Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 154 - 154 3 The Iron Broom Sweeps All the Poor Ghosts in the World_1

154: Chapter 3 The Iron Broom Sweeps All the Poor Ghosts in the World_1 154: Chapter 3 The Iron Broom Sweeps All the Poor Ghosts in the World_1 In the outskirts of Witherspoon.

The river flows quietly, a large old Toona sinensis tree covering the sky like an umbrella.

Richard stood under the tree, picked a leaf from it, and tossed it into the moat.

The leaf spun on the surface of the water and drifted away.

Far away stood Ning Yu and Avril, surrounded by burly pandas, arms folded, their icy gaze warding off any idlers who sought to come near.

After the awkward banquet came to a close, Cui Beixi brought Richard and the little fox here.

To make time for this, Helen declined countless invitations to dances and dinners by nobles, including the persistent gaze of affection from the prince.

Richard knew that his beautiful snake mentor must have something to say.

He was waiting.

The one thing scouts especially needed was patience, something Richard was never short of.

“Richard,” the beautiful snake started softly: “Why did you deliberately keep the fact that you have the four Golden Figure puppets and that you killed a Hell Black Dragon from the Main Temple?”

“It seems Vieri didn’t listen to me after all,” Richard kicked a stone on the ground away.

“Don’t forget, the bear fighter Vieri was once my follower.

Many years ago, I saved his life, thus Vieri would never hide anything from me.

While he submitted his memorandum to the Main Temple, he also sent a letter to me.” Cui Beixi smiled: “Because he knows that you are my apprentice, and he seems quite aware of your current predicament.”

Helen blushed.

She knew about these matters too, but she kept them to herself, not telling the mentor who treated her like a daughter.

“Since Vieri acted out of good intentions, I suppose I should not complain about him anymore.

Mentor…

in your opinion, which is harder, teeth or the tongue?” Richard asked.

“Definitely…

the teeth.” Helen looked at the beautiful snake and hesitantly said.

The beautiful snake smiled profoundly, gazing at Richard.

“Even the hardest of teeth will fall out one day, but the tongue will never fall out ——- because it is soft enough.” Richard looked at Helen and then at the beautiful snake: “I am now faced with a hard nut to crack, should I choose to be the teeth or choose to be the tongue?”

“I had a hunch last time that your caution contradicted your rugged appearance.” The beautiful snake’s eyes showed satisfaction.

“That’s because I face far too many unknown threats, it’s not my nature.” Richard shrugged:” But I really want to use the Golden Figures to knock the person who framed me into a daze.”

“Rashness and impulsiveness are the greatest original sins.” The beautiful snake nodded: “King Grecke Sar has been the king of Beamon for two consecutive terms and is likely to be crowned for the third time.

Richard, your decision is undoubtedly wise.

You shouldn’t feel dissatisfied with the Main Temple, the royal family and the Main Temple are two separate powers, but ever since the princes joined the ranks of the Holy Temple Knights and became a part of the temple, every decision made by the Great Shamans of the Main Temple will be difficult.”

“Had master Qi Dan not acted this way, he wouldn’t have ascended to such a high position.

If it were me, I would have done the same.”

Between a vassal member Piegel and a prince, it’ll be unheard of for the Great Shaman to show any bias towards Richard unless he was out of his mind.

Richard was always understanding.

His casual demeanor gave the beautiful snake a fresh perspective.

Every time he appeared, Cui Beixi had to take another look at him.

“Mentor, you know very well the awkward situation I’m in right now.

What could be the outcome of announcing the dragon slaying knowing that someone wants to frame me?” Richard pointed at his cuff and laughed: “Like Helen today, should I first accept the cheers of the masses, then tattoo a dragon head crossed by a long sword here?

Then wait for the temple to assign me the most dangerous task again?”

“No one dares to frame the servants who serve the War God.” Cui Beixi corrected Richard’s words.

“Since it’s you, mentor, I’ll speak candidly, in fact, I don’t have the ability to slay dragons.” Richard said with a bitter smile: “The dragon slaying this time was totally an accident, the Hell Black Dragon was in a mountain cave only ten blades high, unable to fly.

If it was soaring in the sky, I would have no way to deal with it.”

“Even my mentor, the priest of the Fire Phoenix, Lord Mourinho, is not absolutely sure that he can confront Hell Black Dragon and escape unscathed.” Cui Beixi nodded in agreement: “However, I have to admit, Richard’s considerations are indeed far-sighted.

But you shouldn’t see the reality as too dark, after all, you are a servant of the War god, even the king would not dare to do anything too excessive to you.”

“Huh huh …

I hope so…” Richard laughed: “I actually don’t have a deep hatred with His Highness the Prince, I’m not so naive as to quarrel with him over jealousy…

but this time I suffered, if I have the opportunity I will slowly settle the scores with him.

There’s another thing I don’t understand, didn’t the War god strip most of the fertility capabilities from the Liger people?

Why does he still cling to Helen?

Mentor, you hold a high position, shouldn’t you advise the lad?”

“The prince’s veins flow with the blood of the Rhein lion, the lions in Beamon are the most lustful species, how can this possibly be stopped.

Not to mention the royal children, look at the nobles of Witherspoon, what are so many beautiful female slaves raised for?” Cui Beixi sighed: “The will of the War god is issued through the High Priest in the red robe, speaking honestly, the royal family seems to not quite believe in this will of the War god.”