Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 152 - 152 2 Feilengcui Lord_2

152: Chapter 2 Feilengcui Lord_2 152: Chapter 2 Feilengcui Lord_2 “I come from a border village called Maple Leaf Village, where my family was massacred by human marauders half a year ago,” said Helen, gritting her teeth, her gaze fixed on the dancing desert women.

“That’s regrettable,” the Viceroy shrugged, his face expressing deep sorrow.

“Do you still have relatives in your family?” Another Fawkes nobleman set down his fork and wiped the oily residue from the trout on his lips with a napkin.

“My grandfather’s family has been favored, they are now in the royal city of Sabak.” Helen looked down, embarrassed by everyone’s attention.

“Ohhh…” the nobles nodded.

Originally, just a fallen minor Fox Tribe noble from the countryside.

A few nobleman looked at the complicated family insignia on the cane, thoughts filled with a sense of pride.

A “favored household” refers to beast trainers specially employed by the temple to raise the mounts of the Holy Temple Knights.

To spell it out, they are vassals of the temple.

Few among the upper nobility would demean themselves to do such jobs, which are perceived as not being respectable.

Given that Helen’s grandfather came from this background, there was no need to further question Helen’s own family’s power and background.

“Dear Helen, since your family is no longer around, why not join our Del-Ray family?” The Viceroy laughed heartily.

“Let our family make up for the hardships you have endured over the years.”

As soon as the viceroy finished speaking, several influential Fawkes nobles also extended similar offers.

In Beamon, the bigger clans were becoming more and more invincible, while the smaller ones were declining.

This was mainly because the potential warriors and shamans were monopolized.

Without joining a major clan, they could hardly stand out.

The few Fawkes nobles present represented the largest factions in the Fox Tribe.

If not for Helen’s overwhelming power that made them drool, these noblemen would probably not make such forthright invitations at the dinner table.

Liu Zhenhan sneered on the side.

He was reminded of carrion crows.

These were no nobles, they were more like bandits conscripting soldiers.

Liu Zhenhan’s lips curved mockingly.

The desert dancers who had finished their dance picked up their gold long-necked jugs and poured coconut palm wine from the Desert Kingdom for all the nobles in a fluttering manner.

Before Liu Zhenhan had come to this world, there were already some pictures of stars showing off their arms and legs in the streets, which were quite enticing at the time.

The nobles’ attention was indeed attracted by the dancers, temporarily giving up their questioning of Helen.

“My lords, according to the laws of the kingdom, she has not yet reached the legal age to pledge loyalty to any family,” the beautiful snake, Cui Beixi, sensed Helen’s hesitation and helplessness and stepped in to help her out of the predicament.

“A War Shaman may not need to pledge loyalty to any family because she can establish her own magnificent family.

” Prince Richard glanced at Liu Zhenhan in the distance and smiled, “But she should stay away from those petty people who like to do boring things.”

Seeing that the two powerful figures had helped Helen out of the predicament, the Viceroy and the nobles, who were all old foxes, laughed it off and hid their disappointment.

“I heard Shaman Helen now has a Pigiel race’s ‘Dragon Shaman’ disciple?” The Viceroy’s eyes wandered through the crowd, he seemed to want to liven up the atmosphere.

Liu Zhenhan stood up from a distance, nodded at the nobleman, and his mouth was all shiny.

There was a burst of hearty laughter in the hall.

“I heard your fire dragon pet died in an accident.

That’s really a pity.” The Viceroy had obviously heard quite a few jokes about the Dragon Shaman in recent days, and the corner of his mouth twitched with a hint of sarcasm.

There was another round of laughter, and Prince Richard laughed the most heartily.

“A bunch of idiots.” Liu Zhenhan murmured under his breath.

Although his voice was not loud, a nearby servant heard it and almost dropped a plate of roasted camel hump on the floor in surprise.

Ning Yu quickly pulled at his robe under the table.

“My lords…” Great Shaman Wei An seemed to finally remember the existence of the “Dragon Shaman,” and he tapped the salt jar in front of him with a silver soup spoon, “The Flying Eagle Messaging from the Ink Crystal Valley military station has arrived at the temple.

I am honored to announce that the War Shaman promotion journey of the two new shamans has been successfully completed.

On this occasion, I would like to read out the temple’s decision.”

“The fact that Helen could tame a Komodo War Behemoth is indeed a major event that excites temples across the country.

Even if the memorandum from the Ink Crystal Valley station portrays Helen as a wasteful Shaman, I would unquestionably approve of Helen’s promotion.

The other main temples must be making fun of my incompetence and ineptitude,…” Great Shaman Wei An smiled at Helen, making a sarcastic comment about the Dragon Shaman

There was immediate praise and applause all around.

Wise, insightful, visionary…

These words were being lavished on the Great Shaman as if they were being sold in a shop.

Great Shaman Wei An smiled and waved lightly to silence everyone.

“Shaman Helen has accomplished such a notable achievement.

Although the temple cannot grant her a noble title and territory right now, I have decided to appoint a Holy Temple Knight as her guardian knight to ensure her safety.” The eyes of Great Shaman Wei An turned to Prince Richard.