"Don’t look at ," ’Perfect Baldy’ imdiately spoke, "I made it clear to Old Dog from the start that Zhu ili’s identity must absolutely not be told to .
Not just , no one in our family wants to know either."
When it cos to the end-tis disputes, Black Rose is the one that feels the most piercing and heartbreaking.
Including after entering this ga... Even though ’Perfect Baldy’ feels quite innocent, ’End of the World Romance’, who had his house flipped and got disgusted, acts like he hates him for a lifeti.
Back then, on the Black and White Path territory, disregarding Road Eunuch and their frenzied attempts to stop him, he ordered Zhu ili to try all ans to kill Hill as a way to drag the Alliance down, yet he knew that in the Proud Sky Alliance, the one closest to Hill is Black Rose.
How can a sharp-tongued person like that accept the one they hate most basking in glory?
After the initial anger dissipated, Hill also realized where his mistake lay... After forming ties in Saral Royal Castle, people from Black Rose would co to watch the excitent in Alliance City, taking his family’s ship; when he went on his travels, he only visited Black Rose’s city.
The nas of the Undead Tribe he rembered were mostly those belonging to Black Rose, and he’d greet them on the road.
Hill indeed acted a bit willfully back then, even though he understood deep down the Undead Tribe’s disregard for taboos, he still acted based on his own preferences.
Because, probably, he didn’t really feel that the Undead Tribe could cause him any trouble.
And the reason the Black and White Path territory could be established was because the people of Black Rose called him down from the sky.
Although these matters weren’t too big, a normal person would think of ways to establish a relationship with this NPC who was on good terms with the Undead Tribe; although so people might have taken the first step, with so effort, it could still be evened out.
NPCs, after all, even if they have preferences, generally need to maintain fairness.
Hill’s attitude was also clear at that ti: anyone who wasn’t a red na could co and interact with him.
But in the minds of so narrow-minded individuals, his existence as this NPC was glaring.
Rather than waste ti catching up to the goodwill others have established, it’s better to start from scratch and have everyone begin anew together.
Of course, Hill couldn’t understand this kind of twisted mindset, but later he didn’t hold grudges because he realized it was due to his rapid consecutive promotions that caused a slight flaw in his ntal sea... making it a bit too easy for him to get excited.
Like a bear that just drank its fill of ad, acting a bit capriciously and domineeringly.
Mages like Fran and Adrian who took it step by step wouldn’t exhibit such behaviors.
Hill suspected that his grandfather and Uncle Adrian knew what had happened, but his mistake could only be described as a montary oversight, and the responsibility was negligible—normally, once the excitent subsided, it would be over.
However, he happened to encounter shaless and petty-minded individuals and was made a target... This is the downside of the Undead Tribe’s souls not being controlled by the world’s consciousness—though there are ways to detect lies, the hostility within their souls is hard to avoid.
Unlike beings influenced by natural will, who would naturally be drawn to Hill and subconsciously exclude him from malicious sches.
So finally Fran and Adrian vented all their displeasure on the Undead Tribe and William, who brought the Undead Tribe along... William was indeed strong, making it hard to threaten him.
However, William’s demand for upgrades in alchemy factories and various machines was very high.
To make Fran overlook these unpleasant feelings, William dragged the God of Ti and Space to mine together... Initially, the veins beneath the new capital he was mining himself were enough to pay the high price.
But only the special attribute ores excavated by the God of Ti and Space from the River of Ti and Space could interest Fran and slightly sway his indifferent attitude.
Of course, as everyone got along better later, this matter was completely resolved.
There was no need to ntion the later events. After ascending to beco Legendary, every ti Hill recalled those past events, he found little to say about the him who was not much different from the lively Aurelio... However, he’s always been big-hearted, so he reconciled with that part of him that was like bouncing around with a jar of honey.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t later have smoothed relations with the End of the World after they changed bosses, even tolerating ’Lu Huayu’.
The Undead Tribe also noticed this attitude of his, which is why they brought Zhu ili out into the open... Rather than being an accomplice, this guy was one of the main conspirators—though he rely conspired, he wasn’t the principal.
Hill sat at the edge of the Cloud Platform, smiling as he listened to a group of the Undead Tribe muttering about how a Greek God that tamorphosed like that could have a soul that split into an old-fashioned God of Ti and Space, and simultaneously discussing how to corner Luciella and her possible little boy while maintaining control of the situation.
The most important question was, who exactly was the father of that little boy? Truly daring and resourceful.
Others only fantasized it; he lived out the days as if scripted.
