Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire novel Chapter 391

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The seemingly ordinary object made the young man tremble with excitement. “I… I made it… It’s a telescope…” 

He had tried many times with the blueprint given by Nyx and finally managed to grind the crystal pieces to the right thickness and curvature, placing them in the correct position. 

Nyx had said the telescope would be very useful, but hadn’t explained exactly how, until he had made the finished product and tried it out for himself. 

The others watched as he held up the wooden tube and put his eye to one end, his expression a mix of dazed joy and laughter. They couldn’t help but wonder what he saw that made him lose composure like this. 

“Let me see…” 

“What? What?” 

“I want to see too.” 

“Don’t crowd. It’s 

my turn…” 

“All–seeing Eyes. This is All–seeing Eyes…” 

Everyone who looked through the telescope was deeply shocked, as though they had witnessed a miracle. 

Through such an unremarkable tube, their vision was enhanced several times. They thought, ‘Isn’t this just like the mythical All–seeing Eyes?‘ 

Coming back to their senses, they rushed back to their workstations with renewed energy, vowing to make even more progress on the other tasks Nyx had assigned. 

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The next morning, the items were delivered to Nyx, who also showed a look of surprise. 

Given the limited production conditions, with no mechanical tools to assist and everything being hand–polished by the craftsmen, making a telescope was indeed a troublesome task. 

She never expected the finished product to come out so quickly. And the results were even better than she had imagined. 

Nyx tried the telescope and nodded in approval. 

Catching Aron’s curious gaze nearby, she smiled and said, “Do you want to try?” 

Aron lowered his head shyly but was reluctant to refuse. He took it with both hands. “Thank you, Your Highness.” 

The palace eunuchs were trained to remain calm no matter what happened, never losing their composure in front of Aurelius. 

As a long–time attendant to Aurelius, Aron had always maintained this principle very well. 

But when he mimicked Nyx’s actions and put his eye to the wooden tube, his breath caught when he clearly saw what was in front of him. He lost his composure. 

The old eunuch was so shocked that the skin on his face seemed to stretch. He thought he was just seeing things due to his old age, so he rubbed his eyes and cautiously checked again, only to confirm it wasn’t an illusion. “Oh my… 

He stood at one end of the hall and could clearly see the carved patterns on the beams at the other end. 

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He spent a long time switching his eyes back and forth, reluctant to return the item. Finally, he returned the telescope, still in disbelief. 

Nyx smiled as she took the telescope back and turned to the young artisan, who was eagerly awaiting feedback. She praised him sincerely and gave him a reward. 

“There are a few adjustments that can be made.” After the praise, she took up a pen and paper, signaling him to come closer and take a look. 

Aron stood beside them in a daze, not understanding what they were saying. He only felt that the All–seeing Eyes was already so impressive. He thought, ‘Could it really be improved further? How is it possible? How does the lady possess such incredible skills? It must be some divine technique. 

‘Could she be an immortal descended from heaven? No wonder she has such a divine appearance… Her calm and composed demeanor is far beyond what the other two daughters of the Voss family could compare to. 

The young artisan took a few steps forward and caught a whiff of a fragrant breeze as Nyx raised her hand. His face turned red, and his eyes became dazed. 

Then Nyx spoke, using a string of professional technical terms. He was jolted back to reality, and his thoughts finally returned to focus. 

As Nyx guided him through the process, his young face shifted from secretive daydreaming to genuine admiration. 

After carefully fine–tuning a few versions, a relatively polished telescope was finally completed. 

In the imperial court, the ministers were arranged according to their seniority, taking turns to observe the new treasures Aurelius had acquired. 

Aurelius sat high on the throne, looking down at the courtiers, watching their every expression. 

They were amazed, respectful, excited, calculating, etc. 

The telescope passed from one courtier to the next before finally returning to Aurelius’s desk. 

Aurelius reached out and picked it up, rubbing it between his fingers, and asked, “What do you all think?” 

“I believe this is indeed a rare treasure, the legendary ‘All–seeing Eyes. To have such a treasure is a blessing for the country. I congratulate Your Majesty,” said the white–bearded Grand Tutor, who was the first to step forward after a brief silence, bowing respectfully. 

