Chapter 31 – Participation Pulls Full Circle
Chapter 31 Participation Pulled Full Circle
Vermillion Dew continued deeper into the forest, not blowing her bird whistle until she was far enough away from the outskirts of Ebony Town.
The makeshift giant eagle that had abandoned her earlier landed with a wince, and the dog scowled as it surveyed the surrounding area.
Vermillion Dew slapped the bird’s head in dismay before rolling over and mounting it.
Half an hour later, she returned to the Cui Ye Ting headquarters.
When she stepped into the hall, the elves traveling to and from the hall gave her strange looks.
Although Jianglu was puzzled, she didn’t ask too many questions.
She went straight to the office of the head of the Emerald Leaf Court, also known as Mr. Silverwing.
However, when the door was pushed open, she saw an unexpected acquaintance.
“Donald?”
“It’s been a long time, Miss Jianglu.”
Donald narrowed his eyes and smiled.
The last time the two met was before that hunt started.
After that, the partnership had fallen apart.
Though there was a collaboration immediately afterward – a combined effort to trick Dylan Gittler into fighting Arthur while covering up the existence of the Holy Light Storage Well.
But in the end, the half-hearted Heine sat back and reaped the benefits.
With Makushi dead and Jianglu captured, the storage well leaks and the high concentration of holy light almost engulfs the haunted farm.
Even Dylan Gitler became a “lord” of Lord George.
This is no longer a “tragedy”.
How much Heine won, how much they lost.
When this festers for a while, all sides will take action.
After all, the McCalla Mountains were an extremely special neutral war zone, the only piece of land without power attributed to it.
Every camp wanted to fight for it, and none wanted to risk it.
It was only the self-proclaimed people of gold, Eternal Dawn, that had the boldness to go dark and secretly build three energy storage wells.
“What is Mr. Donald doing here?” Jiang Lu teased, “I heard that you resigned from your position as a staff member? Then what’s the next part of the play going to be?”
The one shot that leveled the Burial Ground was just the beginning, a test run.
Without this defeat, there would soon be a second cannon, a third cannon ……
Meanwhile Donald kept putting pressure on George until the latter completely fell to Eternal Dawn.
At that time, the latter would be able to tear up the four-nation convention in a dignified manner, send troops into the place, and finally occupy it completely.
Even as an ally of the other party, Jiang Lu felt that this operation was too shameless.
…
Donald did not get angry at her derision.
Instead, he laughed.
“Your Excellency should still care about yourself first.”
“What about me?”
Jianglu frowned and looked to the head of the Cuilian Court in the Whispering Forest.
Silverwing was a middle-aged man with silver-white hair.
Although he was handsome, his hawkish nose was so conspicuous that people couldn’t help but look over.
He was a master of morphology and was best at changing birds.
“You are facing three charges, Jianglu, all from our employer.”
“What?”
Vermillion Dew grabbed the parchment scroll the other man pushed over.
She was guilty of three things:
One: Failing to leave Heine behind when he initially showed up at the haunted farm.
Two: Cowardice before battle on the day of the hunt, causing Donald to have to write to Gitler.
Three: violation of means in the battle with Arthur, risking a leak.
“With a snap, she slapped the parchment on the table.
“These are wiping the slate clean for their attack on the Burial Ground!”
Silverwing asked rhetorically, “So all the accusations on it stand?”
Jianglu locked eyes with him for a few seconds, the anger in his eyes fading.
She coldly said, “Yes, completely true.”
“Good.”
Silverwing nodded, stamped the parchment scroll and handed it to her.
“Go reflect on yourself in the Whispering Crypt.”
Without any hesitation, Vermillion Dew picked up the parchment scroll and turned to leave.
After watching her leave, Donald was only slightly surprised, “That’s it?”
“Does your party wish for me to expel her from the Cui Ye Court?”
“That’s not necessary, but will this punishment be too light?”
“Jianglu’s words are also correct, everything stems from the fact that your party attacked the Buried Bone Ground for no reason, and her behavior was completely forced.
“At the same time, we also have to bear pressure from all sides, so we have to charge extra for our services.”
Donald tugged at the corner of his mouth:
“Well, that’s reasonable. By the way, where were we? Interrupted by this guy ……”
“Your party wishes to borrow our crypt to hold an important person.”
“Yes, this matter is of vital importance, and I don’t want news of that prisoner to leak out, much less see him escape. Do this right, and money is not a problem.”
Silverwing gave him a calm look.
“The Cuilleaf Court has a limited fighting force in the Whispering Forest, we’re pouring everything we have into it that’s all, money is meaningless here.
“I think that if your party really cares, it would be better to personally provide manpower to assist us in our operations.
“Or, apply for a transfer letter of level five or higher, so we can also legally draw manpower from the Mercury Forest.”
Donald, however, shook his head.
“The People of Gold also can’t violate the Four Nations Convention again and again, as for the stronger ones, don’t even think about it, the situation in the Lucu Plains is not as optimistic as you think ……” “Perhaps I shouldn’t have asked, but I still think it’s foolish to take on the Buried Bones.”
Donald grunted, “This is not something you need to worry about, we have our own way to solve it.”
Silverwing was slightly stunned, but ultimately refrained from commenting.
“Good.”
……
The next day, the lord’s mansion.
