Surviving The Fourth Calamity

"Xi Manman" suddenly laughed, raised her smoking pipe, and slashed at the air: "Everything has been predetermined from the very beginning.

Life is so difficult... one can never escape their self-made sins."

Both Lucimar and "Mobi Chenxin" understood what she meant.

Whether Lind knew that his life was a reckless struggle from a moment of abandonment, or if his birth was influenced by the spirituality of the weapon that once wounded Helena, it was all destined from the moment he was born, dooming him to ignorance and insensitivity towards his entire family.

When doing things, everything was always about his own interest.

The only person he trusted was Ditte, who indeed was the most innocent in this matter.

Although Ditte was excluded for various reasons, and even learned about some things only afterwards, at least she didn’t gain any direct benefits from this.

"After the Countess Stelter got what she wanted, she piled up all the spoils from that battle, even the gold coins, at the port and burned them." Lucimar sighed, "No matter what you think of this incident, in the eyes of all the nobles in Danboro, Lady Helena established her image as decisive and wise at that moment.

So, she was able to hold the entire city under her family’s control just by relying on the butler’s communication before Count Stelter returned to the territory.

You should understand, the butler’s authority can only rely on the master’s majesty."

"Really, all burned?" "Mobi Chenxin" felt a bit incredulous, "Wasn’t there any weapon too precious to burn, or even impossible to burn?"

"At that time, there were the bodies of thieves, directly hanged and full of scars, evidence of coercion." Lucimar spoke with difficulty, "Their weapons were even laid neatly on their bodies.

Everyone’s money pouches were placed neatly on their chests.

The great fire, though assisted by crystal stone powder... the smell was unforgettable.

So, I still remember the faces of those head thieves in the fire... after all, besides their faces, nothing else was intact."

He swallowed another sentence: As for the small thieves, even their faces were gone.

"So, you speak of her majesty." Xi Manman nodded in understanding, "Indeed, not only did she prove that she meant what she said, adhered to the contract, but also demonstrated her resilient nature.

Heh~ at least for a time, even if others wanted to target Basia, they dared not use similar methods.

Moreover, finding cannon fodder daring enough to act wasn’t that easy, right?"

Lucimar nodded, "Yes. So, she did nothing wrong."

"Ah... if it were me as Lind, hearing praises of Lady Helena’s wisdom and bravery since childhood, I would also metamorphose." Mobi Chenxin nodded affirmatively, "Fortunately, it proves that any person’s character change is related to their growing environment.

So... is Old Dog overthinking it, that Lind metamorphosed in such an environment, rather than being influenced by something?"

"He wants you to watch Rose, so just keep an eye on her." Xi Manman turned around, ready to leave.

"Are you here to find a scapegoat?" Mobi Chenxin stopped her, tentatively asking, "I thought, ah, whom did you say was a friend?"

"Not Fenmo, she’s at Red Willow." Xi Manman turned with a smile, "Do you want to see her, or do you just want to know what she’s called now?"

Mobi Chenxin’s face turned cold, "I was asking about you."

"I’m, of course, here to find Mr. Lucimar." Xi Manman said, appearing suddenly enlightened, "By the way, Lucimar, do you think Great Sage Ismael would become our undead enemy because of his son’s death?"

Lucimar didn’t really want to be in this place... the atmosphere was so peculiar, the tug between emotions was too blatant.

For the first time, he wished from the bottom of his heart, he wasn’t so sensitive to these matters.

But he had to answer this question, so he couldn’t help moving his hand, sweeping the hair from his forehead behind his ear, then answered with a forced smile: "You caught it in the act.

The most important thing is, your death has almost no cost.

Great Sage Ismael understands very well what weighing the pros and cons means.

He won’t do anything foolish."

Xi Manman, being a clever girl, didn’t intend to ask more once Lucimar spoke of Great Sage Ismael’s struggle and compromise.

It’s clear, although the undead tribe also has infighting among themselves, if any Aescian dare act against them, it’s always a matter of pursuing them to the ends of the world... travelling thousands of miles just to take your head is no longer a mere story.

It’s about attacking one to get a chain reaction, hitting a group brings all of them.

Without support from the World Master, even if Great Sage Ismael was furious about his child’s death, he wouldn’t do much.

After all, he didn’t have justification, did he?