He buttered up Aurelius so smoothly it seemed like he had pressed a start button. Soon after, several other ministers began speaking one by one, showering the ‘All–seeing Eyes‘ with extravagant praise. 

Most of Aurelius’s face was hidden behind his crown. He sat in silence, neither responding nor interrupting, his expression unreadable. 

Then, a low–ranking fifth–grade military official, who had been waiting at the back, could not hold back and eagerly stepped forward, saying, “Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, this object could be used to spy on enemy movements on the battlefield. It should be sent to the Expedition General, where it could work wonders.” 

As soon as the words left his mouth, the once lively court suddenly fell silent. Everyone froze, the court was dead quiet. 

They thought, ‘Who is this foolish young man? How could he say such things?” 

Such a mystical object held more symbolic meaning than practical value. Aurelius didn’t know where it had come from, but showing it off so grandly to them likely had the purpose of warning them, calming the unrest that followed the assassination and rebellion, 

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And that Erik, even though he was trusted by Aurelius, was still a subject. They thought, ‘How could he possibly be worthy of using the All–seeing Eyes? 

In the midst of this strange silence, Aurelius suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, “Good. I’ll assign you five thousand light cavalry to escort a batch of supplies to Kellingtown. Among these supplies are ten telescopes. You must make sure they are delivered intact to the Expedition General” 

They thought, “What? There are more than one All–seeing Eyes?‘ 

At this point, anyone could understand the truth now. 

Everyone began to sweat nervously. They hadn’t guessed Aurelius’s intentions, yet they revealed their own petty thoughts in front of him. 

Aurelius had indeed been testing them, but not in the simple way they had assumed. 

“This is Nyx’s telescope,‘ not the ‘All–seeing Eyes,” Aurelius said with a smile, gently stroking the telescope in his hand with affection. “Although it’s not divine magic, it’s still rare. We’ve only made eleven. I’ll keep one, and the rest will be sent to the Expedition General 

This was Nyx’s intention, and he would naturally follow it to the letter. 

The unfamiliar name Nyx echoed in the ears of the courtiers, most of them looking confused, not knowing whose name it 

was. 

Suddenly, someone thought of an unbelievable answer, and they blurted out in shock, “Isn’t… isn’t she the General’s wife?” 

At the sound of this, a few courtiers who were closer to the Duke’s Mansion also remembered, realizing the truth. 

Everyone’s expression was subtle. 

If before, the relationship between Nyx and Aurelius had been a little–known secret, then after Erik led the army into battle, the fact that Aurelius had brought the General’s wife into the palace had become common knowledge. 

For a ruler to take a subject’s wife was truly absurd. 

But having just been rebuked, even the Censor was shrinking his neck, playing dead and not daring to challenge Aurelius’s authority, let alone the other slick ministers. 

Everyone, without exception, chose to pretend they hadn’t heard anything, as if they didn’t know a thing, and no one dared to speak out to advise Aurelius. 

Aurelius waited expectantly for a while, hoping to hear the ministers praise Nyx, but when no one spoke, his displeasure became evident. He coldly declared the court session over. 

They praised recklessly when it wasn’t needed, but now that praise was in order, they turned mute like a bunch of idiots. 

At Nevaton in Kellingtown, the army was stationed in the city. Since there was no General’s residence and no new governor had arrived, Erik temporarily took up residence in the former governor’s office. 

A few days ago, the barbarians had detected the 300,000 soldiers sent by the court and, without hesitation, chose to retreat tactically, leaving behind a city that had almost become a hollow shell. 

After Erik took command, he ordered the soldiers to cultivate the land and help the people restore production, and gradually, the city began to regain some life and order. 

Meanwhile, rumors began circulating in the city that Aurelius had not sent the troops to fight to the death but merely to 

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intimidate. 

Since most of the ministers in court favored peace, Aurelius planned to pacify the barbarians. 

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These rumors spread widely, and even the soldiers almost believed them. The spies hidden in the city were also misled. 

Seeing that the time was right, Erik sent an eloquent envoy to the barbarian village at the foot of the mountain to negotiate. 

The plan was set, and the big shot indeed took the bait. 

Last night, Erik held a banquet at the governor’s mansion. Several chieftains of the barbarian tribes entered the city to attend the feast, discussing terms of surrender. 

