Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1191: Chapter 982: The Headache of the Shadow Valley Mages

“Ah… Just how many ships are there?” The startled voice of the Undead Tribe broke the strange atmosphere inside the Floating Castle.

The number of people behind Miss Manske exceeded their expectations… Besides Jai and his few subordinates, Miss River from Shadow Valley also brought a few young male mages along.

However, the people from Silvermoon City did not follow them.

But just after Manske had walked a few hundred meters from the ‘Jade Pot’ inn, three handsome young men of different looks and styles came out to join her.

Edna and her group were leaning against the beautiful window of ‘Baalso’s Rare Treasures’ shop, and the loud-voiced shopkeeper Olasco Barso also unhesitatingly joined them.

He passionately introduced every visitor with his booming voice: “That one dressed like a Gem Dragon is the son of Shanta Orhazan from the Gemsmith Guild; you surely know their family, ‘Orhazan’s Gems’.

This kid, I remember he’s called Tamatoya. Look at that contemptuous little face—it’s just like his father’s. Doesn’t their family regard all the rural folks and the residents around and east of the Meteor Sea as barbarians?

Hehe~ This Miss Saint is certainly not a noble from the west~”

Devis and Luca’s faces turned dark… According to such a saying, these mages from Azuth’s Sacred Land were all barbarians.

“Eh? Is that Frantal Orivan’s child? How strange, wasn’t their family doing business with demons? Why are they joining this commotion?

Frantal is the largest herbal merchant in Deepwater City, a big shot even the Black Staff Tower dare not offend.

It’s said that their shop can buy all the spellcasting mediums in the world.

You mages must be interested; their shop is on Bell Street.”

“Are they going to Haranba’s music store? Is that Haranba’s son, Anil?” Olasco’s booming voice involuntarily lowered a bit, “Isn’t Cleos a guild master of the Musicians’ Association? Even Kelben is willing to show him respect, why get involved in such matters?”

It seemed that even though they weren’t neighbors, but had run shops on the same street for so long, Olasco didn’t wish to see the kids grow up under his watch falling into such chaos.

“No matter how mature she dresses, that face is still that of an eight-year-old child, and that physique, isn’t it just like a silverwood twig?” Nasir said sarcastically, “I don’t think an adult man would fall in love at first sight with such a figureless child.

Heh, not even lusting after beauty, that face can’t be said to be a stunning beauty!

Just seems nice, at best you can say she has decent charisma.

Who doesn’t know what they’re really after? Moreover, there’s no way these just-adult youngsters decided this on their own.

You, being a neighbor a few hundred meters away, don’t need to think so much!

Ah… Forget it, I’m being extra, it’s all just words anyway.”

Olasco only laughed twice before realizing Nasir was not only mocking that Miss Saint would soon be useless, but also mocking him.

He couldn’t help but give Nasir a puzzled look, somewhat perplexed: “Sir… do we know each other? I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere.”

Nasir slightly smiled: “Of course not, I’m from Quel Senta.”

“He’s a Night Cloak,” Edna suddenly said, “I remember Mr. Olasco was formerly a navy, right? You must have gone to the Starfall Ocean, might’ve had some dealings with some of his customers.

Anyway, it’s all in the past, you don’t need to worry too much, he surely won’t take business in Deepwater City here.

If he crossed the line, his peers would cut him down.”

Nasir glanced dazedly at Edna, frowning as he recalled where he might’ve offended Edna these past few days… Could it be she still resented that he once tricked her?

Olasco shook his head, erupting in laughter: “Hahaha~ then there’s nothing more to say. I’ve stayed at countless ports and seen people getting assassinated nearly every day.

Being able to get off the ship alive is my greatest luck!”

Looking at the strange treasures in his shop, everyone just silently exchanged glances… Who would believe that?

Gendilarei didn’t engage in such childish quarrels, he just tilted his head muttering: “The major noble lords of Deepwater City have all been drawn into it! Though none of the Masked Lords are involved.”

“A locksmith only opens locks; they don’t care which door the lock is put on, right?” Olasco, watching the scheming kids outside the window, asked soothingly, “Are you planning to test how many shops dare let you enter, esteemed Resplendent Light, great Lord of Dawn?”

“How could I?” Gendilarei said nonchalantly, “This is just in case, for fear I won’t see them in the future.

I’m quite surprised you’re still here.

Hasn’t Heim told you to leave quickly?”

Olasco showed a smile carrying a hint of severity: “My identity is a secret to speak of, but who at the top doesn’t know it?

