The Harem Belongs to Sage and Great Chaos
Chapter 59: The Kindness of the Alviers

Alviers calmed the large horde and continued his words.

"All of you are not only allowed to build settlements, I also allow you to become citizens of my country Arcatia."

Everyone was excited and willing to become citizens of that city.

It seems that the intentions of the Alviers have been guessed, he wants to build one more city for them.

"You can all choose the location you want in the valley!!"

"If you have chosen it, I will build another new city for you!!"

Everyone in the mob thanked him on their knees, the original inhabitants of the capital applauded to see they had received the kindness of the great sage.

They were all ushered in by a witch man who was one of the members of the Chaos Servant, Alviers opened a teleportation portal and the man led all those people into a vast valley.

All those people saw several cities from afar after all of them had moved in that vast valley.

The man introduced his name before guiding them.

"All of you!!, introduce!!, my name is Gatref, I am here to guide and guide you"

The man raised his voice because he was in front of a large horde that was lined up from right to left.

"You look there" said the man, pointing to the city of nine tribes

"They were nine of the thirteen barbarian hooves in the south of the empire, they were invited to migrate by the sage himself"

"The great Sage made them a city, now it's your turn to make a city"

Everyone was speechless imagining what the stature of the people from the barbarian tribe was like.

Maybe after their city is finished, they will establish relations between the cities.

"You'll tell me even though our Synore clan has turned into an Arcatian state"

"But we still maintain traditions such as the arrangement of hierarchies within a group"

After they heard that, they didn't care which level, the most important thing was that they could stay here.

"Let me explain to you the hierarchy of metal stars"

The man explained the updated logan star hierarchy, explaining everything from gold to bronze stars.

"You are in the hierarchy of the second level of the silver star, for you belong to the central Vassal"

"What is meant by the center is none other than the capital of the country., the great residence of the Synore clan"

They had heard carefully, now they were preparing to choose a territory.

"You can choose any area for the city you build, whether you want to build your city on the border, or in the middle"

"But for sure, don't build a city in the north, the northern region is a clan territory"

They understood, and without further ado they chose the land they were planting for the location of their city.

They mark the area they are exposed to with rocks arranged like a circle, they pile the stone up like a short stone tower.

Alviers also gave three large tents to set up for everyone.

Arcatia's forces were also deployed to guard the armed men in the large group.

A witch opened the teleportation gate and had the old man along with twelve men enter.

As they entered, they saw the throne room, the thirteen people were amazed by the interior and the area of the room.

And Gatref as their guide on the right side of the Alviers told them that the thirteen were the leaders of a large group.

"Our great Sage is facing you" said the grandfather

Thirteen of the men knelt down, Alviers told them to get up and Alviers told them to introduce themselves.

"My name is Vitigers, the head of the village and the leader of a small clan in the west of the kingdom"

"Klan?, what is your name and what kind of clan are you" asked Alviers

The old grandfather held his breath for a while and spoke introducing his boarding house to Alviers.

"My clan is called Howners, our clan is only based in a remote village, our job is to hunt and sell the weapons we make"

The Alviers were slightly surprised and said "so you have the same skills as the barbarian tribe"

The grandfather just kept quiet and did not ask, the grandfather got information from Alviers about the barbarian tribe who is also an expert in the matter of blacksmithing.

Alviers asked the old man again, pointing at the twelve.

"Who are they then?"

The grandfather looked back and saw the twelve, then he went back to look at Alviers and started explaining.

"Eem.., the person to my right is my son"

"Then they were all leaders of some small group that came with us, they were made up of nomads, merchants and also some village chiefs whose villages were very poor"

Alviers felt pity to hear that he called out among those who were poor village heads.

Four people appeared in shabby clothes again dark in color.

Alviers gave them a bag of gold coins, of medium size, Alviers had him use the money to share with his people five gold coins each.

The four men knelt down and thanked him, while the others could only glare, seeing that they got so much.

"Use it for the common good, if there is any leftover, keep it, not until it is stolen or used for personal gain" Alviers warned.

They all understood and the person behind the four village heads smiled as they were also part of the gold coin.

Alviers told them to go back to the tent while telling them something.

"Now it's noon, you share the money and shop to the nearest city, and tomorrow your city will be built"

They bowed to Alviers and turned back home with a transfer portal.

After the portal was closed, Serena also praised and seduced Alviers.

"As usual you are very great, my lord, be generous to them"

"My father's generous!!" Shouts Orvina

Gorvina stroked her sister's head and said "hopefully with the good of my father, they can live better, they have always received suffering all this time"

Serena pinched Gorvina's cheek and said "you're too melancholic silver princess, you I can understand your feelings"

"Silver princess?" Ask Gorvina

"It's not because of your hair that you're called the silver princess" Serena replied

Gorvina's face looks happy, she touches and sees her long hair.

"Silver princess yes, I like that name"