The nobles and mages of Danboro don't care about the movements of the undead.
But when they discovered that Lusimar was actually planning to leave with these people, they instantly fell into panic.
Especially the territorial nobles.
With Linde in front, the Danboro people already understood why the undead set off with a local.
When the nobles came here, why did they abide by the rules of the undead so much? Even if they got into a fight in the military camp, no one brought the chaos outside the military camp. Isn't it because they expected the undead management to see their excellence?
Give them a territory to play in?
Even though Linde looks pitiful, with only dozens of children around him and not even a serious staff member, who doesn't envy the fate of this child who was abandoned by his family?
There is no burden, no danger of being coveted, just wait for the day when the undead leave Oasis.
Even the huge resources and money to become a mage, the undead have prepared for him... During this time, it is not like they have not visited the shops of the undead, alchemy potions and strange object structures, these people from other worlds are definitely not bad
.
Maybe it's because the previous world had more energy than Oasis, magic plants can be found everywhere, and the undead have a full range of alchemy potions, which are also very unique.
How dare the alchemist of Oasis consider so many features!
Stability is what they pursue...if the refining fails, they will vomit blood.
The only thing they can be praised for is making strange objects, but haven't the undead also learned it?
Although the undead don't know those deeper things yet... but are they things that ordinary nobles can touch?
What they have access to, and even need, is what the undead have learned.
The most terrifying thing is that the materials for the undead seem to be endless... As long as they think about it, they can do it.
In Danboro, even master alchemists have to find the materials themselves!
And now, what is the difference between Linde, this young baron who has just started his journey as an alchemist, and the little mouse who fell into a rice vat?
Whatever he wants to learn, he can buy the materials from the undead at a huge discount!
Although the boy didn't want to see anyone and kept himself at home, which greatly disappointed many territorial nobles who tried to use him to occupy such a valuable place in the Kane Valley, but they also had a rising interest in the undead.
More hope.
Although the undead in their territory do not seem to be as strong as the families in the Aotian Alliance, these basic materials... seem to be available to the undead, right?
If the relationship was better, wouldn't they also be able to get this kind of discount?
In that case, even if it is resold, it can give these territorial nobles, who are forced by the drought to hug the temple gate and eat black bread, a breather!
Therefore, even if they are almost losing their minds, they can still insist on staying in the military camp and not making the undead laugh.
As a result... after they persisted for so long, it was little Ismail who got the bargain?
Why!
His family clearly doesn’t need this benefit!
As the secretly most recognized heir of the Ismail family, Lusimar only needs to wait for his father to go to heaven to live a good life?
Why would a guy who eats steak every day want to compete with poor people like them who can hardly afford white bread for their jobs?
The nobles in the Damboro Territory were angry. They instantly forgot why they were hiding in the military camp. They felt that they endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden for the sake of a better future for the family, but in the end, their home was stolen by a guy who lived the most comfortable life...
Instigated by unknown anger or an inexplicable aura, they rushed to the control tower hall where the undead were packing, and yelled at Lusimar in front of tens of thousands of undead.
‘Xueyunfeng’ sat at the top of the stairs and looked down, with a strange smile on his face.
"Old dog, why do you smile like a fox dog?" The 'perfect bald man' who was walking up looked surprised.
"What are you here for?" 'Xueyunfeng' asked with a sneer, "Looking for scolding?"
"Ah, give me an ink pen~" The 'Perfect Bald Head' didn't care about his threats at all, "But it looks like I have to watch it for fun first.
The view from above is good...Didn't others come here too?
What are you doing here?
Can't our floor be made transparent?
Why are you tilting your head so tired?"
‘Xueyunfeng’ patted the hem of his clothes and stood up: “It’s so lively, you can either watch it with others or watch it from the side.
What’s the point of hiding and watching?”
"Are you mocking Hill?" the 'Old Sanda King' who also followed said provocatively, "Thanks to him for being so kind, he still lends you lily of the valley and windmill jasmine, are you worthy?"
"Ah... what did I do to make you hate me so much?" 'Xueyunfeng' walked back to the middle of the hall and sat down, a little confused, "I've been so busy lately that I don't even have the energy to curse, right?"
“Tsk~” the ‘Old Sanda King’ said irritably, “What on earth did you do to make so many people rush into the big library?
Ghost Dragon couldn't help but complain to me. Those guys were trying to steal people from her every day.
