Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

"The human kingdom supports an alliance. With it, we can maintain a favorable social order in the South, providing everyone with a peaceful environment that we all desire.

"Once our five races form an alliance, we’ll share a united front and stand or fall together. In the South, we can maintain peace for at least several thousand years—maybe even ten thousand."

Hearing this, Orion looked up at Lord Jorik and Grand Duke Richard. He was sure these two were the ones pulling the strings behind the scenes for this Five-Race Alliance conference.

As for Orion, he hadn’t been invited directly by either Jorik or Richard; instead, he’d been ushered in through the Blood Elves. In other words, they treated the giants as a peripheral race. The only reason they brought the giants into the alliance, most likely, was due to Orion’s considerable strength.

"I agree to the Five-Race Alliance!"

"I also agree!"

Prophet Dain of the dwarves and the Blood Elf Arch Elder Lireesa both spoke in unison, accepting the alliance.

Lireesa, Jorik, Dain, and Richard then turned their eyes to Orion.

"Don’t stare at me like that—I agree to the alliance, too," Orion said. "But there’s one thing I want to be clear about: I hope our alliance is founded on fairness."

Hearing Orion’s response, the others all relaxed and smiled.

Among the five major races present, each boasted an upper Legendary-level powerhouse. If they went to war against each other, the losses would be enormous. Orion’s agreement meant that the five races could avoid depleting their top-level forces through open conflict.

"Come on, let’s raise a toast to the formation of the Five-Race Alliance!" Jorik, the host, raised his cup. After they set this grand direction, the finer details could be left to their subordinates.

Today’s gathering was essentially just a banquet; it didn’t last very long. The Blood Elves and giants had only arrived in Whitecliff City that very day, so there hadn’t been time for deeper discussions. For now, they had merely outlined their mutual goals.

That night, in a palace somewhere in the city, Orion was lying in bed with the naked Kitsune Sylvana, his arm snugly around her.

Sylvana and Orion had been having sex for two hours, and her vaginal opening was slick with fluids, her body drenched in sweat. Throughout this time, Orion had used his cock to thrust in and out of her repeatedly, bringing her to climax again and again; yet she kept silent, never once letting out a moan. It was obvious she’d been holding it in with difficulty.

Orion stretched out a hand, gently teasing Sylvana’s clitoris while stroking her breast.

"Tomorrow, when the Five-Race Alliance talks resume, I want you and Grulbane to attend."

Grulbane was an alpha-level shaman of the Starveil giants; Orion had decided to bring him along right before leaving for this meeting.

In this Five-Race Alliance, Orion intended to put both Sylvana and Grulbane to the test—particularly the latter, assessing both his mental fortitude and combat strength.

Shamans were extremely rare within the giant race. Among the Blackstone, Ironbone, and Starveil branches combined, only this one had emerged. Orion had high hopes for him. If Grulbane passed Orion’s test, Orion planned to give him an important position in the horde.

"My requirement is simple. Whatever the other four races ask of us, you two need to make sure we get equivalent benefits or terms in return."

Once he finished speaking, Kitsune Sylvana had steadily regained her composure. Her fingertips glowed white as she lightly ran her hand across her vagina and the inside of her thighs. Wherever her fingers passed—around her clitoris and her vaginal opening—the fluids were wiped clean, leaving her body looking as though nothing had happened. @@novelbin@@

"My lord, do you truly intend to open the giants’ territory to them?" Sylvana lifted her head, her blind eyes turned toward Orion with a vacant look.

Orion glanced down at Sylvana’s sightless eyes, feeling a twinge of regret as he placed a gentle kiss on them.

"What are you trying to say?" He could sense her uncertainty. Enjoy exclusive adventures from NovelBin.Côm

"My lord, I think that right now isn’t the right time to open up the giants’ territory. I don’t know the full details of the giant race’s situation, but the Beastmen learned many lessons in the past.

"In our dealings with the Blood Elves and humans, no matter how we tried to handle trade, the Orcs and Beastmen always ended up at a disadvantage. We concluded that dwarves, Blood Elves, and humans were all cunning, and that they oppressed us Beastmen."

Orion gave a low chuckle; he understood the core reason behind the Beastmen’s oppression: a fundamental lack of resources and production equipment, which caused a deficit in both technological weaponry and trade opportunities. Indeed, if the Stoneheart Horde joined the Five-Race Alliance without boosting its production capabilities, they might end up facing the same fate as the Beastmen—drained by the other four races.

"Sylvana, you have to see that forming ties with the other races is what will increase Stoneheart Horde’s income. We can acquire dwarven weapons, human-grown food, and magical artifacts from the Blood Elves. Opening ourselves up to them can broaden our people’s horizons, and in this complex landscape of the South, it can ease our own internal strife and raise the horde’s cohesion."

Only when the members learned more about the outside world would they see their own limits. Simultaneously, external pressure would strengthen the resolve of the horde’s members.

Right now, the Stoneheart Horde encompassed many integrated races, and Orion needed an outside force to help him unify the tribes, rally his people, and collect their faith.

Especially those ordinary folks who had merged into Stoneheart Horde: they weren’t under strict military discipline, and Stoneheart Horde’s laws and social order were still incomplete. They hadn’t received the political education Orion wanted. Many of them still thought only in terms of tribal living.

Orion wanted to unify Stoneheart Horde and gradually push for urban development, and opening up to other races was a crucial step. That was, in fact, his main reason for occupying Stoneheart City in the first place.

Blackstone City, up in the north, simply didn’t have Stoneheart City’s advantageous geography. Even if Orion had wanted to open up there, no other races in that region would have come to do business. Stoneheart City, by contrast, could trade with the Blood Elves, humans, dwarves, and dragons, offering a solid opportunity for the Stoneheart Horde to enter the mainstream factions of the continent.

Kitsune Sylvana stared blankly at Orion. This was their first chance to truly talk and understand each other.

Orion’s power went well beyond his physical strength or sexual prowess; the intelligence he revealed startled her. Compared to Blademaster Grommash, Orion’s political insight was on an entirely different level.

"I see countless figures behind you," Sylvana suddenly said. "They’re cheering, they’re shouting…"

Her words left Orion slightly baffled.

"And in your eyes, I see desire. You’re telling me you want more."

Orion burst out laughing, rolling over and pinning Sylvana beneath him again, pushing his cock back into her vagina.

Nights in Whitecliff City were wonderful—there was the sea breeze, and the sound of the ocean waves.