Chapter 2297 - 872: Lansendel’s Unhappiness

’Cunlü’ didn’t plan to reveal what she was thinking... Considering this guy might actively rush out, the main purpose was to test her understanding of the Wenjian Clan.

What she was most thankful for now was that although because of the ’Old Age Striking King’ playing with the other party and seemingly suffering some great ordeal, leading to some important task often making her grumble about her teammates at that time, she had some impression of those two people. But others wouldn’t know about this.

Actually, she wasn’t always so cold and arrogant towards people from other families.

But, how should one put it... success came from the Duchess, and defeat also came from the Duchess.

The Black Rose Wild Boar Legion was really eye-catching.

Although in Teraxil, especially within Hill Valley, there were quite a few animals willing to accompany the Undead Tribe through life and death, even leaving their world, compared to the vast number of the Undead Tribe, they were still a minority.

Of course, this doesn’t mean they can’t find animal companions in Teraxil.

But these animal companions seldom truly wish to follow the Undead Tribe and leave their world.

This also includes Wenjian’s Embroidered Crab.

Despite many coming out, the reality is only a few thousand.

There’s no other way, although ocean Magical Beasts might seem numerous and powerful, that’s just appearance.

They’re not insects, who can compare in numbers to the Undead Tribe?

After all, Magical Beasts aren’t born with the qualification to stand by the Undead Tribe... even if Embroidered Crabs are arrogant and trust the ’Young Master’, they wouldn’t casually send out even their young.

Only her Duchess was the most reliable guarantee for a legion.

And the boars, with their exceptional reproductive capability, can quickly turn a pair into a legion, attracting many Undead Tribe members who want to establish a Knight Corps and find it hard to obtain complete unit mount friends from Hill Valley. They turned their gaze to Black Rose, especially her.

’Cunlü’ actually knows that the outside world calls her the ’Mother of Boars’, but she doesn’t care.

She always takes responsibility for her actions... plus, from the beginning, Hill had already informed her of the consequences!

But she really didn’t expect that one day, most of the people around her would come for the boars.

She’s no fool; with so many people in Black Rose, how could she possibly allow her pigs to be spoiled by outsiders?

Moreover, her pigs, once their contractors leave Black Rose, would be sent back to the Duchess’s immense companion space by the system.

Even if the pigs have strong feelings for humans, it’s the same.

Compared to momentary sadness, confronting one’s family is the most frightening thing... ’Cunlü’ absolutely doesn’t want a day when her pigs stand against her, not only being a support to opponents but also stabbing painful swords back at family.

Thus, her interactions with other families decreased more and more, ultimately nearing none.

It’s hard to say if those former friends had any such fantasies from the start.

But in ’Cunlü’s mind, when she opened her mouth to make such requests, they definitely weren’t friends anymore.

Actually, family thoughts~ feelings~ are secondary; the most important thing was those people treated her pigs as trade goods.

Indeed, boars reproduce a lot and aren’t very noticed in the outside world.

But that doesn’t mean her pigs can be put on the scales as trade goods!

Thinking about those annoying matters, ’Cunlü’ can’t help but get angry.

So when facing ’Pitaya’s boring probings, ’Cunlü’ was very sarcastic and sharp: "People like you, insignificant, no matter how much you say, next time we meet you’ll have to introduce yourself."

Can you just skip the nonsense and get to the point?"

’Pitaya’ took a sharp breath: "Lady Cunlü, I know you’re not satisfied with those things, but it has nothing to do with me!

I’m just a worker."

"Why are you still talking nonsense?" ’Cunlü’ rolled her eyes, "Do I need to understand your thought process?

Heh, for people whom I won’t see again..."

’Pitaya’ clutched the ship’s side, and in the nearby ’Ji Lanyuan’s’ outrageous laughter, finally gave up on continuing to play nice with ’Cunlü’ and compromised: "Lady Cunlü, we have only one request: let the Black Rose Wild Boar Legion never appear again."

’Cunlü’ tilted her head: "I thought only Rose found boars scary!

Huh~ What, you all have swamp pits?

