Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1330: Chapter 1121: Fishing for Big Game

Looking at Edna, who was utterly confused and bewildered, the Old Age Striking King spoke rapidly: ”Always put more question marks on everything!

No clear idea compares to asking yourself a few more questions and seeing if you’re satisfied with your own answers!

Tsk~

I’m not saying to list your entire life as a checklist to follow item by item, but before making any major decision, asking yourself multiple times what exactly you want to do will surely help you avoid most troubles.”

She turned her head, glanced twice, and pulled out a large sheet of white paper from her small bag: ”Here, future Goddess of Magic, write down what you want to do once you return to the Divine Kingdom!”

When Edna took that paper, an obvious expression of ’Who am I, where am I going’ appeared on her face.

The Old Age Striking King patted her hand: ”I’m giving you this paper not for you to write on now; go back and fill it out slowly when the night is quiet!

Could you comfortably write about your past life in front of me?

Like that Kranvo who throws lightning in Deepwater City?”

Edna paused, and the light piece of paper in her hand theatrically slipped to the ground... Her expression suddenly twisted, and her beautiful little face crumpled.

The Old Age Striking King was stunned for a moment: ”You haven’t completely forgotten about the guy with the loyalty oath with Midnight, have you?

Although Kranvo is now staying by the Styx, in the future, you will have to face him!

No matter how you claim to be Edna, to him that’s just nonsense!

The soul is still that soul!”

Edna bent down, picked up the paper, and gently tucked it into her bracelet... Of course, she had a lot of paper, but this one held a different meaning.

Laying it out on the table would surely remind her of the words the Striking King said today.

Even if one day, Midnight and Edna both disappear, replaced by another person, seeing this paper would still be greatly enlightening.

Of course, Edna felt it absolutely wouldn’t be easy for another person to appear... She wasn’t as easy to deal with as Midnight.

She would always remember everything she felt now... Toril had its own boss, and although Edna had a high level, at most she only held some shares, a high-level executive who could say a few words.

The boss was ruthless and ruthless; useless little managers who pit their colleagues could stay, as they could at least make him laugh, but useful ones wanting to compete for power and profit or harm his real interests would inevitably be kicked out of the company... in the most brutal way.

Thanks to the Undead Tribe, she learned just how comfortable the life of a high executive was... as long as she didn’t treat Toril as her own home.

Edna looked up at the starry sky... She knew that even within the Undead Tribe, the Old Age Striking King was successful in life and work, but she could also hear from the words of the Undead that the life truths the Striking King knows are known to most people actually.

It’s just that the Old Age Striking King could actively apply these philosophies to life, but most people just live within those truths by inertia and can’t apply them themselves.

But... in Toril, even following the most knowledgeable masters, it doesn’t guarantee getting this kind of teaching.

At least Midnight, with the Arcanist heritage, hadn’t learned a bit.

While she was very smart, it was only reflected on the mage’s path... everything else was just using her little cleverness to recklessly go ahead.

Most Toril people lived like this.

If not for becoming the Goddess of Magic, Midnight likely would have slowly learned some life truths through constant losses and missteps.

By the time her children or students went out, they could carry those truths and live a little more comfortably.

So the knowledge of Toril people, whatever knowledge it was, could be measured with gold coins.

It would indeed bring significant change to a person’s life.

Sometimes, Edna really felt that the life of the Undead Tribe was very fortunate.

But sometimes, she felt that their days probably weren’t very fun... Otherwise, why would so many people waste time on Toril.

Some philosophical knowledge Edna cared a lot about was something most of the Undead Tribe only talked about and had no interest in deeply understanding.

It was indeed a world where knowledge was treated as a tool to build their society, which made it very intriguing.

”Edna?” The Old Age Striking King knocked on her head, ”Where did your mind wander off to now?”

Moreover... not caring about deities at all... Edna blinked and said with a smile: ”I can only leave the matter with Kranvo for last; right now, his absence is the best decision.

After all, if Jacob really gets involved, it would be troublesome.”

”Hmm?” The Old Age Striking King tilted his head and asked, ”Are you not in the same faction as him?”

”Officially, no, both are deities of Toril.” Edna whispered, ”But in reality, that Jacob has always been secretly causing trouble for that Supreme God of Toril.

