Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents-Chapter 41 - 37: A Divine Chosen Lord Worthy of His Name
The statement stunned everyone in the room, and their varied reactions instantly froze the air.
Diablo was utterly astonished, his pupils shrinking in shock.
"What?"
’Liv has already led the Night Crow Tribe to defect to the Withered Leaf Tribe in the south?’
’Damn it!’
’I can’t believe I personally brought such a dangerous traitor to the Lord’s mansion!’
’And I almost let her in on our battle plan!’
’Thank goodness!’
’The Lord was already prepared!’
’Otherwise, even if I paid with my life, it would’ve been impossible to make up for the grave consequences of my mistake tonight...’
Liv lowered her head and clenched her jaw, her nails digging deep into her palms.
’Damn it!’
’I knew it!’
’This human Lord saw through my betrayal from the very beginning!’
’He was just putting on a show to intimidate me!’
’He was also warning the other two!’
’Don’t mess with him!’
Brand, on the other hand, looked completely lost, his mind reeling.
’Huh?’
’What’s going on?’
’Did Liv really surrender to those damn Southern Rats?’
’No!’
’Impossible!’
’Absolutely impossible!’
’This cunning human is definitely trying to sow discord to destroy the trust between us!’
’Liv is so adorable!’
’And she’s so powerful!’
’How could she ever submit to those foolish, faithless rats from the Withered Leaf Tribe?’
Only Bogard’s gaze remained sharp, and he glanced suspiciously at Liv.
’Hm?’
’So she’s actually a traitor?’
’No wonder this woman has been acting so strange lately, frequently making overtures to our Bear Tribe and even going out of her way to approach my father!’
’If she defected to those Ratman forces in the south long ago and was tasked with secretly gathering intelligence on our northern tribes, then everything would make sense!’
’All I can say is...’
’...it’s a good thing I came tonight.’
’If it weren’t for my curiosity about the legendary Divine Chosen Lord, we might not have exposed this dangerous viper lurking in our midst!’
...
Seeing everyone mired in a long silence, Qin Feng set down his cup. His profound gaze, like a frigid pool, locked onto Liv. His voice was steady, yet it carried an undeniable pressure.
"Liv."
"You still haven’t answered my question."
He tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop and asked, enunciating each word:
"What is the Withered Leaf Tribe’s total military strength? Which Forest Tribes have sworn fealty to them? And that human Lord they captured... what are the details of his situation?"
"I need answers to these questions."
Though Qin Feng’s tone was flat, it was as cold as shattered ice. Every word that escaped his lips carried a bone-chilling coldness that seemed to freeze the surrounding air into frost.
"If you talk,"
"I can give you and your Night Crow Tribe one more chance to honor your sworn pact."
"If you don’t,"
"...then after tomorrow, all the Ratman Warriors, women, and children of your Night Crow Tribe will pay the ultimate price for your personal betrayal. They will be annihilated, leaving no grave to mark their existence..."
Although Qin Feng had great faith in Diablo’s abilities and knew he had surely investigated the Withered Leaf Tribe’s situation thoroughly.
And the Withered Leaf Tribe Ratmen captured by the Riding and Cutting system had already pledged their allegiance to him that evening, willing to divulge all intelligence regarding their tribe.
However,
Qin Feng’s deep-seated caution,
still compelled him to get an additional source of enemy intelligence from Liv.
’Perhaps Liv and the Withered Leaf Tribe’s Ratman Leader shared some unspeakable secret, some crucial intelligence that the other Withered Leaf Tribe Ratmen couldn’t possibly know.’
’Besides, I hold two trump cards: "Recruit Prisoners" and "Village Management."’
’As long as Liv’s mental defenses waver and she agrees to submit to me, even if she were a million times unwilling, she would be forced to become a zealous follower who obeys my every command.’
’Unless she’s a Heroic Unit capable of resisting the "Recruit Prisoners" ability.’
’In that case, there would be nothing to be done.’
’I’d either have to use her as disposable cannon fodder on the battlefield...’
’...or just get rid of her.’
’There’s no way I could let her stay by my side as a double agent planted by my enemies, just to cause me a mountain of trouble...’
Meanwhile.
Faced with Qin Feng’s patient and persuasive attempt to make her surrender,
Liv unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, caught in a dilemma and unsure how to respond.
She recalled the words of Folckwin, the leader of the Withered Leaf Tribe—these human Lords who descended from the sky were the ultimate chosen ones, blessed by the Deities’ own hands and wielding great Divine Power, as if they were gods walking the earth.
Looking at him now,
she saw he truly lived up to the legend.
’I’d disguised myself perfectly. Not only had Diablo failed to see through it, but those foolish rats from the Bear Tribe and the Golden Deer Tribe were also completely deceived.’
’But before this human Lord, a chilling intuition made the hairs on her arms stand on end.’
’It was as if her last shred of dignity had been torn away. Every secret in the depths of her soul was laid bare under his gaze, and even the space to offer a rebuttal had been ground to dust.’
’I can’t deny it!’
’I have to admit it!’
’I am the traitor who broke the sworn pact!’
’Otherwise, this man will surely produce decisive evidence to expose my lies!’
’He’ll make me look like the biggest fool of all in front of everyone!’
’That’s what it feels like...’
"Liv, don’t panic! I believe you! This damned human is definitely trying to sow discord among our Ratman Tribes!"
"Let’s go!"
"I’ll get you out of here!"
"If he dares to stop us, I’ll slaughter every Forest Wolf in this room!"
Brand finished speaking and raised his Bone Blade, his arrogant gaze sweeping over the Forest Wolves lying on the floor.
He assumed these Forest Wolves were no different from the common wolves he usually hunted.
They fought mindlessly and without strategy. They weren’t as agile or as powerful as he was.
If he got just a little bit serious, he could tear them to shreds in minutes.
Little did he know that under the dual buffs of "War Blessing" and "Boiling," this pack of Forest Wolves possessed combat power equivalent to the Zero-star (Blue) level.
They were no longer a mere mob of minions that a single Leader Level Ratman like Brand could easily deal with.
Qin Feng’s gaze darkened as it fell upon Brand.
The green name above his head, which signified an ally, had now faded to a pale red that indicated near-hostility. Only a faint, shimmering trace of friendly green remained at the edges.
’Hm?’
’Where did this simp spring from?’
’Did his soul get possessed by some cartoon character?’
’Can’t you see the panic surging in the eyes of the Liv you trust so much? Her tense expression, so nervous she’s practically biting her tongue off, has already branded the word "traitor" across her face.’
’And you’re still buying it?’
’Aren’t you afraid she’ll get your entire family killed someday?’
’Sigh, forget it. I was going to hold back, but to resolve this mess as quickly as possible... I might as well get this over with.’
"Meikai."
"Yuri."
"Come out."
"Now, why don’t you two explain to these three Tribe Envoys here."
"About your Withered Leaf Tribe’s former leader."
"Folckwin."
"And just where his body is lying right now."
