Chapter 315 - 286: The Journey Ahead
Chapter 315: Chapter 286: The Journey Ahead
As the former Duke Ward and the current King of Dillon, Stran was somewhat helpless too.
The Kingdom of Dillon did possess Legendary Equipment, but it was on “Northern Fury,” not found on his corpse.
It might have been taken by that Abyss Lord or by that Legendary Strongman from the Death Secret Cult.
Regardless of who took it, Stran had no intention of demanding it back.
Besides, Stran could not think of any other treasures precious enough to impress the man before him, Moriarty.
Regrettably, the Kingdom of Dillon was rather poor compared to the flourishing kingdoms in the south, almost to the point of embarrassment.
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There were some common treasures and goods, but Stran did not believe they would impress Moriarty.
After all, this was someone who could destroy the Demon’s Gate in one strike, the terrifying golden light of which Stran could not forget.
Even if that was his trump card, possibly at a great cost, Stran also believed that this man must be peering into the Legendary Realm from the pinnacle of the Golden Rank.
For this reason, Stran could not help but show some respect.
Taking a deep breath, Stran said solemnly,
“Mr. Moriarty, on behalf of the Kingdom of Dillon, I wish to form a collaboration with the Death Secret Cult and seek the protection of a Legendary Strongman.”
“What would I, or the Kingdom of Dillon, need to offer?”
Lis’s face also revealed a slight smile; this development was within his calculations.
Honestly speaking, the Kingdom of Dillon had taken a huge loss through this conflict, and even controlling the kingdom’s internal balance had become challenging.
And now was an excellent opportunity!
It was a chance for Lis to gain greater benefits for the Kingdom of Dillon.
Despite its location at the northern end of the Fanor continent and extremely inconvenient transportation,
to the north were the unpopulated Extreme North Icefields, to the west, the perilous Ter Mountain Range, more treacherous than the Luoxue Mountains, difficult for ordinary people to cross, and to the east, a wasteland of hills.
Before the roads through the eastern wastelands were opened by Duke Ward, the Kingdom of Dillon could only trade with the Kingdom of Feis for goods and food.
This near-monopoly placed the Kingdom of Dillon in an almost entirely disadvantageous trading position,
meaning rich minerals and leathers of Dillon could not earn the benefits they deserved.
This amounted to the Kingdom of Feis exploiting the Kingdom of Dillon, bleeding it dry.
This was why many in Dillon harbored hatred towards the Kingdom of Feis.
If it were before, Lis wouldn’t care about these issues— at most, he would just take a piece of the pie.
But now things were different; Lis knew there was a Floating City submerged in the Treasure Pearl Sea to the east of the continent.
Although that Floating City could still function normally, after so many years, it definitely needed substantial repairs and reinforcement.
Besides, there were the daily operational demands of the Floating City.
As one would know, a Floating City is equivalent to a large-scale magic factory, its consumption of magic power could be sustained by Miserla’s Core, but the resources required had to be sourced externally by the City Lord.
This was also a crisis once faced by the previous Azela Floating City.
Lis naturally had to plan early.
The Kingdom of Dillon was an excellent choice.
Of course, Lis was not a devil!
He wouldn’t exploit like the merchants from the Kingdom of Feis; it was just a matter of taking what was needed!
I really am a good person!
“What can you offer?” the robed man incarnating as Moriarty said with profound meaning.
The one who makes the initial proposal is always at a disadvantage, especially now that Lis held all the initiative.
Stran fell silent; honestly, at this moment, he could hardly think of what the Death Secret Cult might need.
After all, in his view, the Death Secret Cult did not seem to need the faith of the kingdom’s people like the Church of the Gods.
“Hehe~”
Lis chuckled lightly, interrupting Stran’s thoughts.
“I understand what you’re thinking, obtaining protection from those under the Legendary Crown is not easy.”
“I believe you are also prepared for this.”
“I will convey your wishes to those great ones, and regarding the final result, I will inform you later.”
Stran silently nodded, momentarily at a loss for words.
Several… under the Legendary Crown?
This might even be more powerful than some churches with Weak Divine Power or Gods with lesser Divine Powers.
Could what Moriarty said be true?
Even Stran, who had seen the Legendary forces of the Death Secret Cult in action, now began to doubt.
Lis, of course, noticed this slight change in the expression of the Dillon King but he did not care.
He indeed had the capital to act tough!
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Feis Kingdom, Bright City, Kane Mansion.
“Little Lis, are you sure about everything you’ve said?”
Dressed in a black butler’s outfit, Joyce stood by the window, looking down at Ashley fiercely training in the garden below, yet his expression revealed a hint of surprise.
In his hand was a Communication Crystal Ball specially made by Mr. Stephens, naturally allowing him to contact Lis.
But the matters Lis spoke of had surprised him.
Wow!
The battle at the Demon’s Gate, the chaos in the Kingdom of Dillon, the fall of a legend, the emergence of the Demon Prince Demogorgon…
With such a grand scale, and Little Lis, only at the Silver Level, was already involved?
And it seemed he played a significantly important role.
“Yes, Uncle Joyce, I have invited Mr. Stephens over, and the teacher also suspects it was Demogorgon!”