now has a pitiful strength of only 10,000 soldiers and they are all rookies.
Alicia her apprentice had lost her parents in that battle because they had led Feoh's army together in the fight, Prim lost her father, the last family she had left apart from her sister and her cousin, and many others died like Lord Pantielle and his heir which ended up leaving at the head of the Pantielle house that unfortunate excuse for being human that is Michelle Pantielle.
The kingdoms that make up the alliance of Oestia saw their strength diminished…but not the Black Dogs.
Claudia had earned the reputation of being a paranoid woman who sees enemies even in the shadows, it was a trait she acquired when she was for years the bodyguard of the high queen, even when she became the ruler of her own kingdom and a shield of Oestia. he couldn't give up his paranoid way of looking at people.
That made Claudia trust few people, Klaus her husband was one of them, then there was Grave Levantine her now ex-stepfather, her protégé Alicia and she also trusts the high queen of Oestia.
Outside of them he did not trust anyone else and much less did he trust the black dogs, he always saw them for what they are a group whose loyalty is towards money and not towards the kingdom, that thought made him never trust them too much despite the great feats that were accumulating over the years.
And it turns out that those who were least harmed by that chaotic battle were the black dogs, before the battle they had about 100,000 troops and after the battle they had 90,000 they had only used 10,000 soldiers and from what Claudia saw in that battle they did not send the most talented, knowing how important such an event was, anyone would expect them to send much more and that on top of that they were the talented not a small number composed almost entirely of green boys.
Claudia had openly accused the black dogs of not having provided the necessary support to the battle, but Vault had defended himself by having the rest of his troops protect the border in anticipation that the battle of Canort would be just a distraction, the rest were content. with that excuse…but not her.
He rubbed his face in a pitiful attempt to get rid of the tiredness, he looked at the now empty bottle of wine that rests on the side of his desk, then he looked at the map of Oestia in front of him, he let out a heavy sigh as he rested his head on the desk. desk.
—Klaus— She whispered as she tried to remember the feeling of her late husband's touch on her body, a failed attempt, Klaus was never a man of great sexual appetite and she was always a busy woman, they had few intimate moments and now she regretted it. This is because he realizes that he can't even remember the feeling of the kisses they shared.
She misses that without a doubt, despite the fact that two years have passed, she still misses her husband a lot, and seems to be the only one in the entire kingdom who does.
It had only taken them three months, three bloody months for marriage proposals to start pouring in from left to right, when the first one came to her Claudia was furious, eager to go and confront the cold-hearted one who had sent her a marriage proposal at Maria's funeral. her husband was only three months old.
But he held back for the good of all he held back I ignored the proposal, that was the first of hundreds, families from all over Oestia had sent him proposals from great houses hoping to gain more power by betrothed to a queen to small houses that they hoped that her status as an old woman and a widow would cause her to choose some lesser house.
All the proposals were equally insulting in her eyes and she didn't even bother to read them, remarriage was not something uncommon in Oestia, polygamy is in fact something practiced and completely accepted by both faith and law, but Claudia told her. she had pledged her heart to Klaus and him alone.
And so she refused to take any mate, no matter how many advantages it might bring her some compromise, no matter how much she could get a fertile lover and have an heir to her throne, no matter how much it might even give her the thrill that Klaus never gave her. sexual life…Claudia did not have the courage to give her heart and body to anyone other than her late husband.
And that is why she is selfish, the battle of Canort showed her how easy it was to lose her life, houses had been extinguished in such a battle and others were inherited by incompetents, she could have died in that battle and thus would have left Ken without a clear leader because he never had children, so if he was selfish.
Klaus himself had tried to convince her to take a second husband, one that could get her pregnant, but he was selfish and refused, he loved Klaus, he loved him too much to the point that only he could do something that everyone believed was impossible, make Claudia think of another. thing that in his duty.
As queen it was also her duty to produce an heir and she never did despite everyone asking her even though Klaus himself asked her and even now she was selfish even towards her own husband, he knew he would die sooner or later the illness he was suffering from would sooner or later take him to his grave, which is why he had begged Claudia on many occasions to find a new husband when he died.
That could be considered Klaus's last wish and she couldn't even fulfill it.
Enjoying being alone, she launched into a slow sob that continued until she fell asleep.
The sun that hits her face ended up waking her up, she had to get up from her chair and stretch to try to clear her muscles of the numbness obtained from having slept in a chair, as soon as she finished she looked with shame at the empty wine bottle.
She had never drunk alcohol in such a large quantity, not before Klaus died, she discovered that alcohol drowns sorrow very well, even if only momentarily.
