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Archon of the alsike.

"We follow the recorded archives of the achievements of a king. A very odd but effective king who Rebuilt a society of barbarians into a society of people. This King's name is Octavius Neak Zophiel better known by the title of the Summoner or maybe just maybe the conqueror. Such an old title now." the man Dust off the book with his hand before opening it to the first chapter of this king's Story."Well, children Let's begin a tale of the man who rebuilt an entire society. (oh yes Alsike is a type of clover for those who don't know it has much too many meanings.) [{!the cover is not mine and any character Summoned is not mine The MC is mine and the World is long live the king!}] {EXTREMELY SLOW UPDATES}

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The Start.

"So my name is Octavius Neak Zophiel at least it's reasonable." The boy looks in the closest mirror immediately noticing the void eye and thinking of a way to hide it before remembering his wishes. " 'Hmm, oh yes, I can just use my Blacksmithing Well it

Time to keep this shut well I make my way to the forge." Octavius Walks out the door with his void eye closed as to not let people know the main bow their head almost immediately he looks them all over before continuing to walk as gossip almost instantly starts about how he didn't ask for anything. "It's not just me or did the prince not beat or ask for anything from anybody he just silently walked."

"yes, it's very odd, however, he did act weird how he had 1 eye closed and those white streaks in his hair too." Some of the maids have blush on their faces when they look at his face after all Noblemen are decent looking. Octavius Continues to walk. 'Hmm, they all looked at me oddly I suppose the white streaks would make me look weird as well as the closed eye let's just get a dam eyepatch. " He exits and heads towards the forge to create his eye patch. 'Ah, there it is the forge. ' He walks into it almost immediately people look at him, he looks towards a random unoccupied anvil as well as a hammer and forges furnace and other stuff.

"Hmm here can anybody provide me with some assistance with forging I can't open 1 of my eyes." 1 of the most senior members walks politely greets the prince before showing him something and assisting. "Good, " he picks up the hammer and instinctively knows how to use it before hammering down on a metal Bar checking the resilience before placing it in a forge to melt it. Pulling the molten bar out with the proper tools. Before pouring the molten metal into an eyepiece sort of design. He hits the mould once on each of the cardinal directions before waiting for it to cool. "Somebody take me to the Leatherworks."

One of the maids who followed him bows and escorts him without a word to the Leatherworks. Upon reaching it the Prince looks at her "You're going to stay put here until I come out." The maid submissively Nods to this statement and obediently Stands there. Octavius Enter the Leatherworks.

Looking around it before pointing at 1 person not working on something. "You come with me." The Leatherworker point at himself. Before the Prince just nods. "Yes, My Lord." the Leatherworker looks like his soul was just ripped out of his chest. " He Walkout followed by the leatherworker before nodding to the Maid to follow. They Obediently follow this prince unaware of what's about to happen. Enter the building the prince heads back to the forge. " I want you to construct a leather eyepatch with a strap to go around my closed eye I hope you can at least meet my standards."

The Leatherworkers' eyes could cleanly be seen lighting up with stars as the rewards are shown before the Prince goes to the eyepiece metallic pieces and splits them into 1 being the outermost eye and the other being the internal cog that connects to the Strap Bolts. Forging the bolts out of a different Iron bar, he now asks for a chair to sit in well he waits. The Forgers just look before handing a wooden chair to him, he grabs it, turns it around and sits on it with his arms on the backside. " Yawn, I didn't think making a simple Eyepatch would require so much energy." ' I would take a nap, but I'm afraid of another attempt at my life god that would be annoying. ' The Prince sits there And his mother comes out finally knowing where he is 1 of the maid's gossip.

"Didn't you see the prince, he went to the forge and then didn't come back out? "Octavious!" The Prince rolls his eye before looking to the door where he hears his mother's voice come from. "Ugh, watch that for me please." He Walks out of the building looking towards the direction his mother's voice is coming from again sighing to himself.

' Sometimes I wish this sort of occurrence wasn't common a worried mother can be annoying sometimes. 'He walks towards the voice appearing to be a screaming girl in her late 30rds. Long black hair down to her waist and a dress only stopping at her calves Not hiding much from the imagination aside from key components being a white dress with flower patterns spiralling down it her eyes sky Blue. And pale skin and bag under her eyes small boobs and medium thighs. She Grabs the Prince and hugs him for dear life as if he's going to disappear the next moment.

"You scared me Octavious you weren't in your room when a Maid report it to me, I thought you'd been kidnapped for Ransom." Octavious Think to himself about vanishing then recalls the maids constantly gazing at him before he headed to the forge. " I'm sorry for worrying you, but I'm going back to the forges to finish my eyepatch recently I went blind in 1 eye, so excuse me." The worried look didn't vanish instead intensified

at the mention of going blind even though he lied about it just to get away from her. "Blind in 1 eye Let me see it." "no Mother It's fine, really It's fine". "I don't believe you Let me see your eye."

Octavious just backs away before sprinting to the forge and locking the door before letting out a breath of relief even if he'd get a scolding later. "haaa~ thank god this door had a lock on it." "you manage to escape your going to get a rough scolding later for that." "Yeah, I know she will still take my eyepatch off after I'm more afraid of what it will do." " What your eye the literal embodiment of chaos." "no here Let me show you." Not afraid that the words of a mere blacksmith can start much he opens his eye showing the pitch-black void surprisingly not engulfing the poor guy in it instead shifting in pattern every second. " HOLY CRAP THAT 1 HELL OF AN EYE." The Old man jumps backwards, falling on his ass from the surprise of what my eye looked like.