Surviving The Fourth Calamity

'Snow Cloud Peak' greeted with a sincerely aligned expression on both human and dragon faces: "What? Do you have any good news to share?"

"Old Dog... can you not talk to me with that attitude reserved for your sponsors?" 'Old Age Striking King' swapped his expression from schadenfreude to indifference, "The last person you treated this way, if I recall, has already quit."

'Snow Cloud Peak' quickly touched his face: "Huh? Did I just use my business expression?"

With a sigh, he said: "Ah, that Envoy of the Night actually triggered my stress response... the one in the Underdark last time didn't seem so... hmm... high and mighty."

"You could just say she looks down on everyone, similar to those heirs who wanted to buy out your family... all see themselves as elite types." Sanda King slid down from the White Dragon, "She won't end well, it's not just a whipping this time.

That Goddess of the Night is likely watching, perhaps feeling that her priest is too embarrassing, so she punished her again.

There was no one there but me and a bunch of animals, so her punishment was even harsher...it's absolutely cruel for a woman, not only did her hair turn white, but her face also grew wrinkles.

Tsk, I saw her almost burst into tears, begging pitifully on her knees for mercy, swearing to complete the Goddess's task, then she threw on a black cloak and ran off."

Hill looked puzzled at the shadow under the big tree... Why do goddesses love to punish followers who defy their will like this?

It's not that he doesn't understand the blow to females of aging and ugliness... after all, having been in an information-rich world, even if he were dull, he couldn't fail to grasp that much.

But Hill just cannot comprehend why these goddesses all like to do this… Aren't they still their own followers?

If such punishment makes these female priests want to die... what's the point of driving them to despair?

The key is, aren't they still expected to work?

If their emotions collapse, can they finish their tasks properly?

He genuinely feels that the Toril Gods should learn human resource management… no matter the reason for followers' loyalty, a competent and devoted manager is truly rare!

Although Hill's heart was churning with somewhat improper words, he strove to maintain a calm expression, especially since Celene's laughter was already loud enough.

If it weren't for the strong Isolation Array on the Floating Castle, Hill would seriously suspect that Lynn in the Agleya City Hall could hear such a resounding laugh.

After all, he could feel the branches and leaves of the tree where Oberon slept shaking… even the fairy spirits who usually stroll with their spider butterflies on the lawn disappeared in an instant.

The laughter certainly wouldn't scare these famously brave Little Fairies, but the spreading Shadow Force would.

Hill silently held up his glass and took a big sip, while Shaer indeed seemed very angry, based on his recent understanding of the two sisters, a fight wouldn't break out.

During this period, Shaer had been mocking Celene's betrayed Chosen, Celene finally had the chance for some counterattack, a bit more unscrupulous of her.

"What are you laughing at?" Shaer spoke lightly, "I thought you should envy my subordinates, although a bit flustered, at least they understand to revere my presence.

Don't you know about the leader of your followers?

You surely wouldn't compare that Laila to Iltmara, right?"

"How can you bring that up?" Celene said in surprise, "If you were the weaker one, that Iltmara ...

"She would definitely betray, possibly even attempt to help my enemies to hunt me down... but once the battle is over, she would absolutely not stay in Toril." Shaer stated decisively, "Iltmara would never do something as stupid as trying to become the master of your Planet Celene like that Laila did.

Your subordinates are only greedy without intelligence; that's why I look down on them.

But it's useless to say anything if you can't even see through such fools.

If all your subordinates are that foolish, what can you do?

Don't say you don't mind... have you reopened the Moon God Nation?"

This string of attacks left Celene momentarily speechless… in fact, she isn't the only deity betrayed by her Chosen, but one whose all Chosen betrayed, and attempted to seize her original Divine Kingdom, left only Maiden of the Moon.

She's still drifting in the Stellar Realm, unwilling to return to Planet Celene to summon the original Moon God Nation on the planet's backside again, isn't it just a little psychological resistance towards there!

Celene hesitated for a moment before speaking: "It's not that I don't want to, but there are still many ordinary people living on Planet Celene, as soon as I reopen my Divine Kingdom, they would be doomed.

"How could I do such a vicious thing?"

The more she reasoned, the more righteous she felt.

"Do you think I'd believe that?" Shaer laughed incredulously, "Would you care about the lives of Laila's followers? Once all the divinity of Silvermoon returned to you, all the temples of Laila on Planet Celene exploded... They were simply indulgent, not the living dead.