The only bad thing is that when she got sober again she was ashamed of her own weakness.
She left her office heading towards her room, she was greeted on the way by some castle guards and staff, she gave them light greetings in return.
As soon as he got to his room he got rid of his clothing which quite frankly doesn't cover much of his body, as soon as he did that he went through a door to the side of his room revealing a bathroom already prepared waiting for him.
He got into the bathtub enjoying the aroma of the water scented with oils, he put his whole body in the water leaving only his head apparent and began to relax.
While he was relaxing he began to think about everything he had left to do, he must continue rebuilding his forces so as not to have to depend so much on the mercenaries, he has to investigate the black dogs because the little use of his troops in such an important battle does not allow to seem somewhat suspicious.
And the last thing she wants to do…get a husband.
After several minutes in the shower, he made the decision to go out to get dressed and resume his day, he still has a lot to do and time is short —Claudia— was called.
He had just entered the dining room where he planned to enjoy breakfast, although seeing it now it would be strange to consider it breakfast, he had woken up late and his shower took too long.
Sitting at the table is his adoptive father and former stepfather Grave Levantine, an old man who still retains great vigor, a hero of Oestia who in his younger years created a legend around his name that would not be easy to erase.
When the House of Bern (from which Claudia hails) fell into disgrace due to various debts, Grave took Claudia in as his protégé, acting as a foster father and mentor to her.
She would never thank the man enough, not only for having educated her and making her the woman she is today, but also for having allowed her to meet her late husband Klaus —Father— She replied, showing him a small smile.
—I was informed that you spent the night in your office, that is not a healthy attitude— Claudia kept her expression calm and smiling, not wanting the person she respects the most to see any sign of weakness in her, much less find out that he had gotten drunk and slept in his office because of it.
—I am aware of it, but I have a lot of work to do and the days are too short, we still have to continue recruiting to restore our forces— Grave was impassive at the words of his protégé, giving her only a slight nod of understanding.
"I understand, but don't forget to rest." By the way, a report came apparently the princess of Alfheim will marry the king of Asnolc to stop the war— Claudia had sat down and while her stepfather was talking a servant had brought her a plate of food.
She frowned slightly at such news, from what she knows (which is not little) the kingdom of Asnolc is a kingdom that was born and survives thanks to slavery, considering that Alfheim considers slavery as one of the greatest sins It is more than obvious that such a union is motivated more by necessity than by pleasure —That means that Asnolc is winning the war— She pronounced, aware of the reason for such a union.
Grave nodded. "Alfheim is at a disadvantage and it seems the king of Asnolc gave them the proposal of a compromise to cease hostilities." Claudia's frown only deepened.
That did not smell good at all, Asnolc started and continued the war with Alfheim solely because of his desire to have high elf slaves, although this war has been in existence for less time than the one between Oestia and Carnam, it is still a difficult conflict to stop with an act as simple as a wedding.
—The Goddess wants all this to be just the beginning of a lasting peace between the two kingdoms and not the end of Alfheim— Grave nodded at her words, he remained calmer than her at such news, but he is still aware that such a union could be a big trap.
Valith was always a lucky elf, she was born with an enviable physique with wide hips and large breasts blessed with a beautiful face and beautiful light blue eyes, during her youth many men tried to woo her using all kinds of tactics, from seduction attempts to gifts, even some nobles had come after her hand she who is only a seamstress.
All that stopped when she met Ganer, maybe he wasn't a rich man nor beautiful by elven standards, but he certainly won her heart, she married a kind man, who loves and cares for her like few others would. and she also had two beautiful daughters with him, which for an elf of her age is quite an achievement, most of her race only have children after their 200 years and commonly only one due to the low fertility of their species.
But she is 164 years old and already has two daughters, quite an achievement, adding to that her quiet life in her small town, they may not be rich or exactly well off, but at least they have peace and quiet and that's all she wants. want.
That is why Valith always considered herself a lucky woman, but it seems that her luck was coming to an end, right now she was in the center of the town, surrounding a bruised Asnolc soldier with her people who had just told her the darkest of stories. news.
These men had come to her village to kill all the men and enslave the women…she and her daughters would have been enslaved, her Ganer would have been killed and the only reason why that did not take place was because of the giant being of green skin and arms as thick as herself.
He did not see the act in person, but he did see the destruction caused, just in front of the main entrance to the town was a path of destruction that extended for at least a kilometer, it looked as if the earth itself had been torn and the trees turned to dust.
Like everyone, she heard that scream, a scream made up of three words that resonated with incomparable power and antiquity, as soon as she heard it, she began to feel an unparalleled fear, consuming her, fearing the worst.
