Capítulo 1410: Chapter 1200: Battle-Hardened Lynn
Lynn touched his chin and said thoughtfully, “The Nyscroll doesn’t really have a strong appeal to Bards.
But, witnessing this event is indeed important.
Just as I need to communicate with Miss Edna about our future interactions, I’ll go take a look later.”
Hill gave him a skeptical look: “You’re not planning to leave the things related to Mansell for to deal with, are you?”
“Why do you always think I’m so cunning?” Lynn grumbled, tapping the table.
“So you really are thinking that way.” Hill was unfazed by the occasional mischief his friend showed, knowing Lynn’s character well: when there are serious matters, Lynn is the best executor, but once things are over, his suppressed whims tend to surface instantly.
Lynn spread his hands: “Alright, I’ll have my Gaul cousins stay in the Town Hall to temporarily receive visitors.”
“You don’t seem to like Mansell, either side.” Hill raised an eyebrow curiously.
“Ah… The past and future of Elves and Humans; the mistakes of the forr, the continuations by the latter.
The stupidity of the latter, inevitably repeated by the forr.” Lynn sneered, “Tethyr and Eternity Island, how alike they are!
It’s just the Moonflower Royalty had too many lives to sacrifice, which is why they’ve persisted until now.
That Sorrowful Queen is indeed quite pitiful, but her heart is hard enough… Her sorrow is all for her children, not for others.
Our Half-Elf family suddenly becoming the center of a Noble eting is related to her wanting to bring back the Royal Family’s Princess who married a Human, isn’t it?
Otherwise, even if Elves discriminate against Half-Elf families… but those like us ‘three-quarters’ wouldn’t be expelled.
Political struggle, huh~ when our family stands with the Royal Fleet’s power on the Scales, we don’t need to see which side touches the ground, right?
I’ll never forget the feeling when abandoned by the Gaul Family, forced to leave Eternity Island on a small boat amidst towering waves from the whirlpool.
My mother, she was once the proudest Little Princess of the Gaul Family!
You see, the Gaul Family has been in Mulan for so long, she still won’t leave the Supre Forest flattened by the Undead Tribe to take a look.
The feeling of being abandoned is too painful, the more love they once received, the more pain they feel.”
Hill gave Lynn a helpless look.
All this is human nature, Lynn himself understands… But ultimately, it’s hard to let go, hard to find peace.
No wonder aside from those cousins who helped him fight as a child, Lynn would rather reconcile with those who bullied him in the past than et General Gael.
The Gaul Family actually understands Lynn’s unresolved feelings, so usually, when sothing arises, Mulan’s Elves let Lynn’s uncle who once helped them deal with it.
“I couldn’t speak so clearly to Oberon just now.” Hill decided to change the topic, “Surely that Little Fairy Queen will take action against him… it’s beyond wanting to catch their King’s Consort.
Vila is already splitting her kingdom!
During the Magicplague period, she could do very little, but now she’ll certainly go all out.
Titania herself isn’t much to worry about, even with her Queen’s Throne, it’s just that.
Too bad Oberon forgot, Titania has allies: the Mischief God of the Elf Deity System, and the Bear God and Tiger Goddess of the Beastfolk Deities.
Although not the sa creatures, I really don’t want to beat up that bear myself.”
Lynn couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Then he watched Hill’s ever-changing expression quickly say: “I’ll issue missions for the Undead Tribe to help Oberon rebuild Neverwinter Forest, okay?
Elven Mischief God… Shall I ntion sothing to Coron?
They seem to be looking for sothing in Gewoosh’s Talos Divine Realm.”
Hill first nodded silently, then quickly reacted: “What thing?”
“The reason those two Princesses’ ships disappeared without a trace on Eternity Island was due to a massive storm at sea that made people fearful.
Yet in such terrible winds, the Haber Family was able to directly capture them and easily transfer them to safety.” Lynn curled his lip, “Talos must have helped a lot.
The Lady of Pain from Mark City probably has long-known the true identity of the Storm God.
If not knowing that sothing major like Toril would inevitably occur affecting the Elf Deity System, how dare she act directly against Coron’s descendants?
The Elf Deity System has been struggling to find them, but it’s not that they don’t want to.
In the Talos Divine Realm, there seems to be sothing belonging to them… like a Soul-bound Divine Artifact that could help the Elf Deity System locate them.
Coron is probably trying to use those things that once belonged to them to pinpoint the dinsional space location of those two Princesses.
Although death is unavoidable, at least their souls won’t keep enduring tornt.”
