Chapter 2843 - 948: Distribution of Spoils? Tch, Boring. Since Ancient Times, Divine Artifacts Belong Only to the Strong!_2

Chapter 2843: Chapter 948: Distribution of Spoils? Tch, Boring. Since Ancient Times, Divine Artifacts Belong Only to the Strong!_2

Right in front of the bonfire pile, they took off their shirts and traded punches, celebrating this hard‑won victory in a way that suited the temper of the Transia People perfectly.

This kind of occasion made His Highness Prince Hu Fu feel a bit out of his element. As the Empire’s Crown Prince, he rarely had chances to get this close to commoners, let alone be surrounded by a bunch of rough, brawny Soldiers.

But very soon, with a drink in hand, His Highness Hu Fu had no time to worry about any of that. Those Generals crowded over to talk to him. On an occasion like this, he naturally could not slack off when it came to representing the Empire’s dignity. Receiving one visitor after another with a taut smile quickly wore the Crown Prince out, and he began to miss the simple chats he’d just had with those honest Soldiers.

In that kind of setting, at least he didn’t need to use his brain—just raise his voice and shout, "A toast to victory," and he would win over a whole group of friends from the Exotic Lands.

"Hey, you’re from the Sanghai Empire?"

Just after Hu Fu and General Baldwin finished a somewhat informal yet still politically loaded conversation, a crisp voice sounded beside him. The slightly dizzy Crown Prince turned his head and saw a tall young girl, with a strange hairstyle and strange clothes, looking at him curiously.

"And you are?"

Hu Fu asked, somewhat puzzled.

This lady wore the badge of the Crimson Castle Administrative Office on her chest, showing that she was a civil servant of Transylvania. But next to that badge was another, a very ornate Feathered Serpent God Emblem that Hu Fu had never seen before, indicating another identity of hers.

Perhaps she was a Priest?

"Your Highness, that is the emblem of the Feathered Serpent God, along with the unique Gold ornamentation of the Osiris Royal Family."

A female Sun Priest whispered an explanation in Hu Fu’s ear:

"This lady should be from the Aztec Kingdom of the New Continent. Although they have not formally established diplomatic relations with the Empire, according to information brought back by travelers more than a hundred years ago, her homeland is a powerful force whose national strength rivals that of the Empire, ruling over two‑thirds of the New Continent’s territory.

She is a noble Princess Your Highness, so you should be more courteous."

"Mm."

Hu Fu nodded, immediately adopting a more solemn posture to pay his respects to Princess Qiuchote before him, only to have Qiuchote curl her lip and say:

"You’re way too stiff, aren’t you? First time in Transylvania? This land doesn’t like people as serious as you. Nifytelli has already adapted to the way things are here; maybe you should, too.

Anyway, my name is Qiuchote. My father once said that if I got the chance, I should pay a visit to the Sanghai Empire. Your travelers, over a hundred years ago, once represented the Pharaoh King to pay court to my grandfather, so when you go back, can I go with you?"

"Of course you may, Prince Qiuchote."

Hu Fu said in a gentle tone:

"The Sanghai Empire welcomes visits from friends who come from afar. Your presence in my homeland would make even the Sand Sea of Myriads feel honored beyond measure. But I am curious—you should currently be a formal civil servant of Transylvania. Leaving just like that won’t cause trouble for you?"

"I’ll be coming back, you know. It’s not like I’d be staying there forever."

Qiuchote shrugged, speaking in a very forthright way:

"It’s just carrying out one of the tasks my father assigned me. After I pay a visit to the Pharaoh King on behalf of the Aztec Kingdom, I’ll return to Transylvania and continue my food indus... ahem, what I mean is, my official duties!

I really love this place!

The people here are so straightforward and passionate, they speak so pleasantly, and the underground boxing championships they hold in the sewers are fantastic. I plan to bring this tradition back to my own country, to hold similar events in the Sky King City. That will definitely invigorate the martial spirit of our citizens.

By the way, I heard the Sanghai Empire also has many ’Craftsman God’s Relics’, right?"

"Craftsman God?"

Hu Fu asked in confusion:

"Are you talking about the Creator’s relic?"

"Yes, yes, yes. You call Him the creator; on our side we call Him the ’Craftsman God who forged the world’."

Qiuchote explained:

"The Aztec Kingdom is under the protection of the Feathered Serpent God, but we have also received the grace of the Craftsman God. There are many Craft God’s Legacy items circulating in our realm. Our craftsmen have tried to imitate the knowledge of the Craftsman God, but progress has been limited.

I heard that the Sanghai Empire has a lot of experience in this area, so if possible, I’d like to visit the craftsmen in your country."

"I can arrange that, Princess Your Highness. Of course, the Sanghai People are very interested in all knowledge left behind by the creator. So if possible, when you return to your homeland in the future, I also hope you will allow our travelers to accompany you, to journey to your realm in search of those lost and precious teachings."

Hu Fu nodded.

It was rare for him to meet someone close to him in age and status, so he took the initiative to tell Qiuchote many anecdotes and legends about the Creator’s relics, and in this celebration he thus found a new friend.

Guard Captain Sonny, Hu Fu’s Guard Commander, and General Bopal, who had been invited to attend, both wore looks of gratification.

Their own Highness truly deserved to be the future heaven‑ordained ruler of the Empire—he casually attended a single celebration and managed to establish a personal friendship with a high‑ranking member of a major foreign power from the Exotic Lands. That was truly the good fortune of the nation.

Just as the two Highnesses were exchanging interesting legends from their respective countries, a sudden burst of commotion rose from the celebration grounds below, accompanied by deafening cheers and whistles. Qiuchote glanced over in surprise and saw that the Foreign Spirit Heroes were rejoicing wildly, as if something wonderful had happened, and she decided to go over and join the fun.