The sowhat wilting Black Stone Sphere flew up, making a show of looking into the distance... as if sothing in the Heavenly Realm needed its attention to be known.
It then hesitantly began to speak: "The Finch Family of Danboro is doing alright in the Heavenly Realm.
They should have so connections with their descendants below, so I guess they figured out who you are?
They’re probably trying to ask you about the Finch Family’s current situation."
Although Hill wasn’t particularly astute, he could still guess what Finch really wanted to know: "Are you really dumb or just pretending?
It’s not like they don’t know their descendants are working in the birthing quarters protected by your Ismael!
Heh~
This is a probe, isn’t it? Trying to figure out my stance once Ismael arrives in the Heavenly Realm?
After all, my relationship with the Undead Tribe is well known, and... the Ismael Family has a young son serving as a lord for the Undead Tribe!"
Even knowing that Lucimar must have a complicated relationship with his biological father due to his lineage, the Finch Family seems to want a definite answer from him.
The young Finch in Basia City probably has so personal motives and thus hasn’t clarified so key situations.
Tsk, Hill couldn’t help but give Aesces a sidelong glance: "You really... Blue Oak Rock raised a bunch of stalactites, and there’s hardly anyone useful among them."
"What do the matters of the Heavenly Realm have to do with ?" Aesces replied discontentedly, "I gave them a place to freely showcase their abilities, a gateway out of my universe, and the rest... is up to them.
If they’re asking for death, why should I save them?"
Hill quickly understood his aning... Only those at Level 16 or higher could exist in the Heavenly Realm, primarily mages.
Clerics can’t exceed this level without blessings from deities.
And for knights, warriors, and the like, in Aesces’s universe, bound so tightly by the Law Line, it’s nearly impossible for them to reach that boundary.
The truth about the Heavenly Realm is that it’s a compromise from Aesces regarding the existence of mages. After all, without a path forward, the trouble mages can stir up could be imnse.
Hill inwardly apologized for having previously accused Aesces of being ostentatious... This stone head was stubborn enough.
He caught on to Aesces’s aning.
These people wanted freedom, and he granted it to them, but as for the rest, he turned a blind eye.
No wonder those Finch were so anxious about Ismael Family’s arrival... Once they co, Aesces would certainly be more involved than he is now.
"What they want to know is about Ismael’s matters after coming here, right?" Hill gently reminded.
"I wouldn’t just put them all together." Aesces said, surprised, "When Ismael arrives, why would I only give him a bare mountain?
They don’t propagate like you do.
Besides, Ismael will surely bring his children up here~
They don’t have the ability to casually fly between peaks. Recently, I’ve been experinting with a Ring Mountain with a large flat ground in the middle.
If the kids behave, they won’t end up mysteriously falling to their deaths like the others!"
So you knew all along, just didn’t care, nor planned to provide a suitable living environnt for those mages.
Hill nodded, finally understanding this guy’s typical attitude... Though cold, this is how most World Masters treat mages.
Teraxil’s Goddess of the Earth is counted as one of the more friendly ones, but as long as it doesn’t impact the environnt, she’ll also watch as mages engage in self-destructive gas.
So these mages from Aesces struggled, expending imnse effort to defeat competitors and establish their own domain, naturally not wanting Ismael to ascend.
But they don’t have the strength to prevent Ismael from bringing his whole family up, and they’re scheming for ways to have Ismael bring a few of their own up... so they can only attempt to associate with Hill, who has a good relationship with the World Master.
Finally understanding the cause of these troubles, Hill irritably pulled out his Crystal Fan and waved it towards the flying beings nearby.
A whirlwind sprang up suddenly in the clouds, rapidly wrapping around them and sending them back to where they started.
"Now, it’s peaceful." Hill gently nodded, "I still have things to do!"
These mages couldn’t be as emotionally unintelligent as Aesces, and probably won’t return.
"What do you plan to do?"
The Black Stone Sphere’s emotional intelligence was just about at this level... Seeing the lurking sphere, Hill could only purse his lips, "That Princess Scaret, what did she give birth to?"
"A son. Looks a lot like Ismael." Aesces asked in confusion, "Why do you care?"
"So, Gaia’s entire sche failed, huh?" Hill didn’t even bother to answer such a stupid question, wondering why he’d even asked.
"Yes!" The little black sphere jumped once, saying proudly, "Snow Cloud Peak was really clever, even pinpointing matters on the desert’s side. The Black and White Path fully deployed, blocking all necessary routes, and those two couldn’t escape!"
"Eosca didn’t help at all!" Hill exclaid with a sigh.
