Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Celene was very displeased, the moonlight in the pool swirled around, somewhat like a woman standing with her hands on her hips, shouting: "I like listening to moving melodies, beautiful songs, is there a problem?

Can't sing them myself but I'm not allowed to listen?"

Shaer sneered: "Who do you take me for, a fool? The sound from those music boxes is so much like you, who can't tell?

I really admire Miliel, just to earn a bit of your money, she has to transform into a female form and disguise her voice to sound similar to yours.

The instruments are no exception, I could tell right away, almost all the performances were executed by Lyril.

Like I'm unaware, the patrons of the Deepwater City tavern, don't they all think it's you performing and singing?

Initially, I didn't suspect the renowned beautiful songstress and dancer could be you, it's all due to this reputation? After all, you have sung in public a few times… Later, I realized, illusions are quite handy, aren't they?

Moreover, Kelben probably knows your true identity, so even if he realized you weren't singing for real, he wouldn't speak of it.

What a pity, if you hadn't been backstabbed by Laila, with your illusion skills not strong enough, you could have kept pretending!

Let me think… back then, the hottest topic at Sword Bay wasn't when that famous music-loving Blue Dragon would storm into Deepwater City demanding a solo performance at the Moonlight tavern for himself?

You should thank me for arriving early, otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to keep hiding?

If you stayed longer, I'd reckon you'd become the first great goddess pressured by nobles into revealing your identity through song!"

Hill stubbornly resisted the urge to sigh, silently downing a large gulp of elf wine.

Whenever it came to recounting old scores, even the cold Shaer could momentarily become a chatterbox.

Celene remained silent for a few minutes before speaking: "So, to thank you for your rescue, haven't I forever sealed our battle in the Silvermoon Temple of Deepwater City!

Have you seen it? Is it pretty?"

Shaer said coldly: "You only won that one time! I just don't have the habit of recording my battles!

Crazy? Let the whole world know what I look like!

Because of your foolish conduct, I had to abandon the Shadow Dancer manifestation!

Furthermore, after that, why didn't you dare to appear before me?"

"Of course I'd run after getting what I wanted!" Celene's tone was filled with exaggerated surprise, "I wouldn't even leave you a chance to ambush!

Hehe~ if you want to display an image of you fiercely beating me up at your temple, you're dreaming!"

Hill rested his chin on his hand watching the giant screen, but his mind couldn't help recalling the first time Goddess Suren appeared in his town, looking so cautious and ready to flee at any moment… Time really does fly! The goddess is still the same, but her aura has completely changed.

Shaer sneered a few times: "I wonder how many more times you can use these words to counter me… now I won't get angry over that matter anymore, try a different way to provoke me!"

Every time Celene brought up the result of that battle, it meant she was running out of words to deal with Shaer… having already triumphed, Shaer naturally didn't care to keep engaging with her foolish elder sister.

Though Celene really wanted to continue the duel, her own embarrassing history was too plentiful, she couldn't be sure what Shaer didn't already know.

The Maiden of the Moon decisively chose to end on a high note, she too sensed this lever was losing its effectiveness… ever since mingling with that William of Teraxil, Shaer's skin became thicker and thicker, almost catching up to her!

Topics that previously could easily anger her sister now were just mere topics… truly dull.

Her amusement instantly diminished significantly!

That William seems quite interesting, yet for some reason, he never says a word to her, dodging faster than anyone else, clearly chatting with Lynn earlier, he'd vanish the moment she approached.

Celene had tangled with the Temporal Artifact for a long time, but apart from the obstinately stiff relic, only a few god attendants replied!

The attendants of Deities in the Order Faction always spoke courteously humble, style indistinguishable from that of nobles, whenever they wanted to deal with someone, they'd make it sound pleasing, yet thinking further it's all nonsense, a sentence saying the Main God is busy could produce hundreds of repetitive spinning metaphors, Celene completely lost interest in further communications with them, choosing instead to return to watch the fun with little Hill.

It's still more amusing on the Undead Tribe side.

Though chaotic fighting ensued, such enjoyment couldn't be found in Toril against previous wars.

Indeed, only those unafraid to die with hearts filled with joy could conjure so much fun!

Celene had completely forgotten that she was just questioning why these Undead were drinking expensive potions to fight a meaningless battle, and continued to watch with great interest.

But the Yinbutu Crown Prince was a bit dumbfounded… He calculated in his heart the reward Yinbutu was prepared to give to the Teraxil Elves and couldn't help but feel bewildered.

