Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Although Lansendel’s behavior was infuriating, Shaer couldn’t deny Hill’s words.

If they can’t even handle Lansendel’s followers, encountering the Undead Tribe would drive Hill’s two students insane.

The key is, they can’t hide.

Even if they’re already in the sky, hiding in the shadow of the moon, the Undead Tribe they’ve never seen would have to make themselves a ladder to climb up and check out what they look like.

The Undead Tribe is absolutely unavoidable.

Therefore, Russell and Carpenter must endure this mental impact.

From this aspect, first contacting Lansendel’s brainless group for a month is indeed a good transition.

Hill’s consideration is indeed thorough.

Shaer lightly nodded: ”What do you plan to do?

This Dawn Messenger clearly plans to ignore the people behind.”

”Presumably, Josh’s promise to the people of the Defense Tower has already been fulfilled.” Hill glanced at the moving Floating Stairway, ”The rest is just building a Dawn Tower here and cultivating a suitable believer.

Just during that past time...”

”Ah~ Beautiful and powerful Lansendel! Do you know how I’ve lived these years?”

As soon as the Floating Stairway door opened, the human-like Josh rushed towards that Great Peacock.

Though lamenting his misfortune, he was still very pleased to praise how Lansendel’s feathers looked particularly lavish today.

The Floating Stairway’s door closed.

Russell and Carpenter did not come out.

The Floating Stairway’s door opened again.

Carpenter’s little head poked out, while Russell held onto the door frame, looking bewildered.

In order to make them understand how powerful the deities in the hall above were, List had them urgently read a large number of documents during this period.

Although they were a bit confused by some marginal or secret matters, List indeed evaluated them to have almost the same level of understanding of these deities as Toril’s human upper echelons.

As for character and the like... that’s secretive content.

Russell and Carpenter now only need to know what kind of attitude to use to face these beings.

Hill was never the type of instructor who just advised others ”you must use the most humble attitude to respect so-and-so.”

He would certainly explain the causes and consequences clearly, letting the other party realize how frightful an error it is to offend the powerful.

Hill always puts the ugly truth at the forefront.

So, if someone would still be abandoned by him like this, it could only prove that person never trusted Hill from the beginning.

In that case, Hill never looks back.

Although he is always gentle, he is exceptionally resolute.

Even the most capricious Alice will not cross Hill’s bottom line. Even the most mischievous little fairy will not truly carry out the wrongdoings Hill vehemently opposes.

But on the other hand, those who reach the point where Hill raises warnings and needs careful advice beforehand generally aren’t that foolish.

And Russell, compared to those who just obey, thinks more and deeper, even pre-setting various scenarios for himself to avoid saying the wrong thing at the time.

But all his mental preparations probably didn’t account for the scene before him.

Clutching the mighty Divine Power paw, crying and complaining while praising, the Chosen.

And, even while comforting his believers, gently patting his back with his own wings, the mighty deity who still asks ’My feathers do look smooth today, don’t they?’

Russell felt that his initial lack of reaction was definitely not his fault.

However, the teacher who obviously saw nothing wrong in all this, was beckoning to him and Carpenter with a smile: ”Russell, bring Carpenter in.”

Hill naturally understood how his students’ minds must be as if they were on a runaway roller coaster at that moment.

He had a slight anticipation... but Josh indeed was beyond his estimate.

That Morninglight Elect from Deepwater City, and that High-level Follower building a Dawn Tower on the edge of his territory, seemed to have misguided Hill’s judgment.

Those two, though capricious, are like the ’Young Master,’ whose actions appear chaotic and spontaneous but rarely show errors when they truly focus.

Many things seem to be caused by their irresponsibility, but a thorough examination would reveal that these Dawn Believers had never intended to do them from the start.

Like when Wenjian was trapped by Road Eunuch because ’Young Master’ didn’t want to do paperwork, and he doesn’t like forcing family members to work... students, thinking they can boss others around just by funding, is just dreaming.

Spending money might provide ’Young Master’ some convenience, but it can’t make everyone worship him nor make everyone obey his every word.

Not to mention, it’s just a virtual club.

So, a certain lady’s volunteering is so effective.

It’s all because he doesn’t care and is too eager to shirk responsibility.

Yet, whenever he truly wants to do something, he never seems to make any mistakes... Like when he messed with Chief Steward Lu’s affairs, the ”Young Master” succeeded in all of them.

