Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 246: Chapter 58 The World Blesses Saral

Fran turned his head and understood immediately. The Duchess was always domineering and happened to meet Cunlü, who feared the world would not be chaotic, Black Rose City was about to be turned upside down by these two!

In major matters, Cunlü would not disobey Baldy, but when there was nothing going on, taking advantage of the Duchess’s power to bully Baldy was also a matter of course.

And if Baldy wanted to turn the tables, the best way was to find a magical beast that could suppress the Duchess.

Once Cunlü felt he could not beat him, he would naturally settle down, even if he found someone else, what did it have to do with him, Baldy?

Hill looked on with interest towards the direction of the roar, wondering how long they would fight. This giant tiger had always been a loner, even those three pigs were somewhat wary of him.

If Baldy really could make this tiger contract with him, then he would have made a great deal.

However, this matter could be set aside for now. Hill directly addressed the elements in his Mental Sea, ”Who won your bet?”

”The house wins everything.” The Wood Elemental Chief seldom interjected.

Well, no Elf thought the fox would be the first.

”Who is the house?” Hill asked with a smile.

”List of course. He’s the fairest.”

Hill smiled helplessly. List had to be responsible for setting bets for the elements, too?

”You seem accustomed to betting?” Hill asked curiously.

”Betting is the best way to resolve many disputes,” Korenden replied sullenly.

Was this a habit the elements had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years? Hill remembered their long meetings and couldn’t help laughing.

Magical beasts began to recognize the Undead Tribe intermittently, coming to Hill to sign Contracts.

Snow Cloud Peak stood up decisively, leading these people out of the valley.

Although he kept looking back reluctantly in the direction of Baldy’s fight as he walked, he still persisted and led the way out of the valley.

Two hours were almost up, and the tiger’s roars gradually faded away.

Soon, Hill was suppressing his laughter, watching the disheveled Black Robe Little Loli slowly approach him, lying on the giant tiger.

Baldy’s ponytail had come undone, half like a bundle of straw, half hanging loose.

The entire person appeared listless as he arrived in front of Hill.

”Congratulations, getting the tiger’s approval wasn’t easy,” Hill congratulated Baldy.

”I’ve never been so tired in my life,” Baldy Loli muttered, ”even carrying buckets all day during my internship was less tiring.”

Hill kept his smile, thinking about his colleague’s face; he wouldn’t hold it against Baldy for reminding him of the pains of internships.

Otherwise, he would have definitely made Baldy show him what kind of job was more tiring than fighting a tiger for two hours.

After observing for several days, Hill noted that these players varied greatly. All members of the Alliance, regardless of gender, went for the fierce carnivorous beasts.

Good looks were just icing on the cake, not a necessity.

Might was what they sought.

While the reputably friendly individual players valued beauty and cuteness foremost.

Old Cat even tricked a fatty cat into joining.

This was probably the only cat-like magical beast willing to sign a contract with the Undead Tribe solely for access to delicious food. Known for his laziness, even the magical beasts knew this was an Undead who didn’t like to go out, very rare.

When they came to sign the contract, Hill had heard it clear that Old Cat promised to buy super amounts of food every few days and bring it back to the valley for his kin.

Hill smiled. It seemed Old Cat didn’t know just how many cats were in the valley. Usually, they squatted in trees, hard to see.

Well, good for him. Given his laziness, he probably had to venture out now to support the cats.

In just a week, about 200 high-level magical beasts had left Hill Valley, yet List told Hill that there were still several hundred left.

It wasn’t only the Holy Rain event that caused many low-rank magical beasts to advance; some high-level beasts, learning the news, had quietly entered the valley in recent days.

Previously always lingering outside, occasionally coming in to eat some fruit, some primate magical beasts and some flight-loving beauties had stealthily moved in.

”It’s only been a few days, and there will be more and more in the future,” List summed up.

Hill sighed. Because of the natural surroundings, the beasts were very willing to trust Hill, so he had to be even more cautious in his actions.

”I was thinking of handing this over to you to manage after I go to the Capital with my grandfather,” Hill said helplessly, ”I didn’t expect it to turn out like this, so I’ll just teleport back every day and handle it myself!”

It was just coming back for 2 hours each day, not much of a delay. Hill figured there probably wasn’t much going on in the Capital this time. Social interactions were generally scheduled for the afternoon and evening; he just needed to inform Fran. It was just a bit of hassle for himself.

Hill ran to the Space-Time Cathedral, spent a large amount of Crystal Stones, and exchanged back hundreds of Contracts.

Fran’s Spaceship had already come to pick him up.

Hill flew in the sky, looking at the silver colossus ahead, and felt as if he had returned to a world of steel torrents.

Fran liked silver and wasn’t too fond of flamboyance; the whole ship was painted with matte paint.

The deck had only the reception hall at the bow; the rest of the rooms were all placed below.

The streamlined ship, stripped of its sails, looked like an inverted aircraft carrier.

Suppressing his wandering thoughts, Hill gently landed and greeted Boen who had come out to receive him, ”How have you been recently?”