Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Lind also blinked and then gently sighed, "Mr. Lu Huayu is indeed very competent~"

The regret in his tone made ’Snow Cloud Peak’ instantly understand what this young master was truly lamenting: Chief Steward Lu was too competent, having done enough unscrupulous things, giving Lind, the up-and-coming talent, no room to show his skills.

Originally, he planned to take advantage of this underdeveloped period, where he looked like a teenager despite being an adult, to gain some benefits from the Undead Tribe... The Undead Tribe indeed knew that Young Master Lind was up to no good, but when he looked at the girls with those pitiful eyes, many of them couldn’t help but give him quite a few benefits.

Of course, in the eyes of the Undead Tribe, Lind’s performance was not even as good as Agleya’s Little Golden Dragon Terry... He hadn’t yet trained to the point where he could shamelessly say something like ’Elf Wine 20 gold a cup, plus Terry’s cute smile makes it 35 gold~’.

So, the occasional act of begging and pouting from him was something more cherished~

Unfortunately, once Lind confirmed that the Undead Tribe wouldn’t do anything bad to him, and that those smiling girls wouldn’t give him more benefits for the so-called ’pitiful and broken feeling’, he rarely appeared in public, let alone acted coquettishly.

Still, this little young master Lind was really good at it, and his face had reached the minimum thickness of a giant dragon.

Knowing that the recordings made by the Undead Tribe would stay forever, yet still persisting with it, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ was actually quite impressed.

Like their Little Bear Hill couldn’t do it... Even though he was angry enough to become a god because of that Little Bear Song, he still kept his gentle and elegant image and didn’t plan to let anyone capture his furious look.

Tsk, the Undead Tribe instead wanted to capture that... Hey~ That day on the forum, who knows how many shots of Little Bear’s face appeared from various angles, and how many people regretted not capturing a distorted bear face.

Then, who knows how many people were fired up with determination, vowing to make Hill break his composure.

So, the next song Hill hears definitely won’t be a simple Good Bear Song level.

"By the way, are you so suddenly relaxed because you learned the origin of that dagger?" Lind’s words interrupted ’Snow Cloud Peak’s’ daydreams.

Looking at the little young master who slightly lowered his head and softly said, ’If possible, I would really like to know where this dagger, possibly related to me, came from’, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ spread his hands with a smile and said: "I’ve got the key information.

The rest is up to Aesces.

He can’t possibly expect a mortal like me to organize the deities’ information, right?"

Although he sent Lind’s words as a voice message to those data enthusiasts the moment he got the message, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ felt that Aesces wouldn’t be so incompetent as to be worse than those folks who could only squat in the library and look up books.

Lind nodded in realization, but he still earnestly asked with a hint of nervousness and melancholy in his tone, "Then, Mr. Snow Cloud Peak, can you tell me once the information is gathered?

People like us mortals don’t even have the qualification to mention the World Master’s name, let alone have a direct conversation.

Please..."

’Snow Cloud Peak’ tilted his head slightly and said straightforwardly: "I will tell you.

However, you can relax; Aesces and Hill have investigated you and estimated that the influence of that dagger on you is smaller than a spider’s thread... While your character has been somewhat influenced by these two, it absolutely hasn’t harmed your soul, nor will it cause you to die young.

Your innate frailness has begun to adjust since you became a mage, keep striving~ Young Master Lind, in a few more years, you will be no different from other mages your age.

However, remember to exercise regularly; if you don’t move around, no matter how good the physique, one would still waste away."

Lind bid a somewhat panicked farewell to ’Snow Cloud Peak’ and realized he was in his own castle when trying to leave the door.

Nevertheless, the young master hesitated for a few seconds before resolutely stepping out of the door... He would rather go to the warm courtyard to feel the real temperature than temporarily abandon the eternal cool array in the castle, not planning to return to accept Mr. Snow Cloud Peak’s guidance.

Though unsure of what attribute the Undead World’s dog is, which can be used to describe the attribute of this Snow Grand Commander, Lind is already filled with awe for this creature, which may not even be on the same level as the dogs here.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ curled his lips, gracefully got up, and also left Baron Cain’s castle, heading back to his command tower.

’Lu Huayu’, who was enjoying the fresh sea breeze, glanced at his tablet, couldn’t resist curling his lips and sneering contemptuously. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Seeing the concerned Ambori looking down, he smiled and said, "It’s nothing to do with us, that Snow Old Dog went to trick Lind into spilling the beans.