At least thirty minutes after the scream, her husband came looking for her and took her to the center of the town where that being known as Ushao was beating a soldier and forcing him to speak, those who told him made everyone's blood run cold.
Not only because of what they planned to do with the people of their town, but because of what all this represented for their kingdom.
That betrothal that everyone in the kingdom had heard about, the king of Asnolc's wedding with the princess of Alfheim that is supposed to end a conflict is nothing but a vile trap, everyone fell silent as soon as they heard such words feeling despair escalate in them.
—B-but… the princess will go to Asnolc for the wedding in a month— Ganer pronounced his face showing fear and bewilderment.
—And they told their soldiers about that plan, what kind of stupid leader leaves a scheme like that to the knowledge of any idiot?— Orsimer pronounced more calmly than anyone who was present.
"Don't hit me!" the soldier begged while Ushao threatened him with his fist "I'm just the leader of Lord Curlet's guard who accompanied us, he informed me of this plan, he was a trusted man of the king, he is All I beg you, forgive me my life!— In response, the Orsimer let out of his hand a green aura which directly hit the soldier, shrinking him to a size small enough that he could be in the hands of a child like a toy.
All those present were surprised by such magic and even more so when Ushao took out of a bag on his waist a jar too big to have been inside that small bag, opened the lid and put the soldier inside and then made small holes in the bag. lid of the jar, those holes were made with his own nails that were more similar to claws than anything else.
"You're not going to get out of here, idiot, they'll need proof if they want to take this case to their leaders, this will be enough," he pronounced, handing the jar to Ganer.
Valith saw the Orsimer as a complete mystery, already from what Lireahil had told him and Ganer considered it a mystery, but now that he saw it that intensified.
His appearance was the first of them, similar to an orc, but more pleasing to the eye, in no case could I consider him beautiful or even cute, but he certainly preferred to look at his face than that of an orc, he was also smaller, most Some of the orcs are 250cm tall some more than that, but Ushao is only 220cm still very big by high elf standards, but by orc standards he was small.
His muscles were also something else, orcs are usually strong there is no doubt about that, but Ushao's muscles were different, she felt as if his muscles were less... wild, although she is not sure why she thinks of that description .
And then there's his intelligence, he's clearly smarter than any orc out there and if the ease with which he does magic is any indicator he's also possibly smarter than anyone else in the room, but amongst all of that, what else was a mystery for her was his lack of desire for her person.
Valith is not dumb or blind, as any beautiful and sexy woman knows that she attracts men, even her own race often stare at her breasts and butt long enough to make it somewhat uncomfortable and that even though they know she is Married, knowing how orcs are, she is sure that if she met one, he would try to rape her instantly.
But Ushao… he didn't care, when he saw her he just said "The soup was delicious" he summoned a pack of spectral wolves and sent them to hunt down the soldiers who had escaped, that was all the attention he gave her.
He didn't look at her again, focusing his eyes on the soldier who was questioning, the village elder and Ganer, the worst thing is that he didn't even seem to make an effort to ignore her and it was the same with all the other women in the village.
She assumed that such behavior is due to the fact that she is not an orc but an Orsimer, or at least that is what her husband and daughter explained to her, both species seemed to have physical similarities, but all the similarities stopped at that because according to what she told Lireahil hers did not eat people or rape women.
"We wouldn't arrive on time," the village elder and technically the leader expressed himself.
—The nearest city is weeks away from here, and any message would take at least two months to reach the capital, when we inform the king it would be too late, the princess would already be in the hands of that sick man— The man's voice was one of defeat , knowing very well that this would be the end of Alfheim —They planned well, our king only had one daughter in his entire life, if they have her and the king dies then that will make the king of Asnolc officially the king of Alfheim…this is the finish.
Ushao put two fingers to his chin and began to caress it while showing in his expression that he was trying to think —Well I might have a solution, I was an archmage, I specialized in destruction, alteration and restoration, when I studied at the school of Hibernalia I had a friend dark elf who experimented a spell on me…I don't want to talk about how bad that turned out, but at least it allowed us to create the metamorphosis spell, it's the one I used to make this bastard small.
The fact that Ushao had a dark elf friend was less of a surprise than the fact that she used magic, after all Olga Discordia the queen of the dark elves has a rare alliance with such monsters that she uses in her war against Oestia.
—What I want to get to is that using the metamorphosis spell I could transform myself into a bird and go to that city, I suppose that if the trips are so slow it is through the forest rather than the distance, flying I could get there in much less time— Al Hearing such news, the heavy atmosphere that was beginning to set in gradually began to fade.
