Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1595 - 494: Analysis {Middle}

Chapter 1595: Chapter 494: Analysis {Middle}

"Don’t forget, I was once a princess. As a royal woman, my fate was always meant to be a political marriage!" Avril responded to Richard’s questioning gaze with an answer that allowed no room for doubt: "I’ve been well-versed in the routines of political marriages for a long time now!"

Liu Zhenshan was astonished. He hadn’t expected his favorite wife to possess such talent.

Elise slumped onto the edge of the bed, falling into silence.

The unknowable future—that was the true driving force of progress. However, such an uncertain and uncontrollable road ahead was an unbearable prospect for an Upper Elf with a fiercely independent personality and grand ideals.

"Haha, you guys are really thinking far ahead. Let’s save the planning for after we’ve survived the invasions from the Demon Clan and the Sea Clan." Liu Zhenshan dismissed these sentimental musings of the women disdainfully. They could turn even the smallest matters into grand reflections, just as wind chimes echo across the sea.

"It’s precisely because we are certain we’ll survive that we must plan ahead." Avril also sensed her words had been a bit harsh. After all, Elise’s sorrowful and poignant expression was right there for everyone to see, but once the bowstring is pulled, there’s no turning back. Mermaids have this kind of personality; even if they know they’re wrong, they’ll carry it through to the end anyway.

Besides, there were facts and logic to back her assumptions. These deductions were far from baseless, and Avril felt no mental burden over them.

"Let’s discuss this later!" Liu Zhenshan brushed off the topic lightly. For someone like him, using such almost coercive political measures to force a beautiful woman into becoming his wife was a bit too much of a buzzkill.

Suddenly, he felt dispirited. How had what started as a casual joke spiraled into a political discussion? Could it be that his current status meant he couldn’t avoid these issues anymore?

After this deeply awkward topic, the atmosphere inside the Crystal Tower grew unbearably stifling. Staying in the same room, Avril and Elise found the tension between them only grew even more tangible.

This mute drama was impossible to sustain, so Avril simply took the "Death Lord Ring" from Liu Zhenshan, gathered Kaka and Peacock Beauty, and returned to Florence together via the Space Ring. Elise followed suit and left as well.

The Mermaid Wei Zhi, having revealed herself before the Witch King, naturally couldn’t leave. Burdened with heavy thoughts, Elise still remembered to dispel the Magic Imprint on the mermaid’s shoulder before departing.

The indomitable Sif had proven herself to be the most formidable elemental commander. On the Aegean Continent, the traditional method for removing Magic Imprints required a Mage more powerful than the original caster to break the restriction. Yet Elise accomplished it effortlessly with a single "Magic Neutralization," forcing two Magic Imprints to create a chain conflict and negate each other.

Alas, great power brings great responsibility.

As for whether this mermaid would stay silent or betray the secrets she overheard tonight, Richard claimed to have confidence in managing her. Meanwhile, the two Ais already had plenty of their own worries and couldn’t be bothered to consider much else—they simply left.

Avril and the others had been gone for half a day, yet Liu Zhenshan was still dazed, wrestling in his thoughts over what had just been said.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt a sly delight rising within him.

Judging by Elise’s earlier expression, it was clear she was far from willing to abandon the responsibilities she carried.

The more determined she was to shoulder these responsibilities, the more elves she would recruit. And that, in turn, would mean more opportunities for Liu Zhenshan to steal kisses and woo beauties.

Would he need to feign some reluctance when the time came?

He definitely couldn’t let others see he was already drooling over them—he had to wait for Ning Yu to push him into it, then pretend to agree reluctantly, acting as though he were sacrificing himself on the altar for the nation.

The Aegean Flower was simply too stunning! How could he let anyone else have her?

Thinking about this, Liu Zhenshan began to feel a bit despicable and shameless.

Even if Rexa wasn’t the incarnation of the God of War, he was still a venerable priest. To sneakily covet his prize like this felt utterly dishonorable. After all, Liu Zhenshan was an active Shaman of Divine Songs—how could he be overjoyed doing something so dirty?

In just a brief moment, Liu Zhenshan’s mood grew as complex as a labyrinth.

After sorting through his swirling emotions, he resolved to drive away these trivial worries with work. He rummaged through his desk for quite a while before finally pulling out a blank Crystal Record and a carbon pen, meticulously writing down plans to combat toxic gas threats step by step. He even outlined a systematic next-phase action plan separately.

The Mermaid Wei Zhi watched him obediently from the side without interfering.

As Liu Zhenshan reflected on his self-loathing, time’s relentless passage had transformed him from a rural nouveau riche—someone who once yelled into the winter’s western winds with bare-chested bravado—into a man who had no choice but to shoulder the kingdom’s future.

This rare trip to the Demon World had already yielded him a significant haul of magical tools and raw magical materials, which he’d sent back with Little Ai. Next, however, he realized acquiring rare military supplies in the Demon World would likely be unrealistic—those items were simply in high demand and scarce in supply.

Thus, Liu Zhenshan shifted his focus to everyday goods closely tied to the people’s livelihoods.

Ordinary goods weren’t military supplies, so they weren’t regulated or contested, and the sales channels were bound to stay wide open. Liu Zhenshan had every confidence that he could complete this task smoothly. At this moment, he wasn’t merely thinking about how to win the long and grueling war ahead—he was also pondering how to bring greater prosperity to the kingdom and his territories.