Tomorrow was the Festival of Mercy, the most important festival of the year.
In preparation for the Festival of Mercy, George had an uncharacteristic meeting about discussing the future of the McCalla Mountains.
There used to be no such session when George Sr. was around.
Early in the morning Heine was brought to the meeting hall by the servants.
It was ridiculously spacious, with a huge mahogany round table in the center, looking like a werewolf killing atmosphere.
The good news was that Arthur was awake.
The bad news is that the old man’s head is spinning and he’s struggling to get off the floor.
According to the trio, one of the main features of the warrior’s profession is that it’s hard to get high.
The warrior’s potions were well absorbed and not easily decreasing.
Explosive potions could be drunk as water, unlike other professions that were resistant to two bottles.
Unfortunately, poison absorption is also good, it’s just very real.
For today’s meeting Little George had obviously prepared for the night, and he greeted Heine with dark circles under his eyes, his spirits extraordinarily high.
“All those who are here today are old friends of my father’s, so I must commiserate with you.”
The lord used the skill of “putting his arm around the shoulder” and scowled at him.
Heine was immediately flattered and said, “It’s good that a small person like me has a seat, it’s perfectly fine.”
He took a seat near the door.
It was a convenient place for him to play the game of “Racial Recognition”.
“Listening”, to be precise.
Catch the Goat: “That 5’5″ black skin is a Cornu, right? I thought they were tall dwarves when I first saw them after level 30.”
Mr. Xia: “Yes, a close relative of dwarves. The people around Ebony Town are pretty much alienated, the people in the Haunted Manor basically have snow elf bloodlines, and Tail King’s his old mother and his wife are both Nyss.”
Mr. Sa: “Nice people have white skin, how normal is this aesthetic? Look at that tall skinny guy with prominent cheekbones, definitely from a farm in the eastern suburbs, standard night elf hybrid, his dad’s xp is just weird.”
Sheep Catch was puzzled, “The elves of the Whispering Forest would even intermarry with humans?”
Chief Sa: “Elves aren’t all members of the Court of Emerald Leaves, there are always elven commoners who can’t make it through their days. The Blight Trail is spreading more and more, there are less and less places to farm, nine out of ten quests over there are to purify the farmland, and there is one left to burn the farmland that can’t be purified.”
Catch the Goat: “Burning the farmland …… This quest reminds me of the Zanros. Speaking of which it seems like it’s only the Zanros in the west that aren’t infiltrating.”
Teacher Xia: “They would like to, but that 4,000 meter plateau isn’t easy to descend.”
…
Listening to the trio’s comments, Heine felt for the first time the diversity of races in this world.
He was no longer as ignorant about the mountains of Makara as he had been at first.
However, the more he knew, the deeper his feelings became.
It was a deliberately isolated island.
There was no unified faith in Ebony Town, and there were no large shrines or associations.
Eternal Dawn, the Shadow Temple, the Mage Guild, and the Hunter Guild …… have nothing.
The Lion King Trading House is the only large organization allowed to enter here, and the only chamber of commerce.
It was backed by the scholars and law lords of the House of Veritas – something revealed by the three travelers, something George would probably never have known in his life.
There wasn’t a single mage apprentice locally, there were only necromancers.
That was the price of the Lion King’s trade entry.
Those who were supposed to be vassals of the lords were also assimilated by the foreigners and closer to their powerful neighbors because of the geographical factor.
This, coupled with the existence of the Four Nations Pact, has left Ebony Town isolated.
But that is precisely why it has been able to survive in spite of its powerful enemies.
It’s no wonder that the original storyline had the player’s birth point set here.
This is where everything meets.
……
The crowd grew, gradually filling the round tables.
Then the cacophony slowly weakened.
Mr. Sa: “You really don’t have to say, following Heine does give us a sense of participation, in the past, we used to squat outside and count ants on the ground in this kind of high-profile meeting.”
Mr. Xia laughed: “After all, when we came in either someone was dead inside or dying.”
“You guys see Dylan is also here.” Catching sheep suddenly said, “The lord also gave this guy a second seat, it is also considered treatment pulling full, he does not seem to look too good?”
Sa General: “The lord shook so many people just for him, plus the haunted manor turned into a sunny farm, I guess I didn’t sleep well.”
With the concentration of holy light on that farm today, Dylan is afraid that his mouth will be dry and nosebleed when he sleeps for the past two days.
Teacher Xia: “You guys say these people won’t fight, right? The warrior brother is not here, if this fight …… happens who do we do first?”
Catching sheep: “Definitely to protect Heine mainly.”
Mr. Sa: “Sheep brother you this is no fun, the meaning of the big brother is that you stay in the circle to watch the master, he learned the skills and changed the equipment, one person went out to the demon all Karma.”
Catch the sheep: “Oh …… so play is it, the second senior brother is right ah!”
Sa total: “? Damn you set me up!”
“You two stop arguing first, look at that person …… how does he look a little familiar ah?” Mr. Xia said.
Not just them, everyone including Heine turned their gazes to the person who just stepped through the door.
The other party was dressed in brightly shining armor, with tall blonde hair flying, and a pair of azure-colored eyes radiating a fascinating divine light.
He stepped in with large strides, and was at most two meters away from Heine.
He held his head high and looked straight at the lord.
“I hear there are necromancers here?”
(End of chapter)