Hill blinked, suddenly understanding and nodding: “No wonder you’re recalling the past again.”
“Then I’ll be off now!” Lynn briskly turned, then stopped suddenly, “Ah! Right.
There are a few Zholar lurking around Agleya.”
“Kui Lu?”
“Kui Lu has already gone to accompany her sisters who are crying without tears,” Lynn sighed. “Although those Zholar followers of Elisui in the kind alignnt are quite troubleso, even the little fairies have so many Agleya, it doesn’t matter at all!
It’s Villon’s masked assassin.”
“Hmm?” Hill couldn’t help but turn to look at the little black cat in the pool, “He still has living followers?
When did Rose beco so kind? Giving her son two people?”
“Maybe these few have a cleanliness obsession?” Lynn said with an unchanged face.
“My followers! Although evil, they still have male dignity!” A phantom Zholar head popped up on the black cat’s head, “They just don’t want to be oppressed by females just because of gender, even though they can beco stronger.
Male Zholar in the Underdark, after level 16, are either drained dry or made into Demon Hunting Spiders.
The best end is to swear an oath of loyalty, swallow a soul poison, and beco a stud for the Matron Zholar.
Not all male Zholar are willing to accept this fate. They follow only to seek a dignified path, even if they fail… Most of their fate was originally to beco Demon Hunting Spiders.”
“Then they still have a cleanliness obsession.” Lynn answered without hesitation, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, “How do you feel seeing your dear mother beco a Goddess of Excrent?”
Villon rolled his eyes carelessly, “I wanted her dead a long ti ago, why would I care what she becos?”
Even Elisui couldn’t help but poke her head out, “Don’t stay outside too long! Brother Villon, our souls are still very weak.
Anyway, there’s nothing we need to do now, just sleep!
As long as we’re alive, the Zholar have other paths to take.”
“My followers…” Villon was a bit puzzled, “I can’t control them! Here, it’s all kind alignnt.”
“If you don’t mind, you could send them to Chult,” Hill walked over and knocked on the head of the black cat statue, “Shaer is currently short on people to build Chult’s underground palace. I rember the male Zholar have pretty good artistic vision.
They definitely can’t remain near Agleya, and now that the Path of Destiny is over, the Undead Tribe is quite idle.
Evil Zholar… that’s like delivering food to the door.”
Villon, of course, knew that the only evil force associated with the Undead Tribe that could exist openly was this one. He was quite straightforward, “That wouldn’t be bad.
The Goddess of the Night, even for the sake of her tainted throne, would accept … After all, as long as Elisui and I are alive, Rose can never beco a powerful divine power.
There’s no need for her sches, Rose will deliver herself up.
Tsk tsk~
Playing intrigue in front of Shaer, Rose is just trash!”
Then a black mask floated in front of Lynn, “Heh~ three-quarters, I’ll trouble you.”
Lynn burst into anger.
He pinched the mask with the tips of his two fingers, looking disdainful, “The aning of the Masked Lady, I will convey.”
Villon sneered, “You think I care about this? You haven’t seen Coron lying openly under a man?”
Lynn shot back with a glare, “That was his own choice!
The joy of doing everything at will is not sothing a guy like you, held by your mom and thrown into the sea, can understand!”
Villon’s phantom wobbled, “Damn it! Bless you to have such a father!”
Lynn wanted to retort, but Hill couldn’t help pinching the bridge of his nose, “Lynn, aren’t you going to see Miss Edna? Hurry up! Don’t be so hard on soone seriously injured.
And you, you can go back to sleep, Villon!
Or do you want to sleep for hundreds of years without any sense?”
Lynn snorted coldly, turned around, and strode off.
Elisui diligently tried to comfort her brother who couldn’t just walk away, “Descendants of Sun Elves scolding you, isn’t that expected?
Think of how many relatives he has lost at your hands…
So, there’s no need to be angry at all~
Just take a nap, and when you wake up, you’ll forget everything!”
Villon coldly stared at his younger sister, “You are truly understanding!”
Then he quickly sank… Hill felt that arguing with Lynn can only be a physical activity for Villon, but if Elisui comforted him a few more tis, her brother would probably go crazy.
Elisui was completely oblivious as to why the Masked Lord was angry, cheerfully bid Hill goodnight, and also went to sleep.
Hill stared at the pool for a long ti, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Then he suddenly realized… This inexplicable way of speaking is a bit like the Elven God King, Teraxil!
It seems Elisui was Coron’s favorite little daughter… Could she be born from a gender swap between Coron and Rose?
It’s not unprecedented for Coron!
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