Chapter 188: Triglav

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Chapter 188: Triglav

"My Lords, I, John III Sobieski, present myself to you. I'm a military leader of the South district of the Wester Slavic land. General and leader of the Elite Wing Hussars 1st Regiment "Dragon Slayers of Sky!".

I am extremely honored to receive your praises and gratitude from the people here today. It fills my heart with joy to hear them and you, my lieges, that you're enjoying the festivity."

The man named John said as he bowed in front of the Slavic Gods, who nodded their heads before the man took off his helmet and revealed his face that looked no more than in his 40's, with his white hair and silver eyes that looked like it could see in person soul and find anything it wanted.

The next one to step forward was a man clad in Golden wool, that like the man before, told of his power and the large battle-ax that was strapped on his back radiated so much power that it made Issei and his group cringe, as they felt the power from it.

The man was as tall as his comrade, a good almost 2m, and his gold hair and black eyes made Issei shiver even more than the battle-ax he had. As the warrior stood beside his comrade, he also bowed down before introducing himself to all present.

"My Lord, Gods and honored guests and the people of the Slavic Nations. I, Aleksandar Nevski, present myself to you all. I'm the military leader of the East Slav Nations, general and leader of the Elite Perun's 1st Guard Regiment "Golden Bears!".

I am grateful to have the chance to be here and organize this event with my fellow generals, and it was an even greater honor to be in the presence of these world-class troops and in front of this amazing crowd." Aleksandar said in a respectable voice as he stood up and made his way towards his colleague.

The last one to make his way towards the stands was a man that was taller than both previous generals.

He was a man that was easy over 2m in height and was cladded in blood-red armor that made Issei, for a moment, think that it was his balance-breaker armor. But as he looked closer, it was a bit different and a lot deadlier.

The man stood beside his fellow generals, bowed a bit towards the 2, who returned the gesture, before he turned towards the Gods and kneeled in front of them before taking his helmet, revealing his long brown hair and blood-red eyes that sent a shiver down Issei's body.

"People of the Slavs, dear troops of the Slavic faction, fellow generals, honored Gods of the mighty Slavic Lands. I, Milos Obilic, the leader of the South Slavic Elite 1st Order of the Red Dragon "Swords of Vido!", am honored to be here in front of you all today. And, I'm grateful that we've managed to exceed your expectations, Old Father of the Slavs.

In the name of the Troops from all parts of your Kingdom, from young to old, I wish to say that we are thankful that you bestow the honors of taking part in this magnificent festival and all we can say that we will make the next year's even more exciting and magnificent than this.

That is the promise we the Generals of the Three and Warlords of your mighty Armies promise to you!" Milos said in a respected tone as he stood up before he and his brothers in arms turn towards the troops and in shouted towards them.

"Long live, Heroes!"

And the troops all like one answered them.

"LONG LIVE OUR LORD TRIGLAV! LONG LIVE THE FATHERLAND!"

With that shout, the Great Military Parade was over.

The day after the parade turned to be like any other to the Gods, even though they were still discussing about the small details from it and how to improve it even more, in the great chamber at the Kremlin castle, the three Gods and their generals were talking about some delicate subjects all under the watchful eyes of their father Triglav, who was sitting on the throne that was for the God of the East, but under the pressure from his sons and their generals, he was "forcefully" put in the seat even after claiming that this was not his place of power which they said that it was an honorary thing to do to let the elder sit in the comfiest seat in the room.

When the doors of the room opened, a guard from Nevski's regiment entered the room.

"My lords, Generals, Old Father. I came to inform you that Red Dragon Emperor and his escort are here, and they request an audience with you all." The guard said in a calm and even tone.

"Hmm...I see, well what do you think brothers? Should we stop this now and discuss it a bit later? I did receive word from Odin that the Red Dragon Emperor was coming.

And from what Nevski said, he was already at your place brother looking for you. Might as well see what he has to say."

Perun said as he looked at everyone in the room who nodded their heads seemingly trying to take a break from whatever they were talking about. Before Perun turned towards his father, who looks at him in the eyes.

"Like I said time and time again. You three are the leaders now. I'm nothing more than a guest here my son, no matter which part of the lands I visit. So, it is your decision since this is your land." The old man said earning a chuckle from the others.

"Very well, Pavlov do tell the Red Dragon Emperor and his escort to enter. They have permission."

Perun said to the guard, who bowed before exiting the room, after which he ordered some Vodka, Rakia and a few natural drinks for his guests from the maids that serve them, as he remembered that they well still all teens so it would be unhealthy to give the strong stuff just yet.