NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 97: Can't I Just Enjoy Myself
In David's deep and majestic gaze, the Amazon tribe chose to obey their promise and submit, acknowledging him as their new king and kneeling on one knee.
"The Amazon tribe never lies, never breaks a promise!"
Hippolyta and the others proved this statement with their actions. Despite their deep reluctance, they chose not to break their word for personal gain and, in their shock, gritted their teeth and bowed their heads to the new king.
For the first time in thousands of years, a man set foot on Themyscira, the island that had only known women, and he was the king of the Amazon tribe.
"I know that even though I have accomplished feats surpassing Heracles, you will still not willingly submit to me," David said with a smile from the throne.
"You, who were nearly enslaved, have always yearned for freedom..." A thoughtful expression crossed his face.
As he delivered his coronation speech, a glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of the Amazon warriors. They thought David would set a time limit for his reign or leave them with a sliver of hope, perhaps by allowing them to leave Themyscira if a stronger Amazon warrior could defeat him.
However, David's next words revealed a wicked smile: "But it doesn't matter, I don't really need your hearts anyway. As long as your bodies obey my commands."
The Amazon tribe was almost angered to the point of fainting, glaring at him with fury and suspecting he was doing it on purpose.
"Now, I issue my first royal decree – starting today, you are all to practice dancing. You Amazons are tall and shapely, with long legs; it would be a waste not to use them for dancing."
David sat on the throne, speaking these words with the demeanor of a foolish king.
"Dancing?"
When the Amazon tribe heard this, they were so incredulous that they wondered if they had misheard, and they all objected.
Their Amazon tribe were born warriors, each surpassing the fiercest beasts in the world. Even seven or eight-year-old children could fight lions and tigers, and upon growing up, they could tear steel with their bare hands. Their people had always been fierce, and even telling a lie would be met with ridicule. Yet now, David was asking them to discard their bows and swords and begin practicing dance starting tomorrow.
"I protest! The strong bodies bestowed upon us by the gods are not meant to be used to please others like court dancers!"
At that moment, Diana, standing below, was also stunned.
"Danc... dancing?"
She hadn't expected David's first command to be this. Not only she, but Hippolyta and the General Antiope were also taken aback.
A man who had struggled to defeat them, conquered Themyscira by killing gods, and his first command was to watch the Amazons dance?
"It seems your Amazon tribe does not keep their promises as well as you claim," David said, sighing playfully as he looked at the seething crowd below.
"Who said that!"
"It's the truth. I haven't, like the ancient Roman tyrant Caligula, enacted a first-night law, nor have I, like Ares, made you wage wars and conquer the world for me at the cost of your lives. Yet, you refuse to obey my first royal decree, which is merely to learn to dance."
"..."
Their character questioned, the Amazons felt a mix of anger and hesitation, believing they might be treating their new king too harshly. They had just declared him king, and now they were defying his simple command. If David had massacred them, treated them worse than slaves, or committed any heinous acts, their defiance and even overthrowing him would be understandable and acceptable. But to disobey over something as trivial as dancing…
"Our King, you conquered the Amazon tribe, created by the gods, only for us to dance?" Hippolyta asked, unable to comprehend, her face stiff.
The extraordinary nature of the situation made her suspect a conspiracy.
"Why else?" David retorted, facing her suspicion.
"I worked so hard to defeat the Amazon tribe, fought a great battle with the God of War, killed him, and became king. Can't I enjoy myself a little?"
"..."
It seemed logical, yet something felt off. It was like conquering Rome with a million soldiers just to have them tribute raisins.
Practicing dance like court dancers to please the new king was undoubtedly something the Amazon warriors, born fighters, strongly resisted, finding it almost humiliating. However, it wasn't so unbearable that they felt compelled to resist to the death.
They had no choice but to comply with the royal order, setting aside their steeds and bows, donning white gauze skirts, stockings, and dancing shoes that made them feel incredibly awkward, and began to stumble through their dance practice. David had already ordered everything needed for learning and dancing on his way back.
"Not bad."
At this moment, as the music ended, David nodded and applauded.
"In a few more years, maybe it'll be passable."
Inside the palace, the Amazonian warriors moved awkwardly and out of sync. The Swan Lake ballet, which should have been flowing, elegant, and tinged with sadness and tenderness, was instead transformed into something closer to a tense, swift, and deadly war dance.
The same was true on the plaza outside.
"The way you're dancing, it looks like the swans could peck a lion to death in one go."
The others were so angered by his words that their faces turned red. Filled with shame and resentment, they harbored deep ill will towards David.
"Except for you, Diana, you're barely passable."
David pointed at Diana, offering his honest assessment.
Diana learned to dance very quickly. Unlike the rest of the Amazon tribe, who seemed naturally inept at dancing, she was diligent and serious, practicing as per his royal command. Her movements already possessed a touch of the elegant and proud swan.
"Speaking of Zeus, at least his bloodline was excellent, producing many beautiful and intelligent descendants," he remarked with emotion.
Praised in front of everyone and feeling the gazes of the others, Diana forced a bitter smile. She couldn't be happy at all.
Right now, she even wished David would reveal some ambition or evil scheme that the Amazon tribe couldn't accept, so she could escape her current life.
David knew very well that making the Amazon tribe dance, especially ballet, was akin to killing them.
But this was exactly what he wanted.
The Amazon tribe was filled with immense resentment. If looks could kill, he, their new king, would have been impaled on his throne long ago.
However, this was a minor issue. It was far from the tyranny, extravagance, cruelty, and inhumanity that would give them a reason to disobey, let alone rebel. They could only continue to obey.
For the next month, the Amazon tribe's dancing skills remained virtually unchanged, still a terrible sight.
It made David wonder if Zeus and the other gods had truly maxed out the Amazon warriors' combat talent while completely ignoring their other aptitudes when creating them.
However, in contrast, his template fusion progress had advanced by leaps and bounds!
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