The Thousand Year Dynasty
Anthology 5

"What about the generals and leaders of the Estate, right now, Xig?" tyrion asked the day after they arrived at Gan city.

They lived in one of the royal noble houses of Joren, an acquaintance of Tyrion. On the south side of the city.

"At this time only a few of them still put up a fight by trying to carry out a rebellion movement." Xiggaz answered from the seat opposite Tyrion in the study. "The royal family is now in the southern Galasium region. At the Queen's family residence," he added.

"Did not one of the members of the royal family carry out a resistance movement?" Tyrion asked again.

"Nothing, Sir." Xiggaz shook his head slowly. "It looks like the royal family got a warning as well as waivers from the territory of the Dead Land. By simply putting the King to death and allowing the blood of his descendants and other families to remain alive, as long as they stay away from this central region" he explained.

"Hm. as it turned out," Tyrion said, nodding lightly at Xiggaz's explanation. "The Dead Land area is always doing something risky. It must be because their naive leader and lack of experience is too confident of such a decision" Tyrion said.

"I don't understand that either, sir. The decisions they make are very strange" Xiggaz said. "Even they released me and some of the Guam city prisoners. Without asking anything," he continued, shaking in disbelief.

"More importantly now, who are the people who are still putting up a fight?" Tyrion asked a new question and continued their topic of conversation.

"In the southwest, in the areas of the Nabradia Estate and Solidor, Mr. Julius and Mr. Orinus led a rebellion movement to take back the region" Xiggaz replied quickly. "While Mr. Arias was attacking on the western border of the Cleyra Estate." It appears he dissected his speech to take a short breath, before continuing it again. "Also in the waters around the city of Xin, Mr. Galvin coordinated the former royal sailors to intercept and attack all ships that came in and out of the city. While Mr. Vistralle was doing underground movements in the region of Ceodore and its surroundings."

"Do you think we can contact them and bring them together?" Tyrion asked while propped up by the chin. It looked as if he was thinking about the answer to his question just now.

"Maybe some Real head will find it hard to accept you back, Mr. Tyrion." Xiggaz answered honestly, though he sounded doubtful and cautious.

"Yes, I'm also aware of that. But we still have to contact them. Because this is all for our common good" Tyrion replied.

"Alright, I will try to invite them all here as much as possible" Xiggaz said, nodding in understanding.

"Then what about the other kingdoms in this southern region, Xig? Which side are they on the territory of the Dead Land?" ask Tyrion again.

"According to the news I got, several other royal noble families seemed to be opposite the territory of the Dead Land. Although the kingdom officially does not agree with this.

"It's clear they will not take sides in a region that can take over a single kingdom in just one night" Tyrion said. "Can you arrange it too, so that those people who have the same interests as us, come here to have a meeting, Xig?" tanyanya.

"Maybe it'll take a little while, sir. But I will try to do it as soon as possible" Xiggaz replied quickly as usual.

"Good, Xig. It's okay slow. Now more important are the heads of the Estate and the generals they used to be,"

"Are you really sure you're going to do that, Mr Tyrion? The General and the head of the Estate will not be happy to see your presence," asked Xiggaz who looked worried for the master.

"Yes, I can already imagine their reaction right now. But we still have to do it," Tyrion retorted looking a little resigned.

"Alright then, Mr. Tyrion. I'll invite them right away" Xiggaz said as he stood up from his seat, before seeking permission to leave the room.

"It's going to be a lively meeting" Tyrion said as he watched Xiggaz disappear behind the door.

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Three days later in the middle room of the noble residence where Tyrion lived, there were six Narva men in luxurious clothes typical of the nobles. While four of them use a protective iron plate and carry a sword on their waist.

The six of them were the heads of the Estate and the former General of the Urbar kingdom who were willing to attend to Xiggaz's invitation. Of the twenty-four invitations that have been spread.

The six of them did not wait long in the room. Tyrion immediately entered the room at just some time after the six of them entered.

Everyone looked surprised to see Tyrion emerge from behind the door with Xiggaz.

"How dare you appear again before us, Tyrion? Are you tired of living?!" One of the resolute-faced men with slightly long and disheveled hair immediately got to his feet after seeing Tyrion.

