Chapter 128: Old Woman
The Voradi troops cut their losses and retreated from Tiabe, leaving nothing but empty land in their wake. They didn’t even leave the soil undisturbed. Although it would lose its effect once diluted with the soil from outside, it would still carry with it the natural power and effects of Tiabe ground for a while.
Combined with the plants, trees, lumber, and tribal remains, Vorad had made a haul. But this was just preparation. It was the first step toward overwhelming prosperity.
All the losses, both human and money-wise, were just part of an investment. They were the nourishment for a richer Vorad to grow.
It was all part of Tymia’s grand plan to devour Matarok, Syttle, and Tiabe. Once all three were united under one rule with the resources of Tiabe shared between them all, the future Vorad would reach heights no one had ever dared to dream of before. Vorad would become a force comparable to the Imperial Hold of Draschew. And it would only be a matter of time and accumulation before they reached the past heights of Argonia.
For reasons related to his magic, Rem was aware of his Queen’s grand ambitions. He couldn’t say that he wasn’t curious about what a country with the lands, resources, and tribes of Tiabe at its disposal could achieve, the heights they could reach.
Tiabe was an untapped treasure trove of wealth and prosperity.
The only viable explanation was a power crystal mine, unlike anything any of the three kingdoms possessed. However, it almost certainly lay untouched in the center of the forest, its power trapped in the ground, slowly leaking to the surface.
The power contained in that mine could change the gameboard overnight.
The accumulation, wisdom, and creativity, combined with the power crystal mine, and the innate strength and powers from the tribes who had lived so close to the mine...