Transmigrated as a Ghost

Moving over to the table that Motis had created, Daniela, Marek, Marcus, and Mrazivý did as he had asked and sat down.

And to their surprise as they did, Motis began to shrift, until he took the form of a humanoid Though he still had some cat like characteristics, his shift not being as seamless as Gwyneria’s had been.

He then sat down at the head of the table and took out of his item box a full tea set, that the grass the table was made up of began disrupting to everyone, before filling up their glasses with a flora smelling tea.

“Please enjoy some tea before we begin our discussion. It was brewed using the water from my spring and some of the natural tressure that grow around here. I am sure that it will be to all of your liking.” Motis said, before taking a sip himself.

Shrugging his shoulders, Marcus was the first to follow, since he had no need to hesitate about consuming anything.

“Oh, that is good!” Marcus exclaimed after taking his first sip.

Taking another sip, Marcus savored the delicious tea that was by far the best he had ever had._.

Seeing Marcus thoroughly enjoying the tea, the others soon began drinking as well and having similar experiences.

Even for royals like Daniela and Mrazivý, they had never had tea this good, and it was no wonder with it having been brewed by a high-level mythic grade magic beast using some of the highest quality ingredients on the continent.

“Now that we have all relaxed a little, I believe it is time that I get down to business.” Motis said as he placed his teacup down.

After that he turned his gaze towards Daniela and said, “For every new monarch of Tralenstein I always have them come visit me after they ascend the throne, so that I can reaffirm the deal I made with the first human king who ruled these lands I call home.”

Motis then took out a sheet off paper from his item box, and just from the sight of it everyone could tell that this was high quality paper not made from any ordinary tree.

“First, you shall make sure that no permeant structure is made within seventy miles of my woods, and no temporary settlement shall stay for more than thirty-six days.”

“Second any people that enters my woods without permission will not be granted my protection and shall be at the mercy of any beasts or monster within it, including myself. Also, if any group of people over twenty enter my domain, I will cull them until they are down to twenty.”

“Third, once every ten years you shall provide to me one hundred beasts or monster over the level of forty, with at least twenty being level fifty or higher, and three being at least an epic grade beast or a monster of equal standing.”

“Fourth, I Motis, shall not attack the people or settlements of Tralenstein, as long as the above rules are followed

“Fifth, I Motis, shall protect the Kingdom of Tralenstein from any invaders moving into the kingdom, so long as they threaten to overwhelm your own forces, or if I wish to.”

Once he had finished reading off the conditions in the contract he had signed with the numerous other kings of Tralenstein, Motis passed it down towards Daniela, waiting for her to sign it.

Though to his surprise she did not sign it right away as most of the other monarchs had, and Motis raised an eyebrow and said, “Oh do you do not wish to continue the agreement I have had with generations of your ancestors?”

However, while Motis had not overtly showed his displeasure, the underlying meaning in his words were definitely a threat.

Shaking her head, Daniela said, “No it is not that, it is only that in a couple of decades this contract will no longer be valid, as the kingdom of Tralenstein will cease to exist.”

Hearing this, Motis looked confused for a second, before looking at Marcus and Mrazivý with a sharp glint in his eyes.

“I see, so that is a part of the deal that you made with the kingdom to the north where Gwyneira lives.”

Yet, before anything else was said, Marek spoke up and said, “Lord Motis if it is not too impertinent for me to speak, when we were discussing the original details of the deal that we made with Borealia, this Gwyneira had told me, to tell you, that she wishes to speak with you now that we have won.”

Growling lowly, Motis was releasing a bit of frustration, apparently not happy to have to be speaking to Gwyneira.

It was pretty obvious that the two were not on good terms. Though it did not appear that they were mortal enemies either, since Motis was not releasing any amount of fury.

“Fine. I suppose that if your two kingdoms are going to be merging again, I will have to speak with her. But tell her she had better not try to move in on my territory. She does not have that monstrous husband with her now, so if we fought again, it would not turn out the same way as last time.” Motis said begrudgingly.

He then took back the contract he had sent over to Daniela, understanding that he would have to make some revisions after coming to some sort of agreement with Gwyneira.

“Now why do you not tell me all of the details of this deal that was made.” Motis said towards Daniela.

Nodding her head, Daniela told Motis everything about the former rebellion’s deal with Borealia for near infinite supplies. And in return, Tralenstein would eventually become a part of Borealia as a duchy and Daniela and the king’s daughter Eis would become its new ruler at that time.

Sighing, Motis laid his arm against the table and leaned forward before saying, “Well, this certainly makes my deal obsolete. If Borealia starts protecting your kingdom, I will have far less standing. Still, I doubt Gwyneira wants to make trouble with me, so as long as people are kept away and I get my supply of beasts and monster, it will not make a difference to me.”

Turning his head now towards Mrazivý and Marcus, Motis started at them intently and said, “Now what about you two? I have never seen a great spirit like you, and I could smell one of Gwyneria’s ilk from hundreds of miles away. Why did the two of you get involved in all of this?”

Looking at each other for a brief moment, the two of them shrugged, and silently decided that they should just tell the truth.

“It actually was just a big coincidence. I am sure that if you saw that I am a great spirit you have the ability to see through my false status, and already know I am a transmigration. Well, I was on my way to see Forlorieous and ran into an old friend from my old world who was a part of the rebellion. I just wanted to make sure she did not die again, since last time I watched her die a horrible death.”

Immediately after Marcus said this, Mrazivý chimed in and said, “As for me, we are romantically involved, and I could not let him do something so stupid as fight in a war alone, so I came to help. In fact, I was ordered to stay away by my father the king of Borealia so none of them knew or had anything to do with it and I acted completely on my own.”

After hearing this, confusion was written all over Motis’ face as he processed what he had just heard.

Naturally a beast as old and powerful as him was very good at telling when someone was lying, and he was nearly certain that the two of them had just told the truth.

Yet that brought up a question for Motis and he said, “Jed, if that is what you are actually called? Truthfully, I cannot see through this false status skill you say you have. No, I only could tell you are a great spirit because I witnessed you in battle and you have a power that I only know to be held by great spirits. So, you are actually a transfer from that other world, like that monster Boreas. That explains why you are able to act with such freedom and are so low level for a great spirit.” Motis said connecting some of the dots.

Hearing this, Marcus realized that he had just given away one of his secrets for no reason, but in the end, he figured it probably did not matter since Motis did not seem hostile, and so far had been quite reasonable.

Abruptly getting up from the table Motis said, “Okay you all can leave now. I have to sort things out with Gwyneira before anything else. No matter how frustrating it may be.