Others also stood up, following the man. Everyone looked surprised at Tyrion's presence. While Tyripn himself only smiled slightly while still walking closer.

"You're a coward who's tired of living, apparently." Another Narva man, who had a bushy bruise on his face, began to pull his sword from the scabbard hanging from his waist. "How dare you poke, at a time like this?" he said it again with a tone wrapped in annoyance.

Xiggaz looked frantically at the blade of the sword that was now being drawn towards Tyrion.

"Hold, Lord Julius! Just wait a minute" said Xiggaz stammering. Trying to hold the man down goes even further.

"Hold it, Julius." There was a voice preventing from behind the man with the sword.

"What are you waiting for, Vistralle? He was the one who destroyed our kingdom and caused the King's Majesty to lose his life" the sword-wielding man called Julius appeared to be unable to accept.

"Propsy. Calm down, Julius. My presence here is not because I am tired of living. Precisely sebsliknya. I want my old life back" Tydion replied calmly as he raised both hands. Signs he's giving up.

"You no longer have life in this southern region, Tyrion," said another Narva man who appeared to be wearing a dark red shirt, the one standing at the very back of the six men in the room.

"Right, this sword is your only choice now, Tyrion!" julius said out loud.

"No need to scream, Julius. At least listen to my explanation before you use your wild sword. Let us speak like civilized nobles," replied Tyrion who still raised both his hands up, before the sword that was drawn towards his face.

"Well, you still want to have a tongue-lick now? I don't care about your explanation. People like you should die at my hands!" And with no one trying to prevent it, Julius quickly drew his sword, and then slashed it into Tyrion's head.

"I have the means and the power to take over the territory of our kingdom!" Tyrion's voice quickly before Julius's sword slash hit him, throwing something clanging as it struck the table.

Hearing Tyrion's words and the sound of a metal chip hitting the table earlier, Julius stopped his slash midway.

Others looked quite surprised when they recognized the metal piece made of bronze on the table. One had a crescent-like image, and the other had a tree-root-like image that spread out symmetrically.

"This is a medal of agreement with the Muggers and Lycan?" There was another Narva man who had a slightly distended stomach, speaking in disbelief after picking up the piece of metal to be sure.

"How did you get this medal?" this time it was Julius who asked with a face of disbelief.

"Now have I attracted enough of all of you?" said Tyrion who slowly lowered his hand and fixed the collar of his catchcoat.

"Alright, Tyrion. You may explain, what do you mean by the plan to take over our kingdom? But don't beat around the bush" said the Narva man who had arrested Julius. Who had long hair neatly tucked back.

"It won't be long. I'll get straight to the point. If you're not interested in what I'm going to talk about, then I'm going to disappear soon and won't step on this central region again for good," tyrion replied as he walked towards one of the seats nearby. Then allow the others to sit down as well, with hand gestures.

Everyone seemed to be imposing restraint. Although it was obvious that they were all upset on their faces, they tried to give Tyrion time to say a word.

"Let's hurry, explain your point immediately," said the slightly distended man after the others had sat on the chair before Tyrion.

"All right then. I'll get straight to the point. Right now I want to propose a coalition to all of you" Tyrion said.

"Coalition? You you?" cut Julius who looks clueless with the meaning of Tyrion's words.

"In addition to the agreements with Mugger and Lycan, I also got help from the northern region" Tyrion continued.

"From the north?" This time it was the turn of the long-haired Narva man who interjected with a question.

"Yes, Vistralle. And I will also ask the kingdoms of this land to join, "Tyrion said later. "But before that, I want you to join this coalition as well" he continued.

"You want to invite these southern mainland kingdoms to unite against the Dead Land?" ask the long-haired Narva man called Vistralle.

"Yes. We must unite forces to bring down the Dead Land. And therefore, I need your abilities as well as some of our people who are now working in the region" Tyrion explained later. "It's not just about me anymore. But it's about taking back our land" he added.

Everyone seemed to be silent thinking about Tyrion's words.

"Are you sure you can get other kingdoms to join this coalition you're about to make?" the slightly potbellied man asked.

"But if those kingdoms help us, they will eventually ask for a reward. What are you going to promise them? Is it part of our territory?" vistralle said.

"Obviously I'm gonna promise them something. And it's just territory, a most reasonable offer" Tyrion replied firmly and confidently.