Most of them have now fled to those asteroids that are the Tears of Celene, right? I remember there's a trading star of Tom's followers there."

Hill blinked and softly asked, "Would Tom shelter them? I remember the inhabitants of Planet Celene are quite wealthy, given that the planet is full of gemstone mines.

However, the Star Realm Pirates must be very interested in them, right? They didn't act against them before because Planet Celene has a natural puzzle lock that defends it, with only a few places where spaceships can land."

"As long as they aren't part of the Evil Faction, Tom will grant them protection." Shaer unexpectedly answered herself, as Hill originally hoped to give Celene a chance to back down.

"Tom maintains the rules of space; we don't want to do more than necessary... Having chosen to go to such a chaotic place means being prepared to be killed. But his kind heart won't be harmed as long as those he protects do not actively offend the deities." Celene's voice was somewhat ethereal, seemingly struck by her sister's extraordinary output.

Hill tilted his head to glance at that moonlight... In this aspect, Celene was unexpectedly reasonable; she didn't regard Laila's followers as all enemies.

No wonder Celene's puzzle lock would still protect the residents of that planet... It's clear to anyone with a bit of common sense where the silver-blue puzzle lock surrounding Planet Celene comes from.

Even if one is truly unaware of worldly matters, seeing the force of silver fire used by the subordinates of the Maiden of the Moon should make it clear. Pretending to be ignorant is useless... only Celene's power has that color.

Obviously, Celene does not plan to act directly against the residents of Planet Celene, but if they refuse to leave when she resolutely decides to return, only a dead end awaits them.

Celene always makes people feel the gentleness of Silvermoon in unexpected places... but moonlight can also become cruel in an instant.

Shaer laughed coldly: "The next time you have bad luck, it will surely be because of such unnecessary mercy."

Celene hesitated for a few seconds before resolutely saying, "But isn't every time I encounter misfortune because of you? If you don't seek trouble with me, there wouldn't be a next time, would there?"

Hill almost laughed and quickly poured himself another glass of wine... He felt that if things continued like this, his alcohol tolerance might catch up with Adrian, who drinks spirits.

Shaer remained silent for a long time, likely reflecting on why she bothered to talk nonsense with Celene.

Victorious, Celene hummed her Moonlight Tune triumphantly.

Hill didn't really understand what she was proud of... but he certainly wouldn't be tactless enough to ask.

There was movement again from the Undead Tribe displayed on the giant screen; once it was confirmed that Vila's Royal Palace wouldn't change locations, they started building a Refugee Town at the outermost area... Any Toril people who passed the oil painting's test were eligible to reside there.

The Undead Tribe weren't like the Kalinsanians; they didn't care about how much trouble those spies from other countries had previously caused Kalinsan... Luckily, those spies knew where they stood, dragging their injured bodies, they offered to help build their own houses: compared to the refugees, they probably couldn't leave the Mil Forest anymore.

So no matter which country they came from, no matter how many times they tried to harm each other in the past, they could only choose to live together... Living with the Kalinsanians, who might set their house on fire in the middle of the night.

This forest clearing was relatively large, and oval-shaped; those spies decided to build their houses at the opposing oval tip from the Kalinsanian refugees.

The Undead Tribe originally had no intention of giving them two separate places to build… However, these spies not only contributed their labor, but they also had money.

In the cutthroat world, there must be enough benefits for anyone to do the job... Each spy could produce ten or twenty gemstones from their bodies.

Doing business for money is the principle of the Undead Tribe... 'Snow Cloud Peak' was straightforward, not only finding Vila to completely allocate that place to the spies... Although the gemstones used to buy the land ended up with the Little Fairy Queen, Snow Old Dog always only earned the money he deserved.

'Snow Cloud Peak' also allowed them to purchase various building materials at market prices... Of course, the price he paid from the Temporal Artifact was not Toril's market price.

There were even a few esteemed Archmages who proactively came to use magic to build houses for these spies.

Of course, those familiar with the Undead Tribe would notice that these Earth Mages all hailed from the Alliance of Snow Cloud Peak.

Snow Old Dog is someone who understands how to find benefits for himself and his people within the rules.

Once the campsite in the Mil Forest was almost complete, Vila began to take the Little Fairies daily to patrol the forest; in autumn, there weren't many plants that could be replanted, so her main task was to repair those injured big trees.

Yet the Undead Tribe, on guard daily atop the city walls, discovered with surprise that many Kalinsanians fled from all directions into the Mil Forest.