"Their total number won’t exceed ten thousand, and those truly capable of fighting are probably less than a thousand. Yet just your arrival caused them to lose over five hundred people, which is probably because you are the weakest by my side. They could only choose to target you as a breakthrough point to provoke conflict among King Candidates,"
Rod wisely didn’t continue this topic; otherwise, if he accidentally exposed his traitor identity, wouldn’t that be courting death?
However, Rod didn’t think this Giant Chief Judge was related to the Polluter Sect.
According to what the Black Priest said, it seed he had made a big na for himself within the Polluter Sect, getting so sort of ’God of Eating Feces’ power. They mistakenly believed that his current strength was all due to eating excrent like crazy in sewers. Even the Black Priest herself thought divine power was contained in his feces and was eager to consu it, yet Rod was stingily unwilling to oblige her.
These people really have no Spiritual Light in their heads.
And that Chief Judge was both cheap and cunning, not appearing to be an ally of the Polluter Sect. He didn’t even recognize himself; it was unlikely that he ca to execute a traitor.
But no matter what, these pests should be eradicated as quickly as possible.
With this in mind, Rod asked, "What should I do now?"
Qingyu quietly looked at him, with Divine Light restrained in her eyes, as if implying sothing indescribable.
She took out a pendant from her clothes. It had a silver hinge and a golden rectangular charm set with a blue gemstone.
"This is a Mist Pendant; it can conceal your aura, shield your Spiritual Power Waves."
Qingyu placed the pendant in Rod’s hand, saying softly.
"You should know how to use it. Please don’t worry; I will take care of the matters to follow."
Rod instantly understood, his heart filled with gratitude, and the slight resentnt he had towards her dissipated without a trace. He accepted the pendant, saying solemnly, "I understand. Rest assured, leave it to ."
Qingyu smiled and said, "That’s great."
Her smile was exceedingly beautiful, like clear sunshine, giving Rod a feeling of being healed, and two words surfaced in his heart.
Afterward.
They casually talked about so topics, mainly to alleviate the emotions of sadness and pain.
For example, "Why did you suddenly appear here?"
Qingyu told him that she received reports from Linfeng City’s relocation team about an abnormal increase in monsters and saw traces of a powerful Spiritual Power Cannon passing through the suspicious direction in the sky, so she ca to investigate.
Jon was probably the sa.
"A suspicious direction?"
"The midsection of the Dead Mountain Range, inside, where there are no powerful monsters. It shouldn’t have seen such a strong Spiritual Power attack."
"Oh."
Rod instantly got it; the Giant Chief Judge had been standing on higher ground than him and was much taller. The "Spiritual Power Fifth Layer lody" had an upward angle and struck the sky.
No wonder they both arrived one after another; their defense zones must have been adjacent above and below.
No wonder Jon was so suspicious.
Rod casually asked, "How’s my Spiritual Power Cannon?"
Qingyu revealed a smile.
"Little Rod, I’ve heard about your affairs. Your ’instant shot’ is very strong, but I don’t think you’re fully unleashing its power. Next ti you could show the firing process in its entirety; I could suggest a better way to use it."
Rod’s face darkened; no thanks, it wouldn’t be an ’instant shot’ if I really used it here with you.
He coughed and changed the subject, subtly inquiring about the aning of the phrase "one of the King’s husbands."
Qingyu’s delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Jon’s talking nonsense. In his mind, there’s only Victory and conquest now. Even if I won, I wouldn’t want him as a King husband. He’s too greasy."
The emphasis was on the "one."
Rod looked at her, hoping she would explain further on her own.
Qingyu blinked her large eyes, tentatively asking, "Do you also want to be my King husband? But the place has already been reserved by a hundred and thirty people. If you don’t mind, I can add you to the list."
Although invisible, Rod guessed his current expression must be very spectacular.
"Cough, that, what if I don’t beco King?"
"Then I won’t have beco one."
"What about those hundred and thirty people?"
"They would be the husbands of the Guardian."
Husbands... plural?
Rod didn’t know what to say, so he simply asked directly, "What if I just want to marry you alone, is that fine?"
Hearing this question, Qingyu didn’t get angry or blush; she just patted his shoulder, smiling and saying, "Then you’ll have to work hard, little Rod. I’ll wait for that day."
Their conversation basically ended there.
Before leaving, Rod casually asked about their nas.
"Why do so of you have such strange nas? Like Black Bear and such."
Qingyu seriously said, "You can’t call his na directly; Lord Aligali Dan Black Bear is my father."
"Sorry."
Qingyu smiled and explained, "Trolian has taken in many refugees through its long history; they have a variety of customs. So na themselves after tribes, so after weapons, so after alcohol, minerals, forging tools, so by honorific titles, so by natural phenona, geography, weather, or animals from legends."
"Like , my father, the people of the Aligali family, we are all the sa."
User Comments
0 comments from readers