Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1285 - 358: The Expert

"Master of a Thousand Blossoms’ Nest?" Richard staggered a few steps like a drunken man, almost suffering a stroke in shock, frightened by what the Giant Chief had said, "When the Sun’s Warmth arrives, the narcissus blooms in anger; in the time of scorching heat, roses cover the wall!" It almost drove Richard insane on the spot—good heavens, if the Four Seasons’ Jade did not bloom according to the seasons, it would truly be like a cow sitting on a Chimera—Bull’s going to heaven! frёewebnoѵēl.com

"Flower King? Your Majesty?" Everyone present nearly popped their eyeballs out. According to Aegean tradition, no matter the extent of a king’s fiefdom, proper titles and courtesies were due, unless you were preparing for war against said king—of course, that’s another matter.

The Giant Chief and the little loli’s astonishment was not feigned, nor was there any need to pretend.

"Bullshit! More like a flower maniac!" Richard immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum: "Ridiculous! My birthday is calculated by the lunar calendar!"

"What lunar calendar in the Aegean Continent? Richard, stop fooling around, what’s yours is yours!" Master Puskas chided discontentedly: "Talking nonsense, it is not becoming of a man!"

"I... I... I don’t know what to say," Richard faltered, clearly unable to tell them: Your calendar is wrong...

"This magic of the Seven Great Races, when you get right down to it, is just Plant System Magic," Master Stefano smacked his lips, finding it incredible: "But... I’ve never heard of this branch of ’Floral Magic’ amongst the Plant System Magic of the Aegean Continent! How could such fragile flowers act as a medium for magic? Ay yi yi... my head is spinning!"

"Floral... Floral Magic? This kind of magic..." Master Aymar, too, was dizzy with confusion: "...If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would hardly dare to believe it!"

Daisy and Ruona let out another shrill scream: "Doesn’t this make us the Flower Queens? By the Dragon God!"

"Richard!" The Giant Chief Deseli looked sternly at Richard: "Now that the trial of Rudd is complete, I must tell you about the Giant’s code of conduct!"

"Don’t tell me I’ll have to become a vegetarian from now on! Let me tell you, that’s impossible!" Richard had already begun to accept this identity, unable to refuse anyway, and as for being the Flower King, that didn’t matter much either, but vegetarianism was out of the question.

"Every Rudd Giant eats meat. We even tolerate the killing of living beings by a Rudd Giant; naturally, we would accept this request. As long as it’s not the cruel slaughter of animals for consumption, I and the clan’s elders will not interfere," Chief Deseli chuckled: "What I’m telling you is something else!"

"What is it?" Richard was a bit nervous.

"A Rudd Giant holds a high status in our clan, and now that you are the Master of a Thousand Blossoms’ Nest, your status is even higher! But a high status does not mean you can do whatever you please. If your words do not violate the Giants’ ethical principles, we’ll absolutely follow your lead. As our protector and warrior, we hope that without provoking trouble, you peacefully fulfill your role, and never rashly commit acts of killing!" Chief Deseli spoke earnestly: "Destroying life, from any standpoint, is utterly wrong!"

"I won’t attack unless attacked!" Richard, truly fearing this kind of verbose preaching, agreed repeatedly.

"Likewise, as a member of the Giants, we hope you take it upon yourself to spread this kind of benevolence!"

"Absolutely, absolutely!" Richard agreed wholeheartedly, but within he resolved fiercely to get these folks underground, teaching morals to the ingenuous Cave Dwellers—since those Cave Dwellers were so pure-hearted they defied description, perfect to receive your kind of spiritual castration.

"Lastly, I cannot hide one fact from you." Chief Deseli sighed: "Your Seven Great Floral Magic Techniques also have another name—’Seven Wound Technique’!"

"What do you mean?" Richard’s hairs stood on end, sensing something ominous, his sharp sixth sense never deceived him!

"The Giants are by nature kind-hearted and cannot bear to see slaughter, not even the protector warrior Rudd Giants can be an exception," Chief Deseli sighed again: "Seven Wound Technique, Seven Wound Technique, it’s a spell that wounds others and oneself! The moment you use Floral Magic in battle to draw blood from your enemy, you yourself will inevitably vomit blood and be injured!"

"What?" Richard was struck dumb.

"This Floral Magic is clearly Fallen Magic!" Master Puskas exclaimed angrily: "You actually harmed Richard!"

"Master, be at peace!" Chief Deseli’s tranquil gaze swept over the crowd, spreading a sense of peace: "Rudd’s Floral Magic is absolutely not Fallen Magic! There’s a precept left for the Rudd Giants in our clan—’Show compassion with the force of thunder.’ Think carefully, within the Seven Great Floral Techniques, aside from ’Pick Flower Finger,’ is there a second one capable of direct harm? Why empower the Rudd Giant with ’Eye of Charm’ and many deceptive spells? Isn’t it to constantly remind the Rudd Giant to win without fighting, guiding them towards benevolence early?"

Master Puskas was taken aback by these words.

"Richard, you have the right to continue listening because what comes next may seem far-fetched, but each chieftain must recount the original words to the Rudd Giant!" Chief Deseli’s face was solemn and sacred.

"Speak!" Richard clenched his fist with furrowed brows.