In Hill’s mind, Dawn Elect should be just about the same as the one from Deepwater City... also possessing ”Young Master” attributes.

But there’s a type that is really... so hands-off!

”Teacher.” Though showing a calm expression, the glance towards the noisy corner proved that the two kids were restless inside.

”Come, meet the Lady of Darkness.” Hill slightly extended his right hand, palm up, displaying an elegant gesture.

”Respected Lady of Darkness, Russell greets you.”

”Respected Lady of Darkness, Carpenter greets you.”

List had briefed them beforehand, so the greetings from the two kids were in sync, their saluting manners both elegant and steady.

Unfortunately, a surprised shout came from behind them, interrupting the warm greeting ceremony.

”Hmm? Shaer?” Josh whirled around with eyes wide as saucers, ”Our Lord... Haven’t heard Toril blew up!”

Though one could understand this fellow’s meaning... Only if Toril vanished could Lansendel and Shaer sit amicably in a hall together... Yet Hill still thought Josh not staying on Toril was indeed the right choice.

Perhaps, in original history, a Lansendel believer put into the chair as a sacrifice by Sel’s Red-robed had Josh’s speaking ability.

Well, fittingly, that chair belongs to Shaer now.

”Ah~ For now, Shaer and I aren’t fighting.” Lansendel wasn’t stupid, so with a wing flap to Josh’s head, then gave a very precise answer.

Though there’s no making enemies into friends, for now, there’s no need to fight upon meeting.

Josh had high enough trust in his Main God, so he immediately asked aloud, ”Hmm? Lady of the Night, don’t you want to destroy the world anymore?”

In his heart, the only reason that could make Lansendel choose to temporarily shake hands with Shaer.

Upon hearing Josh, the Lady of the Night herself had no reaction, but the respectfully standing Russell and Carpenter couldn’t help but freeze their backs.

Yet Hill was very pleased with their performance.

There’s no way he would tell these two kids anything they shouldn’t know before Russell and Carpenter appeared.

After all, whether Shaer and Lansendel are willing to meet two mortals who neither believe in them nor have any special identity is uncertain... Toril’s Lynn is a Chosen, that’s a different matter from being Hill’s student.

Even as Hill’s students, until they reach Transcendent, they aren’t qualified to stand before the tables of two mighty Divine Powers.

So, if these two kids see the gods’ unspeakable interactions and seem too composed, it wouldn’t be good for them.

Hill, no matter what he does, wouldn’t be wrong.

Because of his status, doing something outrageous wouldn’t cause Shaer and Lansendel any displeasure.

But they wouldn’t have any good feelings towards Russell and Carpenter... or rather, all the benefits Hill made them see in these two kids would vanish the moment they knew too much.

Appropriately keeping quiet is always the fundamental rule of handling interpersonal relationships... you may trust and love someone, but the other side may not.

Especially those standing up high.

Though Hill might not fully grasp the mindset of the upper class, he still comes from a small bureaucratic family.

Some things in the Fantasy World might just be a few people’s impressions, a few people’s experiences, but in his world... how to balance up-down relationships is something every small bureaucrat must learn well.

Although Hill did not follow the path of his parents, the place he was in wasn’t much better.

It’s just that he doesn’t aspire to climb higher, only wants to protect himself, otherwise, he wouldn’t have a full head of hair at thirty-something.

His father long ago succumbed to a Mediterranean baldness.

Some things might require those who haven’t walked this road to spend a long time enduring and suffering, but Hill naturally knows how to deal with these small issues.

No, can’t say naturally, but it’s the result of twenty-plus years of verbal instruction: When his parents discussed how to handle troublesome supervisors at home, he would always overhear a bit.

Then, Hill felt that those experiences were also applicable in the new world.

Just like Shaer at this moment, she’s satisfied with Russell’s and Carpenter’s reactions.

With her ever-important emphasis on privacy, she was pleased to see Hill not use her story to share with students.

Shaer gently smiled at the two kids: ”Don’t bother with Lansendel and his family’s fools, if they knew how to talk, at least half the people might avoid death.

Moreover, don’t worry about me affecting your lives, this world doesn’t need my heavy focus.”

Russell heard and felt cold sweat trickle down his back: The result of your focus would be world destruction?