Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 146 - 12 A New Life {VIP - 10}_3

"I am willing to serve you." Liu Zhenhan said with sincerity.

"This child’s life is fragile, could you please look after it for me? When I return to the Far East, I will send a ship to bring it back." The Prince said, "As repayment for both of your selfless help today, I will relay your merits to my brother upon my return and ask him to open up trade with your kingdom."

Bearman Vieri had wanted to say this for a long time but had been too embarrassed to utter it. Now, with the suggestion from the Far Eastern Prince, the bearman was feeling a little uneasy instead.

"This is my token." The Prince, with his all-understanding smile, took off a white jade pendant from his body and gave it to Liu Zhenhan. The jade pendant was smooth and warm to the touch.

"I am also a Piegel, I promise, I will treat it as I would my own child!" Liu Zhenhan solemnly accepted the Jade Pendant. He was unaware of why, but he felt an inexplicable fondness for the piglet, as if it was family.

"Because you are also a Piegel, I can trust to leave her in your care." The Prince caressed the piglet in his arms, showering it with kisses. Eventually, he reluctantly handed it over to Liu Zhenhan.

The piglet had been blindfolded; upon opening its eyes, the first person it saw was Liu Zhenhan. Instantly, it burrowed into Liu Zhenhan’s arms, latched onto his finger, and began nursing it with a soft "ru-ru" sound, humming with happiness from time to time.

"She really likes you. We ascetic monks believe in fate the most," the Prince smiled as he looked at Liu Zhenhan. He took out a black bowl from his saddlebag and handed it over, "This bowl is made of Jing Gold, worth a bit of money. Consider it an expense for the little one’s future..."

Jing Gold is the most valuable metal. Weapons made from it are indestructible. The Aegean Continent’s Jing Gold output is extremely low. Weapons made of Jing Gold are legendary and only heroes are able to use them. It is said that each grain-sized piece of Jing Gold weighs around ten pounds.

The Prince held the Jing Gold bowl effortlessly as if it was a piece of bread.

"Keep this bowl, my prince. If need be, I am willing to use my noble status as the Beamon dragon sacrifice to sign a prestigious Soul Contract with this little darling." Liu Zhenhan was furious for the first time.

In the past, he would have readily accepted such treasures from others. But for some reason, this time he felt both ashamed and humiliated.

"Your nobility will forever be etched into my heart. As for the Soul Contract, there is no need. I sincerely apologize for my inappropriate actions just now. We must go, farewell, esteemed Piegel sacrificer... farewell, esteemed Knight Pier." The Prince did not insist anymore. He gave a regretful smile to both Liu Zhenhan and the Bearman Knight and moved towards the exit of the cave, towards the light.

Two towering eastern Beamon followed closely behind him, their bundled packages heavy with grief.

They never looked back, perhaps fearing the heartache that the sight may bring.

Liu Zhenhan could deeply empathize with their feelings at that moment.

The regal white horse looked back and gave a long "neeigh," a lone tear trickling down from its massive eye.

Liu Zhenhan and the bearman watched silently as they vanished in the distance.

Liu Zhenhan thought about Ferguson Xu, and then thought about this Far Eastern Prince.

The contrast between them filled him with melancholy.

"Take this to the military department for report." Liu Zhenhan held the piglet tightly in his arms, passing the prince’s jade pendant to Vieri.

"Sir, what about you?" The bearman looked at the piglet in Liu Zhenhan’s arms.

"For the first time, I understand the nobility of an oath." Liu Zhenhan laughed dryly. When did he, a man who could effortlessly lie, become so formal?

"I suddenly feel like singing." Liu Zhenhan said.

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Three travelers traversed the mountain path, their clothes fluttered with the rising wind.

"Magic tutor!" The Beamon, looking like a gorilla, couldn’t hold back his words, "I can’t bear to let go. I’m worried about the hardships the child might face, I want to bring her back."

"Yes, Magic tutor, let’s bring her back!" The apprentice of the Sea Clan agreed.

"Xiao Kong.. Xiao Jing..." The Prince’s bamboo hat was swept up by the wind and flew into the air, revealing a shiny, bald head with a round scar. The hat spun in the air, landing far away.

"When the Piegel was looking at the young life, his eyes held intense affection. Perhaps you saw corruption in his eyes, but I believe that anyone who can possess such a loving gaze toward a young life, even if he is wicked, his wickedness will only shine for wickedness." The prince gazed off into the distance.

The distant mountains were as green as ink.

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The inspiration for this Chapter comes from the classic novel "Journey to the West". However, the prince in this story is just the prince of the Tang Zang Empire from the Far East Continent, and the Piegel is just an unusual Piegel with magic tutor level Water Element abilities. There is a great discrepancy, so please don’t read too much into it.