Surviving The Fourth Calamity

62: Chapter 60 The Terrifying Cunlü and Hard Wind_2 62: Chapter 60 The Terrifying Cunlü and Hard Wind_2 “That foolish king of Haifasardo has nothing good to say about him,” Fran said.

“William already had the right to succeed to the Haifa throne, and then he encountered such a foolish opponent.

All the legends who could have run from Haifasardo did.

Out of the remaining three Legendary Knights, all with Haifa Royal Family blood, William himself is a Legendary Knight of the same blood and also the Divine Cult Master, and could completely submit to William.

As long as they don’t disgrace the Legendary name, they don’t care about that foolish king.”

He snickered, “The mages all know that Haifasardo is definitely going to get beaten up, but their nobles think that since William has been quiet during this time, he probably just wants money!

Finally, a few smarter ones have been repeatedly frustrated by that fool’s reneging and driven away.”

“As for justice,” Fran pondered, “it is fine as long as we know about it, no need to talk too much, this is a matter of the deities, and it will surely be resolved In the Starry Sky in the end.

Concerning the fiefs, William’s orders mean nothing to mages.

Those who seek power and wealth for their families, few of them can become Magisters.

Even in the future, when taking apprentices, one must be careful, Adrian, you must remember this.

You absolutely cannot take a student who is solely dedicated to striving for their family.”

“Yes, teacher.”

“When we go to war with Haifa, more of the Undead Tribe will be allowed in, right?” Fran actually found this point more frightening, “The Element concentration in Haifa is still denser than that in Saral.

The large wind at the border has never appeared before.”

Hill thought silently, this world, the air is solidified, and there’s pitifully little exchange of airflows.

The wind, is always gentle, without any force.

The sweeping tornadoes were probably first seen in this world when William last summoned them?

And they were suppressed by Divine Power, so people haven’t felt them yet.

This time, it’s unclear what William plans to do as the God of Time and Space has gone to the Starry Sky, unable to directly manipulate within the world anymore.

Hill said cheerfully, “That’s also quite good, with the element concentration in the air reduced, Cohen can fly farther and help me deliver goods.”

In this world, there are no large bird-like Magical Beasts capable of flight.

Birds that grow too large have the fate of peacocks, cannot fly high, and mainly glide.

Usually, it is only those like Cohen, with a wingspan of 3 meters at most, who can fly for short periods.

Their feathers can directly shred through the skin of a Grand Knight, but still can’t fly far.

Cohen has been well-raised by Hill, but even so could only fly for 2 hours before needing to rest.

Most of the time, it follows Hill by riding in the carriage.

Fran bluntly said, “If the concentration of Elements in the air continues to decrease, naturally born Magicians will find it very difficult to appear in the future.

Commoners, lacking resources and unable to absorb enough Elements, will find it hard to awaken.”

“If it’s a matter of life and death, the bloodline will still ignite to save itself,” Hill said light-heartedly.

“It’s better if the profession of Magician isn’t so easily awakened.”

When something is rare, it becomes precious.

As self-awakening Magicians become increasingly scarce, even nobles will start to weigh whether it’s worth the trouble to keep stirring matters.

After all, knightly bloodlines have always flowed in their veins; it’s just that many people prefer comforts, and the cost is too high for those with insufficient talent.

When it comes down to it, everything is about interest, and when the cost exceeds what was expected, even the most foolish noble should start making an effort themselves.

And it’s just Saral and Haifasardo after all, even if the Elements from other regions start to flow towards these two places, it would take a very long time.

And the commoners of Saral, at least during William’s reign, will live well.

There are too many players, and no noble dares to stir up trouble during this period.

When William also returns to the Divine Kingdom, by then, the commoners, having received so much education and with many paths open to rise, how could they still be suppressed by nobles?

Once knowledge is spread, commoners will have better days.”

“Many Magical Beasts from the northern wilderness have left,” Adrian interjected, “They are frightened by the situation of the Elements flowing towards Saral.

Not to mention our region, except for your Magical Beasts, they’ve probably all left.

I patrolled the surrounding mountains recently, and even that nest of Terror Birds that couldn’t fly had gone.”

Hill laughed, “Isn’t that a good thing?