After three rounds of drinks, all the useful information had been extracted. The soldiers drew their swords and swiftly killed the chieftains along with their guards. 

Though the number of enemies slain was not large, those who perished at the banquet were elite leaders of the barbarian tribes. Killing them was like cutting off most of the barbarian’s power. 

The only flaw in the plan was that the chief leader of the barbarian alliance, too cautious, did not come in person, and so he survived. 

“The barbarian leader, King Monka, has no real talent. He lacks strategy and courage, but he is extremely cautious.” Arlong analyzed for Erik. 

“The barbarian tribe refuses to face us directly, and every time there is any movement, they retreat into the mountains. This is his strategy. Now, he’s terrified and will most likely stay hidden in those mountains, no matter how we tempt him. He won’t leave. 

“That’s fine.” Erik calmly nodded. “If he won’t leave the mountains, we’ll go into the mountains and capture him.” 

Going into the mountains to capture someone sounded easy, but in reality, it was extremely difficult. 

Arlong looked troubled. 

There were no proper roads in the mountains, or rather, no roads at all. Not only was it impossible to ride a horse, but one could also easily be struck by poisonous mists or fall off a cliff. 

The barbarian tribes had lived in these mountains for countless generations, adapting to this environment, which gave them a natural advantage. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to outmaneuver the Kellingtown garrison. 

This matter certainly required further deliberation. 

Erik lowered his gaze, quietly thinking, unable to come up with a solid plan. His thoughts began to wander, and he started dreaming unrealistic dreams. “If only the scouts had better eyesight…” 

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As evening approached, fog began to rise in the mountains, making it impossible to see more than ten steps ahead. 

After navigating countless strange peaks and boulders, they finally reached the secluded village where the highest–ranking members of the barbarian tribe lived. 

Just the day before, the village had been lively and peaceful, but now it was desolate, with tattered white linen hanging from every home. 

An old man hurriedly walked into the highest building in the village and found Monka sitting motionlessly on a bed, his thin figure showing signs of despair. 

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“My king.” The old man took a deep breath and strode forward. “Why haven’t you even lit a lamp? You must take care of your 

eyes. 

“You’ve come?” Monka reacted sluggishly, eventually setting down the book in his hands and giving a bitter smile. “Eyes… it’s not important.” 

Whether he could survive or for how long was still unknown. He had no time to worry about his eyes. 

The chieftains of all the tribes, his most trusted aides and warriors, had all perished overnight. 

They had trusted the wrong person, coveting the peaceful picture painted by the enemy, and had fallen into the trap. 

“The imperial court has sent an army to exterminate us. It’s a fight to the death.” Monka had come to this realization. 

It made sense. They had killed the governor and many commoners. Any emperor with some backbone would never let them off. 

The so–called terms of surrender had always been a trap. The 300,000–strong army had come to wipe them out. 

*Erik… I heard the general leading the army is Erik.” Monka’s face turned pale at the mention of the name. The old man’s expression also darkened. 

That name was a nightmare for them. 

They thought, Wasn’t he crippled? Wasn’t he disabled? How could he still be a general?‘ 

Monka couldn’t understand this and dared not think about it too much. He rubbed his aching forehead, his voice trembling. “I can’t close my eyes. Every time I do, I see Erik pulling his sword to strike me. I can’t even light a lamp, I’m afraid he’ll lead his troops here, following the candlelight.” 

That’s impossible,” before he could finish, the old man interrupted him in a firm voice. “He may have some skill, but he’s just one man. He can be injured, and he can die. Don’t glorify him too much.” 

Years ago, they had been too reckless and left the mountains, trying to confront the imperial court head–on. They were crushed by Erik and were forced to surrender. 

But now, they had enough experience to resist the imperial court. The Kellingtown garrison had suffered many defeats at their hands. He thought, ‘So what if Erik came?‘ 

“The mountains will protect their people.” The old man firmly grabbed Monka’s wrist, pulling him from the bed, and made him straighten his back. “As long as we don’t leave the mountains, neither the imperial army nor Erik can do anything to us.” 

Even if they lit dozens or hundreds of lamps, they would never expose themselves in these vast mountains, unless Erik grew All–seeing Eyes. 

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