Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1628: Chapter 206: Filling Real-Life Gaps in the Game

”Do you even know what you are saying?” Lucy turned angrily to look at the unabashed Lucimar.

But Lucimar only showed a mysterious smile: ”Ah, being softly brushed by those small hands, it’s worth a little suffering.

Look at Gavin O’Connor, he also looks absent-minded, right?

Look at those people next to him, all starting to move closer to the center of the battlefield... hehe~

That useless Xibil, a Level 7 Knight... can’t even win a one-on-one fight, and has given others a chance.

I see that one, what’s his name... his face doesn’t look good!

Tsk tsk, a beauty’s sweetheart must be a hero, being a coward is not impossible, just might have to die... oh, Undead, won’t die.

Tsk, what a pity.”

”You still have the mind to watch the excitement? If this goes on, the Ismael Family won’t hold up!

That’s all yours, you... forget it, I’ll go down myself!” Lucy suddenly turned and rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Lucimar turned his head expressionlessly, glanced once, opened the window in front, and floated out lightly.

”Siegel, are you sparring with the Undead Tribe’s Knight Commander?” he said slowly, but stretched out his hand and flung out an Ice Chain, dragging the obviously desire-confused half-brother into the sky.

”Lucimar!” Siegel was just about to curse when he was splashed with several icy Water Balls, suddenly realizing what he had done.

He turned his head to look at his troublesome brother, then looked at the messy scene on the ground, with those political opponents and other troublesome siblings among the onlookers, all bearing ambiguous smiles. Finally, he pointed to Lucy, who just rushed out the main door, and shouted loudly, ”You! It’s you!”

And then gracefully fainted.

Lucimar looked strangely at Siegel, who was hanging mid-air... Wasn’t this guy afraid that the falsely accused Lucimar would throw him down in public?

He had just tried to insinuate that one of Lucimar’s confidants drugged him!

Ah... Siegel doesn’t seem completely foolish... even if he doesn’t necessarily know who the real culprit is, he knows who his greatest enemy is.

Lucimar pursed his lips and directly threw Siegel’s enormous body onto the pile of Ismaels on the ground, watching their flustered actions... The first reaction was to hit out, halfway realized it was a public place... couldn’t help but reveal a delighted smile.

Lucimar knew why Siegel dared to put his life in the hands of his biggest rival brother: the Great Sage Ismael couldn’t stand to see them brothers harm each other.

Evidently about to fight like dogs, but the Ismael family must appear united and loving on the surface.

No one knows if he’s terrified by the once destitute Ismael who even sold his Soul... Not to mention outsiders, even these Ismaels know very well that their biological father is definitely not the same as before.

Sometimes, Lucimar has the feeling that the Great Sage Ismael values his lovers more than his own children because of this... Though birthed by him, they were born for the Ismael family.

In contrast, the lovers are all his own.

The reason the Ismael family’s children value legitimacy and seniority among their own children but feel indifferent about it for themselves is not because of split-mindedness, but because they don’t really think anyone qualifies as a legitimate child.

After all, no one truly belongs to the Great Sage Ismael.

So, in their hearts, they follow their mothers... The father may not be the real father, nor love them, but the mother is. Blood ties have no problems.

Thinking of this, Lucimar couldn’t help but let out a cold smile.

”Master Lucimar!” Lucy’s aggrieved voice interrupted his thoughts, ”I absolutely didn’t do anything to Master Siegel!”

”It’s okay, he’s just looking for a way out, can’t exactly point at my nose and say I did it, right?” In the air, Lucimar changed to a more elegant posture, ”Ah~ Beautiful Lady Cunlü, your elegance is like the clouds on the horizon, the moon in the sky, the morning dew at dawn, so enchanting to the soul.

Although it sounds like exonerating a fool, for someone as stupid and greedy as Siegel, it’s somewhat understandable that upon seeing you, he can’t control his mind and limbs.

Please forgive his rudeness... Of course, if you don’t, it’s fine, as long as you don’t associate his foolishness with the Ismael Family.”

’Cunlü’ pursed her lips, showing a shy smile, and lightly stepped two steps forward, hooking both hands on ’Hard Wind’s’ sword-wielding arm.

’Hard Wind’ slightly turned his head to look at her, then turned to look around... The Danboro Nobility’s expressions couldn’t hide their obscure jealousy and murderous intent.

He lightly clapped his hands... The shield and sword instantly disappeared from his hands.

