Gods, Ashes Descend

Chapter 52 What's wrong with showing off a little?

A black whirlwind rose from the Soul Orb, expanded, and then a ten-centimeter-tall Grim Reaper figurine appeared.

The little skeleton in the black robe holding a scythe, well, it's actually quite cute.

Li Wei curiously reached out to tap his head, but before he could touch it, he quickly pulled back. If he hadn't, the little skeleton would have chopped his finger off with its scythe.

Li Wei muttered something to himself.

"The little guy has quite a fiery temper."

"You're the little one. I'm hundreds of years old. If it weren't for that demon... wait, you can understand the language of the dead."

As he spoke, he stared at Li Wei's little skeleton and was surprised to find that Li Wei was actually listening to him.

Li Wei stared at the strange guy in front of him, suppressing the urge to poke his head, and replied.

"How amazing! Without a universal language, how would we survive in all the worlds?"

You heard what happened earlier, right? How about you go back and pass on a message?

"You really intend to let me go?"

"certainly."

"Then please have the mages around here stop pointing their wands at me, and have the dozens of people outside leave as well, okay?"

..........

King Foltest of Temeria was a scumbag with a chaotic private life, a womanizer who had a child with his own sister, but that didn't stop him from being a good king loved by his people.

His first concern was whether the people had been massacred. After learning that only the lords who had been thrown out were injured, he sent someone to deliver a recruitment message to Li Wei.

An unknown knightly order emerged from the sea, but since they didn't seem to be killing people indiscriminately, there was room for negotiation. They could be recruited if possible, but not killed again.

After all, his capital still had two standing divisions (each with 10,000 men) and the Blue-Clad Iron Guard.

After gathering intelligence and learning that Levi had a group of mages, Triss Merigold and Fikat, the two court advisors, contacted Levi as special envoys. In this world, although magic is somewhat idealistic, its practical applications are very real.

A whole host of bizarre curses and mind control techniques are involved.

Who knows if sending ordinary people might result in them getting infected?

However, Li Wei and his group had a bad feeling about their first meeting, because the killers who had drawn lots to be guards saw that the two people who came through the portal were actually humans, not the Wild Hunters or undead that Li Wei had mentioned, and they all showed expressions of disappointment.

They put their weapons away, and then continued to lean against the wall, look up at the sky, or shrink into the corner, which made the two of them unsure of what to do.

Triss and Fikat didn't understand what was going on with these people. Shouldn't they be wary of the two mages? They exchanged a glance and decided to let Triss go first.

Triss's signature features include long, fluffy red hair, light blue eyes, freckles on her face, a beauty mark below her mouth, two large freckles, and a hot S-shaped figure that is considered attractive by Westerners.

"Perfect in the eyes of Westerners," Triss smiled and bowed slightly as she introduced herself to the knight guarding the gate.

"I am a royal advisor to Temeria, and I have come to see your leader on the orders of King Foltest."

Unexpectedly, the knight guarding her paid no attention to her beauty and simply pointed inside the manor.

"The boss said the weather is nice today. I've been cooped up in the room for too long, so I'm going to go to the living room to relax. Let's go straight to the living room. We've made some changes inside. If you can't find your way, just ask anyone."

Triss's smile stiffened for a moment, but then became more natural, and her curiosity intensified.

In this world, mages and sorcerers are the same word, referring to educated people who are capable of manipulating magic. Although this is just one of many titles, most of the titles that have been used for many years are not flattering.

These terms range from the polite "wise man" to the less precise "damn sons of bitches, they'd better get the plague."

As for the women among them: sorceresses, their title is somewhere between "female overlord" and "damned bitch".

Commoner women would wear headscarves while noblewomen would wear their luxurious hats. Only two types of women would have long, flowing hair—Girls and sorceresses.

In a society where women have no status, sorceresses who study magic are a special group of people.

Generally speaking, only female magicians who are ugly or physically disabled are sent to magic academies.

The reason is simple: once a girl becomes a sorcerer, she will sever all ties with her family, and her parents will not receive any benefits. Only disabled sorcerers who cannot get married or are neglected by others will go to the magic academy.

In the magic academy, they use magic to alter their bodies and appearances.

Because sorceresses had a difficult childhood marked by discrimination from the world, this hardship made them vain, and most of them dressed in gorgeous and revealing clothes.

Don't expect others to treat them well; they'll only be nice when they see something useful in them or when they see their looks. The kind of equal treatment that Sha Cai and his ilk give them is still quite rare.

Once inside the manor, most people were doing their own thing. Some were sprawled out on the ground, others were balancing a bucket of water on their heads, and still others were squatting in front of the flowers, lost in thought.

But inside, there were electrical wires everywhere and machines buzzing and emitting black smoke.

Fikater immediately whispered to Triss.

"These guys are weird, and they're really strong. Be careful. I don't know if you've noticed, but some of their shields are made of pure steel, at least several centimeters thick. They can easily snap our necks with their hands."

Triss nodded slightly, but when they got close to the door, they found that there was no one on guard at all, and they couldn't even think about asking someone to announce their arrival.

But this is too lax. Aren't they afraid of being assassinated?

However, the sound coming from inside piqued their curiosity. Iron ingots—could it be a blacksmith? But what was that sound of hammering iron?

"Ken, quickly bring the iron ingots over."

"Jesse, haven't you found the village yet? You've been searching for three hours. Without enchanted books, you can only dig one block at a time. It's terrible."

"Boss, there's nothing I can do about it, it's not up to me."

However, when they went inside, they found three cans sitting in chairs, controlling a blocky figure inside an iron box to run around.

Li Wei glanced back, clicked his tongue, and then his eyes fell on Triss's face.

Before the other party could speak, Li Wei asked in a cool and aloof tone.

Do you know Geralt?

Triss became even more curious, and Levi, who spoke up, was clearly the head of the group, perhaps a little too young.

"Do you know Geralt?"

When Li Wei heard that she knew Je Camel, he stared at her deep trenches without hesitation, and his composure crumbled in an instant.

After all, Triss loved Geralt deeply and it was impossible for her to fall in love with someone else.

"I don't know her, but I know Ciri. I need you to go and tell Ciri if she wants to restore her kingdom. We can help her restore her kingdom for free, and there's no need for any marriage alliance issues. I'm not interested in little brats."

We can also help her solve the Wild Hunt problem.

Levi's tone was arrogant, his ambition was considerable, and he was a lecher, according to Triss, who responded politely with a smile.

"I will inform Geralt to tell Ciri, Your Excellency, that I am acting on behalf of..."

When you're out and about, your style is something you create yourself, so Li Wei interrupted him firmly.

"I only speak with your gods, and you ordinary people can only submit to my rules."

Seeing Triss's stiff smile, Fikat immediately chimed in.

"What are your rules, sir?"

"It depends on my mood."

Li Wei felt a little embarrassed by his forced pretense, but he realized that everyone started out as a grandson, so he stopped caring.

I'm so strong because of my own hard work, what's wrong with showing off a little?

(Triss)

(Fikat)