’Old Age Striking King’ suddenly spoke coldly: "I rember you once ntioned that Luciella went to seduce that Ismael?
Did she really go to seduce him?
Or was it just to let soone see her?"
The chattering Undead Tribe suddenly fell silent, looking anxiously at the Female Priest who had spoken so astonishingly.
"That Ismael really has the style from over in Eden; it’s obvious he likes mature won," said the ’Old Age Striking King’ nonchalantly. "The Danboro people have been in contact with him for so long, how could they not know this?
Not to ntion Lucy Aila has that woman behind her presence.
n, huh~ you should know, if you really like a dairy cow, you would never look down at a manatee."
Several n around her shifted uneasily, as if they wanted to distance themselves from her.
Hill listened, a bit confused, then vaguely rembered... Manatees also have chests, but they seem to be only fist-sized.
Indeed, compared to sothing like a washboard, a stead bun... a woman who understands proportions can say more hurtful things.
Hill suddenly slumped over the table... Why is he thinking about these problems?
The Undead Tribe must be poisonous, right?
’Snow Cloud Peak’ didn’t seem to feel anything, he looked at ’Mobi Chenxin’ seriously: "When you’re chatting with Lucimar, rember to pass this on."
"What? Manatee? Haha~" ’Battlefield Lightning’ seed to just realize, cackling with laughter, and the way he carried on the conversation fit so perfectly.
This made the hundreds of Proud Sky Alliance managers sitting around this small square have peculiar expressions.
"Phew..."’Lu Huayu’ exhaled deeply... Because of Diett and Lind’s brotherly bond, the Battlefield family seed to be falling into his hands, and at tis like these, when things go wrong, several people turned their gaze to him!
What could he do?
Since the ss was thrown his way, all he could do was take it and put the lid on it.
’Lu Huayu’ awkwardly laughed twice, then quickly changed the subject: "Lightning~ didn’t Diett say he would co over in a few days?"
"Ah~ yes." ’Battlefield Lightning’ nodded cheerfully, "Once the battle here is over, I’ll take the Knight Corps to et him, just as those guys who ca with Lucimar should get lost by then.
Lind will probably be able to go out for a look.
He’s been really cooped up lately, he used to at least take morning and evening walks around the city.
Diett wanted to co a few days ago, but Lind desperately refused.
Well, after all, coming here ans crossing such a long coast, it’s indeed a bit dangerous.
Yesterday, the young master just reluctantly agreed to let his brother co."
"It’s impossible for all of them to leave, when you go to et Diett, tell him to pay attention to the Finch family, they seem to be up to sothing, the Stelter family knows a lot about this, just ntion it, no need to say more." ’Lu Huayu’ sighed helplessly with a careful reminder.
Lind, who had just arrived at the valley, probably thought that all this would be his future domain, and naturally felt proud, inspecting early and late.
When that group of people arrives, they still rember his family, his mother, and how he nearly collapsed amidst the laughing conversations of those nobles, the clever child naturally chose to stay shut indoors.
Who would want to discuss interests with those locust-like people?
Just the various taxes provided by the Undead Tribe are enough for him to calmly learn the most money-burning alchemy!
With the Undead Tribe around, when the sky falls, soone will hold it up: even if the Danboro nobles disapprove of Lind’s retreat, they can’t in front of the Undead Tribe insist on knocking on those two closed castle gates.
But Lightning wasn’t wrong either, most of those people have left... It’s impossible for all of them to go... in that case, Lind would surely be willing to go out.
As for why he is willing to let Diett co over at this ti, ’Lu Huayu’ actually knows full well.
Lind has never worried about his brother having any designs on Cain Valley, but he’s uneasy about his father.
The sa goes for Diett, the reason he doesn’t actively co here is actually that he doesn’t want anyone from Basia to take advantage of him to extend their hand into Lind’s territory.
But now it’s okay, just like the nobles who originally wanted to ddle in Cain Valley have left... No matter how scheming, no one would ss with a place where there’s a true god descended.
Even though Ambori’s presence is not much noticed by the Undead Tribe, Aesces and the floating Hill don’t feel much either, but to these ordinary humans, it is still very intimidating.
Ordinary people wouldn’t think that a deity’s mind might not turn faster than Lind’s.
Lind is indeed very smart, quickly preparing for Diett’s arrival, and he’s not stupid either.
’Lu Huayu’ comforted himself inwardly, even though he still had to drag along guys like Lightning who were missing a brain, at least his allies were still competent, his days were already quite good.
As for Ambori, and his troubleso boss, for Chief Steward Lu, they never counted as trouble, after all, he’s willing to bear it himself.
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