Hmm?

Right, the pit-like place the Old Age Striking King encountered, could it be related to you?"

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In the hall, Hill, who had been silently watching this confrontation, couldn’t help but sit up straight.

Lansendel and Shaer’s attention also clearly focused a bit more... although the intrigues of the Undead Tribe were important to them, for the two deities who had weathered many storms in Toril, it held no real appeal.

Their comedic behavior was what stimulated them.

Or people like the ’Old Age Striking King’ and ’Snow Cloud Peak’ were what captured their attention... after all, they might meet them in the future.

But such small tricks and calculations that neither affect Toril nor shock anyone, Shaer and Lansendel naturally wouldn’t care.

However, Hill pondered over it for quite a while.

He had obviously gathered from these people’s exchange that the company founded by the God of Time and Space and William had finally entered the third phase.

As for the second phase, naturally it was the frenzied sabotage by competitors... William did borrow some eastern wind!

And when competitors couldn’t directly crush them with unscrupulous means, it’s time for those who want to invest and snatch money to show up.

Of course, they’re still reasonable, at least openly offering a sum of money.

But if you think earning money on your own is better, then... let’s wait and see.

There are some matters you can discern just by Shaer’s performance.

She certainly has some avatar, no, maybe even her true self with William now.

If William showed interest in these affairs, Shaer wouldn’t be acting so nonchalant now.

Clearly, these people’s antics have long been within William’s sight, and whether ’Snow Cloud Peak’ and the rest can win this battle, William couldn’t possibly be the loser.

Hill has already figured it out.

Although the World Will of the World Without Magic would conceal William and the God of Time and Space’s presence so thoroughly that people wouldn’t raise suspicions about the game’s wonder.

However, the God of Time and Space isn’t one to entrust his existence into others’ hands.

Moreover, the shared bloodline inevitably leads him to do something... not on the fantasy side, but on the technology side.

Don’t forget, he once wandered around The River of Time and Space for many times!

Although, he can’t bring out any technology that would influence the World Without Magic’s future, just alleviating the warriors’ mental damage with healing technology should still be reasonable.

And besides, this is considered a merit... it can perfectly compensate for the World Without Magic’s cost for helping them.

The God of Time and Space clearly dislikes owing favors.

As for how they connected with the military without exposing their existence, the World Will of the World Without Magic is likely more than happy to take the role... though there’s no child of the world in the World Without Magic, there are still people with remarkably good luck.

This is a natural choice; even if the World Will dislikes it, it can only wait for their luck to balance itself.

Anyway, when luck runs fast for those with bad character.

As for those with good enough character, if luck is slower to deplete, it’s not a concern.

Nevertheless, if such people are working for William and the God of Time and Space and secretly hiding the truth... then those working against them will have atrocious luck, as you’d expect.

Hill just needs to think of himself to understand.

While his luck mainly helps him bypass risks... but when his side risks disappear, those scheming many will likely taste their own bitter fruit.

Just like Kelben, although he was merciless when he struck, he didn’t excessively force the Black Staff... Hill did consider that guy’s listing on the Path of Destiny.

But now with Kelben, even if he wakes up, would he dare resurrect?

If magic doesn’t smooth past grievances a bit in a thousand years, resurrecting would be a madness.

Hill lightly shook his head, letting go of unnecessary concerns, and turned to smile at Lansendel: "Did you notice, Lansendel?"

The Lord of Dawn gently nodded: "William started sorting people.

It seems we have quite a few undead expressing interest in him, and he hopes this chaos will weed out those easily swayed.

Anyway, we’re all watching, even if someone we like causes trouble, he can’t be blamed.

Heh~

The God of Justice and Fairness is indeed impressive.

Even in matters like this, he found such... fair way to resolve it."

Although that’s what he said, it’s clear Lansendel didn’t quite think so; he wasn’t very happy.

After all, this time, the test’s center was obviously on the ’Young Master.’

The matters weren’t complicated, but betrayers came from his past friends, intruders from his current enemies... all this might just turn a ’Chuunibyou Teenager’ into an adult.