Tsk, it’s one thing to get information, but bullying a kid... even if Lind has any objections in his heart, could he dare speak out against him?

That kid is very realistic.

Let it go, no need to bother about it.

Compared to those aristocratic hassles, the good-natured teasing from that Snow Old Dog is a good thing for him.

Heh~ Just listen more, feel more, and you’ll know life is not only shabby, it also includes the dogs."

Seeing Ambori laugh out loud, ’Lu Huayu’ couldn’t help but shake his head, "Ah, you’re used to it anyway, I’m not going to speak well of him.

Our Ambori understands, right?

Agleya is quite a good girl, Hill is also a kind-hearted person, but Ambori, definitely wouldn’t want to say good things about them."

Watching the huge Goddess nod earnestly, ’Lu Huayu’ smiled and reached out, drawing a beautiful deep blue depiction with various cyan gemstones and shells of a gigantic palace at his fingertip: "How about this, does it look pleasing to the eye?

If you like it, we’ll wait until the Sea Monsters nearby are cleaned up and build it here?"

Ambori looked at the design, tilted her head and thought for a while, nodded, but with a bit of dissatisfaction, touched the shawl woven with seaweed on her body.

’Lu Huayu’ casually spoke, interrupting her forthcoming words: "Speaking of which, Ambori, I have to ask you about this.

Do you know anything that will make a soul turn towards a cold Snake-haired Goddess?

It’s said that she’s quite beautiful."

"One from the ocean?" Ambori swiftly shifted her attention, "That’s not possible, Snake-haired ones from the sea are never beautiful."

"Including those over in Greece?"

"Ha~ Over there, the beautiful ones are all fake."

"What do you mean? Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty, wasn’t there a commotion in Toril because of her beauty?"

"She’s different." Ambori raised her head and thought for a moment, "She and the other Greek Gods are a bit different, lacking the stench from those guys in Hell."

’Lu Huayu’ paused slightly... In Ambori’s mind, it seems most of the Greek Gods have been classified as part of Hell.

"Are they similar to the Chromatic Dragon Queen?"

"That’s different. The Chromatic Dragon Queen went to Hell to live on her own accord." Ambori lowered her head and whispered, "If possible, the Lord of Hell, Asmodeus, would have long kicked her out of Hell, sending her back home to stay with the Nine-Headed Dragon God.

Unfortunately, even though her title as Hell Lord can be stripped, actually kicking her out is too difficult.

No matter how many Hell Devils there are, they can’t withstand her greedy Dragon’s Claw~"

Ambori always loved gossip, but who could she share it with?

The only one she could speak a few words to, Olypher, had long parted ways due to differing stances, too lazy to even speak.

As for her subordinates... apart from Shark-head, she hardly has any subordinates to chat with.

And as a gossip enthusiast, she always needs an audience that can give positive feedback!

Thus, until she built a friendship with ’Lu Huayu’, this little hobby of Ambori finally found room to flourish.

’Lu Huayu’ smiled and said, "True, Devils love Gold Coins so much, how could they want someone like Tiamat living nearby!"

Ambori nodded approvingly... This was the kind of normal response she was looking for.

Then she brought up the Greek Gods again: "Your side, do you only know about Mount Olympia that entered Heavenly Mountain?"

"Yes~ But I heard they were badly wounded, only a few rare ones appeared." ’Lu Huayu’ suddenly perked up... A few days ago, Ambori still didn’t know who the Greek Gods were!

Did she go to find a well-informed source just because Shaer and Rose weren’t clear about the situation?

"Hey~ They were actually deceived by those Gods of Order." Ambori pursed her lips, "AO was once a God of Order~ Said to be one of the better ones.

You should know what kind of people they are.

Order, this stuff, ha~"

Ambori let out a typical laugh of the chaotic Gods upon hearing the word ’Order’.

Then she continued with a cold laugh: "The Greek Gods indeed have the qualification to be admitted as the Gods of Order say... Because they are chaotic, and they have no compassion for mortals at all, but... they didn’t cause much harm.

Or rather, for the beings of the Mortal Realm, their merit outweighs their faults... Do you understand? It seems they, ah, due to some of their own desires, treat mortals as slaves rather than squashable ants.

But they are Deities!

Heavenly Mountain is indeed righteous, but that’s towards the Deities.

For the Greek Gods, their biggest problem was bringing the scent of Hell into Heavenly Mountain, which could definitely get them flayed.

Not to mention, those Gods of Order even arranged them on the top few layers.

With Hell’s odor all over, directly shining in the strongest light of justice, the outcome, ha~"