"W-would you do such a thing for us?" The old man uttered, half surprised.
—Yes, yes, that's what I do when I get into trouble where they don't call me, it wouldn't be the first time I've screwed up someone's plot if I had a coin for every time I did it I'd have more than 100…it's not much…but it's strange that it happens so often— Certainly he does not see the importance that they see in this whole situation or if he does and knows how to keep his mind clear.
—But there would be a problem, the moment you set foot in any city they would attack you— Ganer pronounced, there was some fear in his voice, but it was not fear because they would hurt the Orsimer, it was fear that he would defend himself and erase the cities, he saw his power almost in the front row and that would be something he would never forget.
—Shit I forgot that detail, ummm, well I can always take one of you and come with me to act as an intermediary.
As soon as they heard that they all looked at each other, they know that such a proposal is logical, but none really had the courage to step forward or at least it was like that for a few seconds —I'll go with you— Ganer pronounced to the absolute horror of his wife.
—Win, no!— His wife yelled —N-you can't, you don't know what could happen to you, what…what could do to you— The last thing he had tried to say in a whisper for fear of attracting the Orsimer's fury.
—Someone has to go, if he goes alone they will never listen to him and this plot will be carried out and it will be the end of our nation I…— He cast his gaze towards Ushao —I didn't trust him, but I saw what he is capable of, if he wanted to hurt us I would have already done it.
Valith was beginning to despair, she was feeling bad as any woman should who saw her husband wanting to leave with a stranger who resembles the many monsters that for centuries were enemies of anyone who was not of their own kind.
—If it's any consolation, we'll go first to a city, in that place we'll contact a noble, at that time Ganer could come back and I'll go with the noble or at least with a message from him to have an audience with the king, I doubt very much to let me have that audience just because a commoner brought me— The fact that the Orsimer didn't even seem slightly offended by his words brought some security to Valith's heart.
"It's a good plan...if you explain to a nobleman what is happening and show him at least some evidence, he will anger you or give you a safe passage to talk to the king, he would be intrigued as to why one of his noblemen had contact with an or...Orsimer - pronounced the old man.
—It's decided then, we'll go to the nearest city and then I'll come back— Ganer observed his wife approaching her and surrounding her with his arms —I don't want to get away from you and our daughters…but I'm doing this for you, today could have been on a much darker day, we could have lost our Lireahil to monsters and then I could have lost my life and you would be a slave... I didn't trust Ushao, but without him we wouldn't be here talking now so at least I'll give him the benefit of the doubt would you do the same?
She wanted to say no, she wanted to beg him to stay…but Valith was never a selfish woman, she gave Ganer a kiss and hugged him with all her might —Come back, she buried.
He nodded with a smile, they separated and turned to Ushao —The less time we waste, the more time we have to stop this, it would be best to leave as quickly as possible.
—Well, unfortunately I don't think we have time to teach you how to fly, so I won't be able to transform you into a bird, I'll make you smaller so you can climb on my back— Doubtful Ganer nodded, Ushao immediately cast the spell that shrunk the elf to size of a small mouse, again everyone was surprised by such a change.
—Win! Are you okay? - Pronounced his wife scared.
"I'm fine...everything looks weird at this point!" He uttered with a yell that sounded a lot like the noises mice would make but was still understandable.
Ushao nodded, he had the same shine on his hand again and this time he touched himself, in an instant his whole body shone and he went from being a strong 220cm being to a normal sized brown feathered hawk.
He made a sign with his head to Ganer to climb on his back showing that in such a way he cannot speak, the elf obeyed and climbed up, immediately the Orsimer transformed into a falcon took flight, he took the jar containing the soldier with his legs and began to rise through the sky while everyone in town watched them go.
Valith prayed to any god she knew to keep her husband safe on his journey, and she also prayed that the being known as Ushao would do no harm to him or the kingdom.
First appearance of one of Kuroinu's girls, I'm sorry for those who like Klaus, but he won't be present in this fic, if you want to see him alive, look at Dark Lord.
Now as for the plot as you can see things progress, no one trusts Ushao even just Ganer and that's more because he is braver than the rest of his people and because Ushao saved his daughter which undoubtedly creates some trust, I know that some may not like that it is basically using the plot of another hentai (similar to Kuroinu in history, everything is said) but I sincerely think that this can give the story many points in its favor.
I would like to know your opinion, I would also like to know if you want me to add more hentai (similar to Kuroinu) in the plot, for now this small arc is an introduction of Ushao in this world that, although it seems similar to yours, you will soon realize how fucking different it is.