"So you're going to take that land just to sell it to another kingdom?" Julius is heard starting to sewot.

"Because that's the best path we've got right now. We can take over our land again. Because we know and are able to keep up with the power of the kingdoms in this southern landmass. But another case if we deal with the Dead Land area. We won't be able to keep up with them. Either now, or even later when they get bigger," Tyrion explained at length. "So right now our main concern is to obliterate the Dead Land area first. If not, let alone having territory, eventually with the power they have, they will control this entire southern landmass" he added.

Everyone seemed to be speechless at the thought of Tyrion's sensible speech.

"Because now is our chance. As long as they are still possible to destroy, and as long as they are still not reliable enough to take the decision." Tyrion added on to convince the others.

"I'm interested in your offer, Tyrion," said Vistralle, then to the surprise of the others.

"Vistralle, do you really mean it?" Julius tries to convince Vistralle of his decision.

"But we have to talk about this first. About how the arrangement of duties and ownership of the territory to be obtained in the future" said Vistralle without regard to Julius or others.

"Yes, this is just a meeting of civilized nobles. Let's talk about it, Mr. Vistralle Ceodore." Tyrion began to smile.

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After meeting with the heads of the Estate and the Generals, they continued their meetings and began to contact their other comrades to further increase the power they had.

And even a week later, Tyrion's turn to bring together the heads of influential noble families in other royal regions around the central region.

Still in the same room in the residence where Tyrion lived meanwhile, there were now five Narva men sitting around a long table located in the middle of the room. No exception Tyrion who had already been in that place before the others arrived.

"So what's all this really about, Mr Tyrion? You suddenly disappear in a very precarious moment for your kingdom, and then reappear after it's all done" said an athletic Narva man in a luxurious dark brown dress, the one sitting to the right of Tyrion.

"What would a coward like you want, to use a ruse like this to bring us together here? Are you asking for mercy for a place to live?" The tall, thin man with middle split hair who sat to the left of Tyrion, added.

Xiggaz who stood behind Tyrion seemed to not accept the remark from the Narva man.

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Thancred. There may be misunderstandings about the reality that is happening to my departure from the Urbar kingdom," Tyrion replied calmly. "Well, for starters I will explain the reason for my disappearance from this southern land." Tyrion searched, then straightened his back trying to find a comfortable position to tell a story.

"I first disappeared not because I wanted to escape responsibility. But I have been betrayed by my kingdom. Underline that sentence. They want to sell me to the territory of the Dead Land, in exchange for the cessation of the invading territory," he said later.

"You can ask the important people in the Urbar kingdom about it. Commander, Estate Leader, or Royal Advisor. They will tell me the same thing as I told you. They would've given me up if I hadn't immediately fled the kingdom." Tyrion looked searching again. Some people don't seem to believe the story.

"But it's your right to believe it or not. But definitely giving up and pointing at the scapegoat is not the answer to face the region" Tyrion continued. "Surely you all understand that as well.

"Why now, are you back?" The thin man called Thancred asked again.

"I didn't just disappear to hide. I am also looking for all the help I can get to fight back against the territory of the Dead Land" Tyrion quickly replied. "But it seems that because my efforts have always been blocked, I only got help after it was too late."

Everyone seems to have begun to change their views on Tyrion after hearing his words.

"Well, it's actually a shameful thing for the Urbar kingdom to be told here. But in order for things to become clear and to avoid misunderstandings, I had to tell this at the beginning" Tyrion still dominated the conversation in the room. "So how? Now you know what's really going on, right?"

"I don't really care about your reasons, Mr. Tyrion. But clearly now the kingdom of Urbar no longer exists. Then what do you want by gathering us here?" said a Narva man with a bushy mustache under his nose.

"Is this still about the Dead Land's territory?" The athletic Narva man tried to guess.

"Right, Mr. Kilfe. This is still about the Dead Land area. Since it's obvious to this, we shouldn't just stay quiet, right?" tyrion answered quickly. "That place is a threat to all the regions in this Elder Plains. And sooner or later, with the power they have, we will all be conquered" Tyrion explained.