Why?
We, Mirimu, don’t even get that much fun, just to let them make a small amount of money?”
'Xueyunfeng' raised his eyes and looked at her: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
The 'Old Sanda King' curled his lips: "The library is too busy, and they are really noisy. They have been trying to communicate with some special beings who come to read the books.
You also know that there are some paranoid aspects in Mirimu's temperament that cannot be changed even after being purified.
If this continues, she might even throw the undead into the maze,"
‘Xueyunfeng’ couldn’t help laughing: “Then throw it away~”
He said in a very serious tone: "Old man, you are a little too cautious. You are always afraid that a conflict between Edna and the undead will affect your relationship with her.
It is because of your attitude that Toril, the goddess of magic, behaves so cautiously.
But this isn't right.
She has her responsibilities and pride, and you shouldn't interfere."
The 'Old Sanda King' blinked: "Ah... it's me, did I do something wrong?
I always feel that we undead won’t stay in Toril for too long, and it’s best for everyone to come to an end peacefully.”
“Isn’t this what Edna is afraid of?” ‘Perfect Bald Head’ interjected, “After she officially becomes a god, she should know that we may leave at any time.
The more cautious you are, the more she thinks you might disappear at any time, so she behaves so timidly.
If it were Hill, anyone who dared to talk in the reading room would be kicked out no matter what the reason was."
The 'Old Sanda King' nodded silently.
It took a long time before he spoke: "I will have a good chat with Edna.
Sigh... This child actually always hopes that I can give her a promise, that is, when I die, I will go to her kingdom of God.
She was willing to sacrifice some interests to ask our God of Time and Space to help bring my soul from our world. If I still loved my husband at that time, she could even take away my husband.
Do you understand?
What does this mean?"
The 'Old Sanda King' suddenly fell down on the sofa with a miserable look on his face: "I never thought in my life that I would turn into an NPC after I died!
Forget it...what should I tell my husband?
Honey, look, if you don’t care about your image after death, do you want to stay in a game with me forever?”
She put her head on the sofa, and only a low and dull voice came out: "Hey~ Our family's goal in this life is to become a star in the sky on the Star Network.
Now, it’s not certain whether Sky Star can become a star, but Game Star is no problem.”
'Xue Yunfeng' glanced at her, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, and his mouth opened, but he could not utter a single word of comfort or sarcasm.
The 'perfect bald head' looked around and suddenly pointed down: "Does the ink pen want to take action? What did those fools say?"
A burst of footsteps also appeared hurriedly on the stairs, and many managers of the Aotian Alliance rushed up one after another...all of them were sent off to see the excitement.
But in the beginning, they should have come to watch a show nearby.
When the view was no longer enough, I thought of the good place upstairs.
"Ah~ old age!" 'Cunlu' roared dissatisfiedly, "You don't even call me sister when you find a good place, how outrageous of you!"
The 'Old Sanda King' sat up with a calm look on his face: "If you have to be escorted to watch the excitement, what are you still doing?"
"Don't make any noise!" The 'Master' sat down on the floor, turned around and roared, "Do I want to listen to you or to them?"
The brave young master was instantly hit by two pillows.
However, his sacrifice was valuable, and the command podium became quiet.
"What exactly do you want to say?" On the raised right hand of 'Mo Bi Chen Xin' standing in front of Lusimar, a transparent space-time dragon bared its teeth and claws, "Where we are going and what we want to do has something to do with you.
?"
"I don't understand, why Lusimar?" A middle-aged man wearing a knight's uniform came out, "I remember that your relationship with the Ismail family is not very good.
The great sage Belfran even had a conflict with Lusimar when he was in Basia City.
If it is Finch, we all recognize it, but why..."
"No reason.
Who we like doesn't depend on which family." 'Mo Bi Chen Xin' sneered, "As for Hill...not to mention he also thinks Lusimar is quite cute, ha~
He doesn't want people like you to use him as an excuse to slander others.
Be more careful next time.
Otherwise, when you are spanked by Miss Suzuran, don’t ask why it was you who was spanked."
The middle-aged knight trembled suddenly and quickly turned his head to take a look: the lily of the valley hanging outside the hall was shaking gently in the breeze, as if he was peering in.
He immediately laughed: "It's my fault, I won't do it next time."
He still didn't give up: "But, can you please tell me the conditions for you to choose your own lord?"
This chapter has been completed!