Tamaridu could not help but look forward to what the unfamiliar Lizardman who introduced himself as Owen had to say. After all, the other two guests had told him to become king and asked if he was the king respectively.

Tamaridu asked Owen, “Were you going to tell me to become king too?”

“Oh…”

Owen looked up when the word ‘king’ was uttered.

Tamaridu nodded like he had expected the reaction. However, Owen’s response ended up surprising Tamaridu.

“You would be king? Honestly, I’m not too sure about that. The future is unknown, right? But if you are thinking of becoming king, I’m here to tell you not to.”

A day ago Tamaridu would have been enraged at being told that he would not be king, but now, after conversing with the earlier two guests, he was more flustered than angry.

“Why? Why do you say I can’t become king? Am I not qualified?”

“Qualified? What qualifications are needed to be king?”

“That’s…”

Tamaridu frowned in bemusement.

Tamaridu’s Intelligence was 15, which was a little low for a tribal chief…

“The recognition of the other tribal chiefs?”

…But enough to find his own answer.

“Have you met that qualification?”

“I will soon. While they were no tribal chiefs, an Elf and a Human visited me today and said that I was good enough to be king. What do the Lizardmen think?”

“I’m not sure. I would try to stop you, but our chief may think diffe...