Hero of Darkness

Kahn along with his group of ruffians returned to Nidavellir after setting things in motion. Unlike their past experiences in Rakos Empire, they were no longer new at this kind of work so everything was thoroughly planned out and arranged in a way that nothing could be tracked to them even if things went south.

3 days later, there was an event held in between some nobles from the Firebornes clans and a few influential people from both church and dwarven race. It was explicitly organized for the males of different species for some reason.

But there was one peculiar thing about this banquet… that all the servants and waiters were humans for some reason.

A merry mood was detectable in the atmosphere and at one end of this massive hall of a castle, were some of the top brass of the Vulcan empire dressed in lavish attires and were seated. And at the center of this arrangement, was a fireborne male dressed in a red suit.

"Your highness, all of the guests have arrived." spoke one of the human announcers.

Soon, Rogis Hos Sigfreed, the second prince of Vulcan welcomed his guests and raised a toast to his allies and wished to maintain their prosperous relationship.

"Tonight… I have some gifts for you." spoke Rogis and signaled one of his people to speak.

"All the human servants and waiters, gather up!" said the fireborne in a threatening tone as he released his saint pressure.

Under a frightened state of mind… many men varying from their 30s, to middle-age and old age gathered in the center of this hall.

Rogis then walked in front of this group and ordered…

"Kneel!"

The 50 or so humans who were suddenly brought in the middle followed the command of the imperial prince and kneeled on both of their knees.

Rogis then walked close to an elderly man with gray hair who looked like he was in his 70s and had a frail build.

"You're the most experienced among them, aren't you?" asked Rogis.

"Yes, your highness." replied the elderly man.

"And what is your profession?" asked the second prince.

"I'm a bartender, your lordship." spoke the old man.

"Then you must know a lot about wine and several types of drinks, right?" asked Rogis.

"Yes, my lord."

"Then can you tell me which wine am I holding in my hands?" he asked again and pointed out towards a glass in his right hand with a green-colored wine.

"It's the hundred year old Samsara wine, your highness. The best among them all." replied the old man zealously.

"Then have you ever drank it?" queried the prince.

To his query, the old man instantly shook his head and replied…

"No, my lordship. Your servant does not deserve to drink something so precious." said the elderly bartender and bowed his head.

"My my… you make it look like we don't treat humans well in our empire.

Well, I'm a very kind and magnanimous prince. So I'll let you drink it." spoke the Rogis with a grin and the very next second…

Pour!

Pour!

He poured the wine over this old man's head in front of more than a hundred guests.

The green wine drizzled from the old and frail man's hair and spread over his face and the work uniform he was wearing.

"This is the closest thing to drinking such a delicacy you'll get to." spoke Rogis in an insidious tone.

"Thank you… your highness." spoke the old man without retorting back for such humiliation.

The other men who knelt on the floor and had their heads down clenched their fists tightly.

This elderly man was the oldest member of their company and many looked up to him. But now… they were all helpless to say a word as a single word against the member of the imperial clan was enough to get their entire family executed.

As for the guests of this event… instead of feeling shocked or distraught after seeing such behavior from the second prince; all of them had contemptuous smiles on their faces.

"Oh, you seem to like it." said Rogis then poured the remaining wine on the carpet and spoke with a look of disgust towards this old human.

"Drink!"

He ordered as a haughty expression appeared on his face.

The old man already had a sullen expression but now… he was frozen on the spot.

"What?! You don't like my kind gesture? Should I make them drink instead?" asked Rogis in a threatening tone.

The old man looked at his sideways and his back. And all he saw was men gritting their teeth in anger with their heads down while clenching their fists.

He knew how hard it was for a human to make a living in this empire. And if he refused… not only will all of them lose their jobs but their lives will also be made miserable in many unimaginable ways.

And thinking about the consequences others will have to suffer if he denied… the old man made his decision.

Soon, he bowed his head down and put his tongue out.

Tears of grief fell from his eyes as his dignity and pride were being trampled on but he had no other choice but to accept it and degrade himself further.

And right in front of everyone present… he licked the wine that was soaked in the carpet.

"Ha haha! Serves these human scums right!

They should appreciate our kindness. That we're even allowing them to live in this empire after what their ancestors did." said one of the dwarf guests who was wearing a jacket made completely out of gold.

If Kahn was here… he would recognize this dwarf from the day of the bidding at the auction house from Oslo city. This dwarf nobleman seemed to be one of Rogis' supporters.

"Hey hey! You're not drinking it properly. I want the carpet cleaned out the wine." said Rogis with a wicked smile and stepped on the old man's right palm.

"Hrrrmph!" groaned the old man but held out his wail as the second prince kept forcefully squashing his palm under his feet.

At this moment… he was suffering both mentally and physically but for the sake of the other's lives and the future of their families...

The carried on with the biggest humiliation of his life.