Way of Overlord
Chapter 42: Plots and Schemes

Chapter 42: Plots and Schemes

There is a tent not far away from the Brolgadhr tribe.

This tent is large and it is surrounded by warriors.

This is the tent of the daughter of Garron the Viper, Ayera the daughter of Garron.

Around the tent there is warriors that was ordered by the Chief of the Utgard tribe to make sure that his daughter would not suffer injustice.

The Brolgadhr tribe had extended their hospitality and give them food and supplies.

And while they did allow the daughter of Garron to walk around the tribe, to trade, and to walk as she pleases, she still is not summoned by the Brolgadhr tribe chief.

By now, a week had passed. Since then, a lot of things had happened. The news had spread to most of the southern chief.

Many of the close tribe around the Brolgadhr tribe feel wary and is waiting to see what the young chief of the Brolgadhr tribe would do

Warriors had come and was recruited by the Brolgadhr tribe. Young men are trained to become warriors, the other develop the tribe area, envoys were sent and all kinds of action was taken making the Brolgadhr tribe seems busy

Ayera is in her tent, lying down on the bed.

Unlike Aeryon, she did not have an advisor to help her see through the fog. So, it take stime for her to understand some things.

She had wondered why Aeryon did not want to see her even after knowing that she is present.

He would send her gifts, supplies, and anything is not lacking but even after doing all this he had never summoned her.

She thought it would be easy.

After all, she doubts that Aeryon does not understand why she was sent here.

Anyone would know that this is her father way of trying to forge an alliance , a deeper connection of alliance

So, she thought that with such an intention, the young chief would welcome her to his tent and spoke about this matter or agree to the betrothal.

But a week had passed and nothing comes from the Brolgadhr tribe. The essence of hospitality was not abandoned but the betrayal is not accepted?

This is quite weird. And because the Brolgadhr tribe did not insult her nor deny any of her request, it could not be said that the Brolgadhr tribe is humiliating her.

She is stuck in this weird situation where she could not retreat or advance.

But of course, only she and her father knows that she is to scheme against Aeryon.

She was already prepared to meet Aeryon and then try to see his weakness. That is the first step.

Who would have thought that she would have failed in the first step already?

And now she understand why even after a few days she is still not being summoned.

"he does not trust me. No, to be more accurate, he doesn’t trust my father"

Ayera got up from her bed and go out of the tent. She looks at the tent in the distance. And her eyes narrowed

"but whether you trust me or not, in the end, you still have to meet me"

She snorted and then goes to her horse, jump on it and then just like yesterday, once again rides toward the Brolgadhr tribe.

...

Shhhhh

The sound of the wind, the grass swaying.

Aeryon is mounted on his horse, perched atop a modest hill

He gazes out into the vast expanse of the Steppe.

The grass stretches out before him, seemingly endless, reminiscent of undulating waves upon the open ocean.

In the distance, a breath-taking sight unfolds as the sun begins its ascent.

Its golden rays paint the horizon in hues of warm oranges and soft pinks, casting a gentle glow over the landscape.

The wind whispers across the plains, its gentle touch caressing Aeryon long, wavy hair

As the first rays of sunlight break through the horizon, they find their way to Aeryon face, illuminating his handsome features.

The golden light dances in his emerald-green eyes, creating a captivating play of shadows and brilliance.

Aeryon closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, taking in the fresh air of the morning. He then exhales and opens his eyes.

For a week, he was occupied with many things. He did not have time to even ride his horse.

Today, however, he take his horse for a ride. Aeryon noticed that the tribes of the Great Steppe take great care of their horses.

While the herds of the Steppe included many animals, horses clearly ranked supreme. And it is not hard to understand why

They are transport, they enabled conquest and the serves as sources of food in the form of meat and milk

And the more horses a person had, the more prestige he commanded in the tribe.

Horse breeders were given much more respect than those who raised cattle or sheep. Men who owned many horses were looked upon almost as aristocrats among the tribesmen.

The people of the Steppe did not use money.

Wealth was determined by the size of the herd.

Families with the biggest herds could send the largest armies and therefore acquire even more wealth.

Certain families grew wealthy enough to dominate their tribes.