"He hoped I could secretly open a passage to the Wind Elental Plane for him." Aesces replied honestly.
He wanted to travel through the Elental Domain from Wendy?" Hill mused, "Seems like that Wind Elental Goddess wasn’t entirely banished from the Wind Elental Realm just because she followed Eosca!"
"Why be banished?" Aesces asked in puzzlent, "She just suddenly felt she had found love and was willing to spend so ti for this affection.
Even if a few hundred thousand years were wasted, she could always start anew!"
"Look at how thrilling her life is!"
"You make it sound like you’re an Elent Lord," Hill said blandly.
The small black sphere jumped suddenly: "Ah~ I’m not. I have a much richer emotional life! My life is much more colorful!"
Hill smirked and reminded him lightly, "I think, while I’m here, I can open the Undead Tribe’s grand curtain, right?"
"What?" The small black sphere tilted 45 degrees in confusion.
"If it’s sothing useful in Toril, it can be used here too, right?" Hill said directly, "Because Gaia is excessively strong, I’ve been forced off the scene and need to open my viewing tools!"
"How... is she strong?" Aesces’s focus was always so peculiar.
"I, just a slightly higher-level Magic Book, can’t be used in your Pri Material Plane," Hill sneered, "And yet, Gaia actually brought in a Divine Artifact of the sa level as the Bottle of Life!
Just how big is the hole in your head, huh?"
Aesces guiltily started to drift down: "You can open whatever you want~ I didn’t even interfere when they were drawing summoning arrays for devils here."
"What happened to the devil?" Hill asked sharply.
"Huh? Only those I allow can enter the Heavenly Realm, whether gods or devils," Aesces said in surprise, "Of course it’s dead~"
He spoke with full justification: "So soone opened a crack in the door, and it could just enter? This is my house!"
All right then~
Hill looked down at his feet and seriously asked him: "What about below? Isn’t that considered your house?"
"It’s considered, but this is the yard.
The yard is so big, there will always be sneaky rats digging holes in!" Aesces answered smoothly this ti, "I’ve been trying hard to deal with it!
It’s just that so rats built their nests on the foundation, which annoys a bit."
"Snow Cloud Peak is really a good teacher." Hill sincerely sighed.
"I want him," Aesces said unhappily, "But your William said it’s a price I can’t afford.
Who is he looking down on?
The Earth Deity, a pauper?"
"Gaia," Hill reminded coolly.
"She’s nothing!" Aesces cursed violently, "Even the idiot Toril knows, as long as the Divinity related to life is in your hands, there’s hope to reclaim the opposite side!
She’s so... no wonder even Asmodeus, who dared to take Tiamat in, doesn’t want her!
In the end, she can only go to hang out with crazy frogs!"
Then he suddenly reacted: "Wait, what do you an?
Why not ntion the price for Snow Cloud Peak?"
"Snow Cloud Peak didn’t create any great sins, why send him to you for tornt?" Hill reluctantly clarified, "He helped William so much! How can he die without peace!
One who dies and still suffers, one Lucimar is enough, he owes you, otherwise, which wise one would beco your aide?"
Aesces flickered discontentedly: "Hmph! Where can you find a Main God as generous as ?
You just wait!
That Snow Old Dog will only sit in the God of Justice’s Divine Kingdom envying the happy life of Lucimar in my house in the future!"
Needing Snow Cloud Peak won’t work, Snow Old Dog, this guy has learned the most useless essence of the Undead Tribe.
Hill thought for a mont, then yelled toward the sky: "I’ve left Cain Valley, Triton, still behaving?"
"The Undead Tribe has made arrangents for battle," a slow voice drifted down from the sky.
Hill patted his clothes and turned toward the Magic Tower: "List~"
"The bathroom is ready," the Tower Spirit replied cheerfully, "The playback setting on the terrace is installed, you can activate it anyti.
Which kind does Mr. Chair like?
An armchair? A high-backed sofa with a footrest?"
"High-backed," Hill said joyfully, "Watching other people’s drama is indeed more comfortable than performing oneself!"
However, with a renewed look, neatly grood Hill lay on the sofa, but upon launching the grand curtain, he didn’t feel comfortable at all.
Facing the ’Defense of Ambori’ battle of the Undead Tribe, the first reaction after much turmoil... Of course, it might be because the most agitated one was a certain conductor clan chief in the Youth Journey of the Wenjian World... just created another song that everyone’s singing.
"mory’s bear~
Leaving ho again for no reason
I traveled to the End of the World and couldn’t find him
Couldn’t find him~"
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