"But it's true, the region is a threat. With the strength they have, which we cannot surpass, the peace that is being established now is not a real peace" said the only Narva man wearing protective armor in the room. "Because real peace is, when all regions have the same capabilities. And keep that balance of power. If it's like this, we just have to wait until they start teasing us in the future" he explained at length.

"I also agree. Now, peace happens only when they don't want to attack. If one day they want to attack one of these southern plains, then we all will not be able to match it." The middle-aged Narva man who was sitting next to the passionate man added.

"Therefore, we must work together. I've made contact with the kingdom on the north side. They all feel sultry with the region as well" Tyrion responded.

"Did they also harass the north? All I hear is that they're working with the Estrinx government. And their leader was a descendant of the kingdom of Elbrasta. How could the north be angry with them? You don't try to mislead us, Mr. Tyrion," said the mustachioed man, trying to make sure Tyrion entered.

"I know Mr. Hiral still doesn't believe in me in full. But all this time I was in the north. And it seems that the rules regarding the removal of caste and the right of nobility make many northern noble families feel troubled" Tyrion replied. "The slaves and some of their inhabitants began to be influenced by this thought. And not a few of those who protest, not a few who leave the region and their masters" he explained.

Everyone looked back speechless at the thought of Tyrion's sensible speech.

"I know now they have a power that we cannot face alone. But it's not too late now. We can still destroy them, before they can no longer be defeated" Tyrion added.

"But the weapons they have are really very powerful. Our troops once fought their forces while attacking the Holy Land. Their army may not have been more than fifty, but it managed to repel a thousand troops that we had. It really doesn't make any sense. Then how do we defeat a weapon like that?" the middle-aged man spoke. "I don't agree with any arbitrary plan. Which makes our soldiers die with just a house," he continued later.

"Let me experience something like that, Mr. Salire. Those soldiers who died in vain will never happen again" Tyrion replied.

"Do you have a plan, Mr Tyrion?" The middle-aged man called Salire asked.

"I have. As you probably already know. The territory was still relatively new, and with such a large territory to guard and manage, they had to employ as many people as possible. Without seeing the background." Tyrion spoke again. "So there are still very few people who have loyalty to the land today. And I have also managed to contact my people who now work in the region. So we're going to start looking for the weakness of the region, as well as the secrets of their weapons" he continued.

For the umpteenth time, Tyrion's speech made the people who were in that place speech speech speechless and thought.

"But I still can't trust you just like that after what happened, Mr. Tyrion," Hiral said.

"I understand very well your thoughts, Mr. Hiral. Maybe this will make you believe. That our cooperation is no joke." Tyrion took out something from inside the small bag he was carrying earlier. Then put it right in the middle of the table.

"Is this Elbrasta's royal medal? And that jade, if not mistaken, is the emblem of the Crysthea family of Cilum?" Salire looked surprised when she found the two objects that Tyrion placed in the middle of the table. And quickly grabbed it and watched it closely.

A thin square-shaped slab the size of a palm, made of a mixture of silver and bronze. There is a picture of an eagle spreading carved wings on one side.

Then a jade shaped like a tube as big as an index finger, with a five-petalled flower engraving on the bottom, and a leafy twig-like carving appeared to surround the body of the tube.

"Is that real?" Thancred was seen not percaga when he received the medal pieces from Salire.

"You may contact the people responsible for these items, if you consider them to be counterfeit goods, or stolen goods" Tyrion replied calmly.

Then began many spies who were seen assessing and probing towards Tyrion. They seemed to weigh up whether what Tyrion said was honest or a hoax. What Tyrion's real motivation is. Such questions began to fill the heads of everyone in the place in silence.

"And for those of you who think I will only use your troops to retake Urbar territory, you do not need to worry. Because I also have my own army" Tyrion again broke the silence.

"Have you managed to gather the remaining soldiers of Urbar kingdom?" Kilfe asked.

"I'm working on that right now. But at least I have a hundred Lycan troops and a hundred Mugger troops. Who is ready to move at any time" Tyrion replied confidently.

Seen though not spoken, the people in the room were quite amazed to hear the story from Tyrion so far.

"And let's just say that if we want to do this cooperation, then what are your plans to invade the region?" tanya Thancred who looked started to get excited and curious.

"I can only explain my plan, if we all have agreed to this cooperation. So how?" Tyrion began to smile faintly.

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