The Danboro Nobility’s eyes couldn’t help but fix on the enormous Mithril Ring inlaid with a black Diamond on his finger... A Space Ring without CD time is something only a Great Sage possesses in Danborona.

’Hard Wind’ used his other free hand to single-handedly remove his helmet... His dark golden hair drew a sharp arc in the air.

A languid smile appeared on his handsome face: ”I don’t care how many people fall for Cunlü’s beauty.

She belongs to me and will only ever love me.

Ha~ I can’t control what others think, anyways, it’s just a look, whatever~

As for other things... as long as you’re capable of killing me, it’s fine.”

He tilted his chin and pointed at ’Susu’ who was watching: ”Susu, do your job.”

’Susu’ coldly smiled, turned to the nobles: ”What I just told you, I don’t need to repeat it. In our city, there’s no Lily of the Valley, only the military camps that haven’t started being used.

We can guarantee everyone a single room, with bathrooms, but anything else, is impossible to provide.

You brought what you brought yourself.

It’s you who don’t want to stay at the Reception House, we’re not forcing you to move.

I’ll give you half an hour, after half an hour, I’ll directly take people to the military camp, as for anything else... don’t think about it.

You can choose to live outside the valley, it’s even more free.”

Two-thirds of the Danboro Nobility chose to move to the military camps.

’Susu’ turned her head and glanced twice, noticed those who didn’t plan to move were either from the Ismael or Finch families, others she wasn’t too familiar with seemed to be Mage Nobility as well.

She still didn’t understand the logic of these people’s actions... because they have a Great Sage, they’re not afraid of Lily of the Valley striking at midnight?

Because they have no backing, they must live in a safe place?

But they, the Undead Tribe, have been in Danboro for so long, haven’t killed too many nobles?

Except for those evil Great Nobility that can’t be tolerated... but basically, they are always related to Silk Spiders, their actions are justified!

’Susu’ felt the thinking of these Danboro Nobility might be a bit strange: if they thought they might be caught, or even be in danger... then why come to Cain Valley?

At the edge of death with a probing toe~ she always thought it was a unique hobby of their Undead Tribe!

’Hard Wind’ followed behind the troop with Cunlü, and behind them were a dozen fully-armored knights.

He lowered his head and quietly asked ’Cunlü’: ”Who are you talking to?”

With agile fingers tapping lightly on a tablet, pressing all her weight on ’Hard Wind’ letting him half carry her walking, ’Cunlü’ replied softly: ”The Elder was asking me why she couldn’t come, but Susu could.”

”Sometimes, she does lack a string in that area.” ’Hard Wind’ raised his eyebrow, ”What did you reply?”

”The more polite and respectful the Commander’s secretaries and assistants are towards us, the higher our status is.” ’Cunlü’ answered without blinking, ”Otherwise what should I say?

Doing things methodically, with meticulously styled hair, dressed classically, in the eyes of the Undead Tribe, it’s quite beautiful but among the Danboro Nobility, there’s no attraction?

Lucy attracts more attention than her?

That guy, Elder, says things he shouldn’t to his own people, that can’t be said.”

”How could anyone truly like someone like Old Dog?” ’Hard Wind’ asked puzzled, ”Normally, shouldn’t it be like Qiuqiu, indulging for a while then having an epiphany?

How did Susu persist?”

”I heard from Elder, Susu might have met Old Dog in reality before.”

”Hmm?”

”She said that although Old Dog is indeed a dog, he’s actually quite good-looking, but not... the type of white-robed scholar he prefers.”

”Of course. What’s lacking in reality, is compensated in the game.” ’Hard Wind’ blinked, ”Isn’t Elder like that too... and you...”

”I say, Feng, have you been too comfortable lately?”

”Ah... We’re talking about Old Dog, talking about Old Dog. Susu means, Old Dog is typically of the burly type, right?”

”Hmm, not necessarily burly, but certainly quite vigorous.

I remember, when Elder told me, it seemed, Susu absentmindedly remarked during a parade, that an officer on a landing craft looked somewhat like Old Dog.

But later, Elder questioned her, and she wouldn’t say anything more, even said her earlier comments were nonsense.” ’Cunlü’ couldn’t bother arguing with ’Hard Wind’; there would be plenty of chances to settle accounts of past lives and reincarnation in the future.

”That could be understandable.” ’Hard Wind’ laughed, ”Old Dog once said before, he could carry a Baldy and quickly run 10 kilometers.”

”I really can’t imagine what you all talk about together, to end up discussing such scary questions... why carry a Baldy?”