Even if Kranvo wouldn’t stir up trouble due to Midnight, what about Jacob? He wouldn’t really do nothing.”

”Isn’t that great? Let the bosses fight openly and covertly, it’s none of the business of the workers below.

Don’t go playing Romeo and Juliet unless you’re really in that situation.” ’Old Age Striking King’ stood up, patted her little skirt, and jumped again... knowing fully well her clothes wouldn’t get any dirt on them.

She felt Edna’s avoidance of Kranvo, and also understood the faction issues that must be considered before feelings, knowing this couldn’t be resolved quickly.

But it doesn’t matter, the time for deities is very long... emotional issues ultimately become sand in time: either refined into a pearl by time or ground into nothingness.

The Female Priest decisively changed the topic: ”Look, when you return to the Divine Kingdom, you can save so much effort in determining friend or foe!

The ones who endure without intervening are the most troublesome, aren’t they?

You must carefully probe what those deities think about the Goddess of Magic who binds them.

In the past, they might not have felt it, but Midnight... isn’t she the one who actively sealed some evil people’s webs?

Many, including deities, might just now realize the most terrifying aspect of the Goddess of Magic.

Their attitude will surely change... Find a way to associate the Weave with that God Above Gods, let the Toril people feel you’re just an administrator. Although you can outflank a bit, but when the boss commands, don’t you still get reprimanded?

As for those who’ve come out... what else can be hidden, they’ve all expressed themselves, so do what you need to do in the future!”

Edna nodded with a smile: ”Yes, even if each has their reasons, it’s still clear to see what their attitude towards me really is.”

For example, the Knowledge God System... was the most dissatisfied with Midnight’s somewhat obsessive state at first, these former collaborators of Black Eye nearly pointed directly at Midnight calling her mad.

But whether it’s Oghma or Black Eye’s former lover Miliel, they clearly showed a non-interference attitude towards this Path of Destiny.

’Old Age Striking King’ stretched lazily, turned her head to see Edna seated, took out a beautiful comb and gently tied her hair into a lazy long ponytail, then nudged the young girl’s shoulder: ”Go do your proper work then!

No matter what you become, you’ll always be my Edna, right?”

”Of course, I will always be Edna.

Even if I become Magic Goddess Edna in the future, I am still Mayor Edna from Hidden Town before you.”

Edna slowly stood up, pulled the long ponytail to her chest, teased the butterflies dancing on purple blooms with the ends, her expression gentle, but the words from her soft red lips were firm.

”Isn’t that good then?” ’Old Age Striking King’ said casually, ”Children grow up, eventually they have to leave home.

Even though you’re just the Mayor of Hidden Town, you can’t be hanging around with me every day like before.

I’ve long prepared myself mentally to see you distanced.

In the future... it’s just a bit further away.

As long as I can know your whereabouts, know that you’re living happily in this world, my heart will be at ease.

Who raises a child just to have them stick around nearby?”

Edna tilted her head, showing a naive smile: ”But I want to be with Sanda King Sister~”

”Then make the most of this journey... have fun!” ’Old Age Striking King’ suddenly clapped hands, ”Hehe~ Edna, isn’t that God Above Gods the one who least wants your identity revealed?”

Edna blinked and nodded blankly.

”Then there are many things~ that become much easier!” ’Old Age Striking King’ giggled playfully, ”With the strongest deity in Toril at the helm, causing trouble becomes much more convenient.”

Edna was now genuinely curious: ”What are you planning to do?”

”Old Dog is very disdainful of countries like Anmur and Kalinsan.” ’Old Age Striking King’ said leisurely, ”So he has always tried to make a big deal out of divine conflicts, and those carriers of Shards of Mistra’s Soul... whatever happens to those girls has nothing to do with you, right?”

Edna slowly nodded: ”Yes, they are bait created by AO.”

”Bait~ naturally the bigger the fish you catch the better eh~” ’Old Age Striking King’ pulled out her tablet, ”I used to worry it would affect your future... after all, you are a Weave Mage!

What if we mess things up and get disconnected?”

No matter if Hill doesn’t mind the strength of his own Mayor, but you yourself can’t bear it!

After graduation if you have to change careers, a lot of people would go crazy!

Look what kind of mess Old Dog is in!

But now, hehe~ what do I have to fear?”

Strike him!”