Aeryon noticed this similarity with another civilization on his world. It we an empire. An empire of horses forged on horseback

The Mongol Empire

And because of that, he thinks that as long as he follows the same trajectory, he himself could do the same

However, Aeryon knows that he is not Genghis Khan. What he does have an advantage of...is the knowledge of knowing how things would be.

And the people of the great Steppe is not exactly Mongols. Aeryon also knows that the challenges he would face would be different

He is not the kind of guy that could kill forty million people and have that hanging over his head.

Nor, is he interested in raping and pillaging every city

He knows that he could not be merciful in some cases and this is why he is in a dilemma.

The path of the Great Conquerors has always been rife with death and destruction.

"I’ll cross that bridge when I have to"

He caress his horse and thought to himself, what kind of name should he give this horse. Th original Aeryon named his horse, Kilat which translate to Lightning.

Aeryon however wanted a different name.

Alexander had Bucephalus. Lu Bu had Red Hare. Duke Wellington had Copenhagen who accompany him in the Battle of Waterloo

Napoleon had Marengo. Aeryon feel that the name Kilat is the name that the original Aeryon had given.

And now he had taken over and he needs to name this horse. The horse is docile when he is with him but became quite irritated when he is with others.

"I’ll think a name for you" he said as he once again caress the back of the horse.

The horses of the Great Steppe had thick, shaggy coats that shielded them from the weather and short, powerful legs that steadied them in all kinds of terrain.

The horses of the great Steppe is not as elegant or as beautiful as the horses that one would see in competitions for beautiful horses.

But the people of the Great Steppe bred their horses for what they could do, not how they looked.

They almost seem tireless and when they ride, they are as swift as lightning. The people of the Steppe almost lived on their horses

Most conversation and negotiation is conducted on horseback and some even ate drank and slept on their mounts.

This is not unusual as Aeryon himself saw some of his patrolmen do this. But while it is not unusual, it was also not that common.

"there is still many things to learn but I think that they are no different from the Mongols in my world" he thought to himself

Of course, it is not exactly like the Mongols. After all, they are not exactly the same. The great Steppe itself is vaster than the Mongolian Steppe.

When he talked with Mayeux before, they spoke about many things. And yesterday, Mayeux had given him the collection of maps that he had. Aeryon took half a day to look at all of those maps. The maps itself have discrepancies which is to be expected.

The map of the Steppe denotes only large tribes and small tribes are not included.

That kind of map could only be commissioned by the chief leader of the tribe itself as most tribes did not care that much about maps. It is not exactly high on their list of priorities.

The maps of the Steppe itself come from the West Zhou, the kingdom of West Zhou on the west of the Steppe.

And they only noted the large tribes.

Aeryon could understand their logic.

After all, the small tribes are not worthy to be include in the general MP because every year, a few small tribes will be destroyed by some other tribes and a few more would rose up

In such an environment, the maps would be changed every year if they do this kind of thing so they simply noted recognizable natural landmarks or the big tribes.

But one thing is clear after watching all of those maps. The Great Steppe has a reason for it to be called the Great Steppe.

There is an Empire on the South, there is an Empire on the north and there is an empire to the West.

But these three empires is separated by the Great Steppe so even after all of these years, they never met each other.

Just the journey through the Great Steppe alone requires such massive rescues. Of course, if the journey is safe it is nothing worrying.

But precisely because the Great Steppe is not safe that these three Empires never met each other and never establishes contact.

"Just taking over the Steppe alone would take many years" he thought to himself.

If he relied on his own and the simple tribe he have, he would probably take decades to unify the entire Great Steppe.

It might take his whole entire life. Then he could only leave the wish to conquer the other Empires to his sons

But.....and this is his biggest variables

"I have the system" he muttered to himself and there is a smile on his face

for now, the system only gave him simple rewards and basic skill. But he is confident that as long as he keep completing quest, he would get more and more advanced skills.

He sighed but there is a smile on his face. In this world, life is harsh but there is endless possibilities

Living on the edge of life and death, he never felt so alive

And he never felt so motivated before. The moment passes, the wind once again blows and he smiles.

For a moment, he tries not to think of anything and he simply relaxed himself, enjoying the wind, enjoying the sun, enjoying the scent of the grass.

And then he snapped back into focus.

"It is enough rest"

"I guess this is the perfect place" he muttered to himself

"Open status window"

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