What exactly do these Elves want? Even if the rewards given by Yinbutu were distributed evenly without any corruption by the commanders of the Teraxil Elves, it probably wouldn't be enough to buy even one bottle of potion.

Could it be that they are doing this at a loss just for fame?

However, Prince Holmes believed that after Yinbutu, no other country would dare to invite this group of Elves to their lands to play the game of demon-slaying.

No matter how many rumors he had heard before, it was only when he saw it with his own eyes that he understood how terrifying they were… And those half-believing and doubtful countries would no longer be foolish enough to think they could handle it after this group of Elves appeared one after another in Kalinsan and Yinbutu.

For any country, millions of Goblins are a disaster, except for the Giant Valley… After all, the Necromancers carrying the Undead Canopy can wipe out these little potatoes with almost no resistance in an instant.

Having chatted enough, 'Lu Huayu' glanced at the bewildered Prince Holmes and smiled warmly, "The battle on the mountaintop is about to end, Your Highness should advance into the carriage first!"

Very soon, we'll be on our way up the mountain; we need to choose a good spot."

Prince Holmes was suddenly startled, did the Teraxil Elves intend to let him see the palace of the Queen of the Succubus?

He didn't think for a moment that these Elves would leave anything from this palace for Yinbutu… That Queen of the Succubus and her lover have ruled the Ridge of Giants and the nearby forest lakes for thousands of years, wealthier than Yinbutu.

Even this palace, in the end, would likely be dismantled and taken away.

The Queen of Succubus invested a significant effort in this palace, using sturdy black jade as the foundation, complemented by black steel alloy that resists acid and lightning, and Erduk Tal Steel that blocks Prophecy Techniques.

Not to mention the special ores, each pound worth 3,000 gold coins, while black jade costs 5 gold coins per pound, yet the entirety of this palace used them by the ton!

Prince Holmes didn't think that when the Teraxil Elves left, this palace would leave any remnants… Each of them has storage tools, and there are plenty of them.

But, to be able to take a look before this palace disappears, to touch something that the Legendary Queen of the Succubus used… Even if he couldn't lie on the famous Deep Sea Shell bed that fits dozens, at least he could touch the light gauze curtains of the palace!

Prince Holmes was immediately intrigued, swiftly boarding the carriage.

'Lu Huayu' looked back twice, then turned and cheerfully invited the other noble youths to board other carriages… It was apparent that these were standard carriages Adrian devised later, lower in price but capable of automatic travel.

Since Hill and Fran left Teraxil, that now-Legendary Archmage had somewhat let loose, crafting no High-level Wonders, but modifying a heap of Low Rank items against the Undead Tribe… to earn money to buy some Legendary Level herbs.

However cheap it was, providing it for these NPCs for free was still unpleasant!

Yet, there was no other choice, unexpected guests arrived, and these folks had to be protected.

'Lu Huayu' hid extreme hostility beneath his bright smile… Snow Old Dog had entrusted these NPCs to him, and he certainly didn't want anything to go wrong for past enemies to ridicule them.

Even though he reckoned it was probably some issue within the Yinbutu Royal Family.

Tsk! He knew it, no Crown Prince ever gets full support!

Even if ninety-nine percent of the Yinbutu people stood behind Holmes, that one percent could overturn everything.

Under the sun, nothing is new; if a person can't be eliminated by proper means, making them disappear is the best solution.

Unfortunately, playing dirty... he was a Chief Steward level!

Back then, to be able to skillfully exhibit himself in this game, he secretly spent so much effort in learning Alchemy!

He realized long ago, as long as he understood it, life skills were always the most profitable… Of course, this only applied to individual players who had neither money nor power.

So he anonymously placed the Premium Potions he crafted and the exquisite Alchemy Equipment in the family warehouse for family members to exchange with Merit Points… When some couldn't resist the urge, they'd naturally exchange gold coins to donate to the family for Merit Points… Thus, even though his family business wasn't as strong as some others, no one thought his family would play itself into bankruptcy.

The family funds, though seemingly scarce, always hovered above the passing line.

His methods, although ruthless enough, at least didn't involve borrowing money recklessly and then splashing cash in his family… The greater the flair back then, the more tragic it would be when declared bankrupt and taken to court.

His current boss trusts him greatly, not because 'Lu Huayu' was not a good person, but because he upheld the law?

But he always avenged every wrong, never letting anyone off who dared to cause him trouble.

Standing at the tail end of the group, the smiling Lu Tai, the eunuch, began to inspect from start to finish with his hands behind his back… Tiny granules falling seamlessly from his fingertips.