The problem of Magical Beasts attacking cities will be no more.”

Fran disagreed, “Magical Beasts attacking cities is not a natural law.

There are rumors that the human race betrayed Mother Earth, so the earth’s Magical Beasts will take revenge on humans from time to time.”

“Elves and Dwarves?”

“The same, they are humanoid creatures.”

“I thought that rumor was a joke?” Hill was somewhat surprised.

“Legendary Mages have studied this matter for a long time, but it was not allowed to be shared with anyone below Archmage.

I can tell you now because you’ve become a Magister.

Magical Beast attacks on cities are clearly Divine Acts.”

“Are there no deified deities?”

“Yes!

The will of the deities who failed to ascend to godhood, even after They dissipated, lived on.”

“All the Temples are silent on this matter and are even trying to help?”

“The truly innocent deities have no Temples.”

“Is it just the Goddess of Agriculture?” Hill shrewdly asked, “The Earth System?”

“What really happened, only the deities in the heavens know.

Too much time has passed, and all traces have already been erased.

The clues found by the Legendary Mages are sparse, but they do know that all three races were indeed involved.”

Suddenly, Hill was seized by a sense of desolation, as if both nature and the earth were weeping.

Unwittingly, tears streamed down Hill’s face.

The feeling of being betrayed, of utter desolation, was instantly transferred to him.

Even after tens of thousands of years, the earth still harbored hatred.

“Mother Earth…” Hill murmured.

“Hill, what’s wrong?”

“Hill!

Hill!”

Cohen, who had been staying in the bedroom, rushed out and called Hill several times.

Hill snapped out of it and quickly said, “It’s nothing, just a reaction from my bloodline.”

“Is it the feeling of the Son of the Earth?”

“Yes, it’s the sorrow of the Earth deities.” Hill pondered for a moment but chose not to tell the truth.

Deities could only leave this world, and not merely due to the will of the world’s consciousness, right?

The earth itself couldn’t bear Their presence either.

“Don’t let it affect you; it wasn’t easy to suppress your bloodline,” Fran cautioned.

“Practice more spells and don’t rely on just those few inheritances to get by.”

“Don’t worry, grandfather, I’m very mindful of that.”

“When you travel, try to show a preference for Summoning System magic.

There’s no shortage of such Mages among the nobility,” Adrian advised.

“Anyway, you don’t like fighting and killing.

Besides, not many would dare to raise their hand against a Magister.”

“Rest assured!

I don’t plan on traveling incognito and will behave as a Magister should.”

Although reluctant, Hill added, “My proficiency in those 3 types of magic is such that people wouldn’t easily guess I’m a Magician.

It’s too hard to tell.”

Hill felt sure that he heard Adrian laughing.

“You’re already a Magister; being discovered as a Magician is no big deal,” Fran comforted him.

“We’re just trying to avoid trouble.

You wouldn’t want women climbing into your bed wherever you go, right?”

“Yes, I understand, grandfather!”

In conclusion, Fran said, “If I don’t want too many people settling in my territory, I’d better leak some information to them.

These Mages neither want to leave Saral nor be commanded by the Royal Family, and it’s no longer pleasant with the Nobles either; they’d have to accompany some fool to clear new lands.

Then they’d all end up coming to my place!

Those who are on good terms with me all like Alchemy, and gathering them together is asking for trouble; I don’t want to hear explosions all day.

Inform them, everyone has a Pioneering Decree in hand.

It’s best to use it before William makes the official announcement.”

The temperament of this deity is not yet clear.

Apart from the Undead Tribe, no one dares to use His Territory Orders.

It’s a good time for Hill to go out now.

By the time you return, it should all be over.

I’ve communicated with Adrian; we’ll shut down the Magic Tower and delve into our magical research.

We’ll contact you if necessary!”

“Yes, grandfather.”

Hill stored away his communication device, realizing that Adrian had decided not to interfere with family affairs anymore.

In the past, although he claimed to stay out of it, his reaction was significant whenever issues arose, always jumping in saying he must inform the family.

Today, without a word from him, Hill didn’t know what had transpired to prompt such a change of heart, nor did he wish to probe; it was a welcome development regardless.

Stretching languorously, Hill decided to get a good sleep.