Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 1610 - 188: Aesces’s Spy Thriller

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Chapter 1610: Chapter 188: Aesces’s Spy Thriller

’Snow Cloud Peak’ laughed: "Ah, indeed, children raised under orthodox noble education, even if a bit crooked, still fit within the frame!"

Lind’s eyes widened suddenly: "What do you mean? What are you saying? Did someone do this?

He, no, why haven’t I heard of it?

This would definitely spread across the whole land! Even the Scaret people would know his name!

Haha~ The name of the King of Danboro is probably not as well-known as his!"

"Hmm..." ’Lu Huayu’ tilted his head, "You see, he doesn’t have to raise them at home!"

Lind finally thought of someone who likes to flirt with maids: "Lucimar? How could it be? Isn’t he... hmm... doing everything in reverse to defy his father?

The beauties he encounters are truly many, so no one would think he has any issues."

"No, if it is indeed as I thought, then their preferences over there actually lean more towards lower-ranked maids." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said without blinking, "Especially those who work inside the castle, without being exposed to the elements, those with strong bodies and a little belly.

They like busty, hefty women, or strong ones."

Lind’s expression was a bit bewildered. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"You don’t need to understand this." ’Lu Huayu’ shook his head, "That god system is full of madmen.

The evil god behind your sister is the origin of it all, all... well, most deities come from her bloodline, so they are quite mad.

Chaos and disorder, darkness and the falsely claimed light, have created a crowd of madmen named gods."

Lind pointed towards the direction of the sea: "Triton... doesn’t seem as mad as you say."

"Triton has half his lineage from another god system, diluted." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ gave Lind a strange look, "You don’t seem too willing to admit Triton as a madman."

"The Stelter Family, has existed for a long world, although my father’s main battle was against the Desert Kingdom, but before that, for hundreds of years, family members sacrificed at the forefront against the Scaret people.

If their glorious sacrifice was merely because of a bunch of madmen, then..."

Even after leaving the family and becoming Baron Cain, Lind cannot bear it.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ smiled gently: "However, whether Lucimar was intentionally raised this way or inherently problematic is still a question mark."

Lind looked up at him... do you know what you’re saying? Even conflicting.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ blinked his eyes: "Aesces, indeed, like a child clenching his fist trying to hold onto sand, the leakage surprised everyone.

But if even his patrons could hide more than two foreign souls, he... uh... still not, Ambori wasn’t that dumb, right, Lu Huayu?"

"Our Ambori, although used to follow the wrong big boss, but that also was because, hey~ it was a result of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, not really being dumb." ’Lu Huayu’ said very earnestly, "Aesces himself is the big boss... Earth Deity System is generally orderly or neutral, right?

Why would he act so strangely, really feels like he’s a disorderly god."

"Perhaps, the order he follows, is all self-established?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said thoughtfully, "Just like our human laws, ever-changing, slightly delayed can create lots of troubles.

For the World Master, it should be the same.

We in Teraxil, hey~ of course, us, more because we’re too unlucky."

Lind felt somewhat unable to bear the result of eavesdropping on such a conversation... wasn’t ’Snow Cloud Peak’ talking about Aesces being able to hear the words here?

He does not focus on whether Lucimar inherently has problems or was raised as a target... he’s already so miserable himself, why worry about whether a high-level mage has a precarious fate?

Lind quickly stood up and said goodbye to the Undead Tribe.

"Does he really care about Ellie?" watching Lind walk out of the Gourd Mouth, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ turned to look at ’Lu Huayu’, "I can feel he cares a lot, but there’s a weird taste."

"He cares about whether Ellie’s arrival will affect him." ’Lu Huayu’ said straightforwardly, "Taking this chance to test how much we value him.

You’ve attracted the attention of Ellie and the evil god behind her, now Cain Valley is bound to be constantly in warfare.

Lind isn’t dumb, of course, he’ll worry about his own safety.

If the Undead Tribe only wants territory, regardless of whether the Baron himself gets injured... even if life is preserved, losing limbs will hurt him!

So your feeling is right, he does care about Ellie’s arrival, but not for Ellie."

’Snow Cloud Peak’ nodded silently, then looked at the blooming jasmine beside him with his gentlest voice: "Sister Jasmine, look, we still have to slightly improve the effect of this aroma.

Danboro and other nobles from various countries are probably sending people over here soon, we need a comfortable scent that opens the heart more.

Then I’ll leave it to you, Sister Jasmine~"

The white jasmine flowers alternately closed and reopened... all clearly white, yet felt like switching through countless whites.

’Lu Huayu’ watched the scene ahead, full of admiration... this Old Dog guy, ruthless enough to even pit himself.

The reason Snow Old Dog lived in the aroma so early on was because he didn’t let Windmill Jasmine leave any gaps... which meant any BUFF and potion couldn’t produce resistance effect, not even a bit.

Having followed Hill for so many years, Windmill Jasmine tasted all potions from Hill’s hand.

She had a pleasant relationship with the Undead Tribe, well-versed in resisting BUFFs of the Undead Tribe’s magic profession.

So, the thing that can render her ability ineffective would possibly be a deity... ah, even lower rank divine power’s not likely.

Of course, the nerve aroma of Windmill Jasmine isn’t without any flaws.

The Undead Tribe’s elemental body, once turning off its sensory system, takes more than half an hour staying in this command hall to be hit, and even then very weak, just makes you speak the truth.

Those like ’Old Age Striking King’ squatting by the window and in the corner of the hall can last even longer, with no effect even after 3 hours.

But sitting beside ’Snow Cloud Peak’ finds it very hard to resist.

Thus, Snow Old Dog simply opened the full sensory system, letting himself fully accustomed to this scent.

The result now is... he still speaks the truth but more directly than usual, though he already learned to change the subject if he doesn’t want to say certain things.

In the past~ the Old Dog would be slightly more tactful, but sometimes his tact hurt more.

Now just more aggressive and direct, the Undead Tribe doesn’t feel much.

"Are you trying to meet that Lucimar?" ’Lu Huayu’ asked slowly, "Otherwise, why keep going back and forth telling Lind those repeated words, all good and bad from you."

Lind and Ditte have never lost contact, their Last-Era Clan has people in the castle daily waiting to help him and Ditte communicate.

Of course, this counts as a double-win.

As long as Ditte keeps attention on his younger brother, every so often... when something particularly worth complaining about arises, going three to five times a day... going to their Last-Era store over there, and Eden over there would be cautious in trying anything.

Lind this kid, maybe because he was stimulated when abandoned by the family... tightly gripping onto Ditte like it’s the last straw maintaining his life and confidence, so he’s very focused on matters about his brother’s life and death.

Anything related to Basia City, big or small, he would immediately tell Ditte.

If Lucimar really has issues, the first to encounter trouble would naturally be Ditte, that Knight Commander who insists on daily patrols in and out of the city.

The child could not bear.

"If he has issues, discovering Ditte with increased vigilance... ah, our knight friend, though smart and capable, I doubt he could hide from Lucimar’s eyes.

That one could even elude the World Master.

Then this Lucimar would surely disappear... since Ditte suspects him, Aesces must have found something.

Although he’s careless, it wouldn’t go unnoticed when suspicion arises with no clues found.

If not problematic, then... don’t you think in the past years, this youngest of Ismael has been somewhat odd in his behavior, his guard, very likely against not just those threatening siblings.

Hey~

Really interesting, don’t you think this world very amusing?

The whole espionage within espionage."

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