And since he can’t inflict major harm on the undead tribe, Great Sage Ismael would only publicly declare that his son deserved this fate at the hands of the undead tribe.

As for Ismael’s kindness and justice... in the fantasy world, so-called kindness never affects anyone’s acts of revenge for their bloodline.

He’ll just have to express his sincere repentance when the time comes.

If it wasn’t the undead tribe who acted, then Great Sage Ismael could definitely repent sincerely for a few years.

’Xi Manman’ clearly understood and was planning to leave, but someone’s persistence annoyed her, so she just tossed the problem to Lucimar, who had previously flirted with him.

At this moment, Lucimar suddenly wanted to know... When ’Snow Cloud Peak’ commanded them to be paired together with ’Mobi Chenxin,’ did he consider this inexplicable Shura Field?

No, he is so clever and wise, how could he not realize?

Lucimar could actually see a bit from ’Mobi Chenxin’s’ behavior, this spirited young man had some unresolved feelings towards ’Snow Cloud Peak’... And if he could see it, how could that person fail to understand?

It’s fine if you want to teach insubordinate subordinates a lesson, but don’t get him involved, alright?

He is innocent, okay!

Saying some flattering words to beautiful girls, even wanting a gentle romantic dinner with a beautiful girl, isn’t that all human nature?

His life is already so difficult, Mr. ’Snow Cloud Peak,’ why add another burden?

Lucimar decisively spoke: "I think what I most want to hear right now is the origin of the child not yet born of Great Sage Ismael.

With the ability of that Great Sage, as long as the child is formed, he can tell whether it’s a boy or a girl.

From what you’ve said, it’s been quite some time since this started, so... should there be news now?"

Having been informed about those things about Gaia, Lucimar certainly understood that if it’s a boy, it’s simply the best news for him.

Whatever Gaia wants to do, Lucimar is already safe.

What remains is to wait for the lady’s death notice, then send what’s left of the body into his family’s graveyard... Lucimar had long figured this out, no matter how he said it, no matter how he thought, whether he admitted it or not, that body named Demit was born from the person who gave birth to him.

The Great Sage Ismael could deny with one mouthful, but he could not.

He was fortunate enough to separate himself from that soul.

So, finally arranging Demit’s burial is the only thing he can do for her.

The story far away in the desert, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ knows nothing about it.

Lucimar clearly overthinks it... If he could understand this stuff, he wouldn’t have been single for so many years.

Of course, the news in front given by ’Mobi Chenxin’ from Lucimar’s mouth, he already knew from a certain person involved and knew it more comprehensively... Lind has always been a wise one, he absolutely cannot accept anything in the family that he does not know.

Thus, even if the caretaker couple always hoped he didn’t know his birth-time ordeal, relying on his cuteness and his fragile childishness, young Lind had dug out those things from various places.

When the commander from the Undead Tribe asked him about it, the young master hesitated not at all and revealed everything.

"I thought you would hate those who abandoned," ’Snow Cloud Peak’ asked thoughtfully.

"I don’t hate them, but I can never feel secure," Lind simply said, "I am someone raised with noble education, of course, I understand this matter isn’t seen as wrong.

Mother Helena loves me.

She has always felt guilty for not protecting me well, letting me grow up frail and sick.

But it’s not her fault.

Being attacked by villains, of course, is the villain’s fault.

Her own injuries were even more severe.

The subsequent decision was based on rational judgment weighing pros and cons.

Yet, you should understand, a disposition like mine, once it’s confirmed someone could abandon me when major things happen, I’ll never trust.

No matter how fervent the love is, I know it’s conditional."

"Ditte, actually, also has those conditions!" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ couldn’t help but tilt his head.

"That’s different... My brother indeed puts family first.

But when I make a mistake, his first reaction is to reprimand me, then educate me, not to abandon me directly.

As long as I remain his recognized brother, then, if I encounter danger beside him, he would protect me with his life." Lind smiled, "With this understanding, what else is there to say?

I won’t demand from others what I can’t achieve myself, I will reach out myself to grab.

But..."

He did not continue, just smiled gently.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ sighed: "So, really, all you can do is wait for that unknown, constantly scheming World Master to investigate carefully?"

Lind scratched his head: "Um... maybe you’re not looking for something at the thieves’ side."