Leaving while Deepwater City is still around would be an insult to the heart of safeguarding, I’ll surely wait until the final outcome emerges to speak of it.

Although my lord has always suffered slander in Deepwater City, the Eternal Watch Knights will forever uphold my lord’s teachings: stay vigilant, keep a clear mind, and honor promises.”

Edna tilted her head to look at the burly man famous for his boldness… So he was Heim’s hidden piece!

No wonder Nasir, a follower of Shaer, couldn’t help but sarcastically remark: Heim’s people acting so concerned about the country is simply a joke… Though they are indeed diligent in duty, it’s only when someone pays them.

And Shaer detests Heim… it’s only natural for the protector of assassins to dislike the guardians.

As for the enmity between Heim and Lansendel, it cannot be alleviated after the Dawn Calamity.

Although it’s Heim who unilaterally hates the Lord of Dawn, he can do nothing about Lansendel and can only trouble those Dawn Messengers in small ways.

So Gendilarei, as a chosen of Lansendel, certainly wouldn’t have a friendly attitude toward these followers of Heim.

Edna chuckled to herself, leaning against the window watching the seemingly feminine battle outside that was actually a satirical light comedy about power struggles.

The three young men from Deepwater City were starting to lose their composure.

They couldn’t stand that after battling with others for a few days, Jai suddenly appeared… the matter of Manks giving away her folding fan was no secret.

So after their habitual skirmish, they joined forces to target Jai.

Miss Manske simply opened the folding fan gently and put it in front of her face, glancing at the black-haired swordsman with a teasing look… My warrior, it’s your turn.

“Oh~ tsk, tsk~” Devis, who understood the fan language, couldn’t help but make strange noises, “These two… who outwitted who last night?”

“What’s that woman playing at?” Luca excitedly grabbed his companion’s sleeve and asked.

“You… are also of noble birth!” Devis sighed before enlightening him and the others.

“I plan to stay only at the Magic Tower.” Luca said dismissively, “As long as this adventure meets the family’s wishes, I won’t have to do anything more in the future.

I’m not like you, inheriting anything, that’s not a life meant for a mage.

But, with Jai, fighting those three must feel like merely playing?

No matter what power backs them, could they possibly kill Jai directly?

Behind him stand two deities! Both from the Evil Faction. Is it possible to reason with those Deepwater City nobles?

Who would dare seek death?”

If the deities from the Kind Alignment aren’t like Lansendel, it’s basically possible to cheat them out with some method, paying a price to get away, but not with the Evil Faction… you can appease them with money, but disrupt their schemes, and you’ll never be let go.

“As long as it’s not you acting personally, isn’t it okay?” ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ said nonchalantly, “The Zholar under Rose just set Sword Street ablaze and blew up the underground mountains of the Black Robes, didn’t they?

I heard even Lagong’s hidden cottage was burned down, tsk, tsk~

That certainly brings many enemies.”

For someone with a good relationship with Hydra, learning some news of the underworld is quite easy.

“Will Duogasos act?” ‘Old Age Striking King’ asked casually, “Isn’t he the most annoyed one?”

“What’s the point of mentioning that guy?” Olasco, who was initially silent because his identity had been pointed out, suddenly got angry, “If it weren’t for my habit of putting valuable treasures in a specially-made safe after closing, I’d have to go back to sailing to earn money now!

If not for the magic protection placed on that Singing Harp by Kelben, Haranba would probably be crying holding the ruins now… though almost all his efforts from last year were wasted.

His sudden choice to join the power struggle might well be linked to that attack… the shops on Bell Street where the Orivan Family is located were attacked too, but the Zholar barely touched their store!

Even that Dragon Lich setting fires everywhere spared the herb warehouse right next to it!

Humph!”

Edna glanced up at the angry shop owner, a bit unclear on where his anger stemmed from… if he were a pure merchant, such performance would be quite normal.

But given that he’s a High-level Knight of Heim’s Direct Knight Order, why would he care about this?

And then she understood… a few mages dressed in blue and white robes rushed over from the ‘Jade Pot’ inn, turning their heads to glance at them.

The great mage Yaro of Silvermoon City and another archmage from Shadow Valley, with serious expressions, approached River, who followed behind Manske.

“Miss Manks, good morning. Sorry to interrupt your gathering.” Yaro greeted the group with a smile after looking at them, “But the Twisted Tower has sent a message, requiring them to listen at the Black Staff Tower.”

River looked at them inexplicably: “Is it urgent?”

“The Storm Queen has arrived.”