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Chapter 295 - 58 Heading to Razor Mountain_3
Chapter 295: Chapter 58 Heading to Razor Mountain_3
"Shaman Wei An?" Byron broke into loud laughter. "Tutor, my war shaman rituals are still sloppy, why discuss becoming the Great Shaman?"
"What about your ambition?" The seductive snake tutor pointed at the wooden axis on the ground, "Didn’t today’s battle make you realize the difference between an army with a shaman and one without one? The War Song Scroll you developed has the power to influence the entire battle! I’ll tell you! For the first time, I have such confidence in you! But you disappoint me!"
"Helen has always had confidence in me, and I’ve always believed in myself." Byron rubbed his nose and smacked his lips.
Guoguo tugged at his trousers, with her small paw emphatically pointing at her nose.
"Speaking of Helen, I remembered something!" Cui Beixi pointed at Byron’s head, "You naughty bastard!"
Byron pretended to be attentive, actually stealing glances at Gortani. His intentions were undeniably flirtatious.
Obviously, the swan knight knew about the flirtatious relationship between the snake tutor and her father. Feeling Byron’s intense gaze, she felt awkward and looked away.
The seductive snake tutor’s face turned a bright red under his gaze.
"This bad boy, why does he always latch onto people’s vulnerabilities." Cui Beixi was both shy and annoyed, cursing this loathsome boy in her heart.
"Richard, let me be frank with you. In the vast wilderness south of Sanggan River, within a radius of two thousand miles, you’re the only lord. If you dare, you could apply for the national Shaman Olympic Conference. If you place in the top five, not only will there be Gold Coins as rewards, the high priest of Sabak’s main city might allow you to build an altar here. In due time, a grand temple could emerge. You’ll become the youngest Shaman Wei An in the kingdom." As Cui Beixi spoke, she harbored intentions of teaching this obstinate Piegel a lesson.
"Really?" Just as Cui Beixi expected, Byron’s eyes sparkled at the mention of rewards.
"After having an altar, devout believers and shamans following the path of heroes would lurch in this direction. Perhaps a great city might be born! The Great Shaman Wei An doesn’t need to depend on others!" Cui Beixi continued to tempt this fool.
I’m so eager to mess with that prince! Once I become a shaman, who can mess with me? Byron was itching to participate in the national Shaman Olympic Conference as soon as possible.
"The Northeast Temple did not nominate you and wouldn’t nominate you." The seductive snake tutor sighed, "Without seeing the situation today, even I wouldn’t have any confidence in you. But now I believe my thoughts should change. I will write a letter to Lord Mourinho to help you get a shortcut, register for you under the name of a regional shaman."
"Tutor, as long as I get the reward, I’ll give you a commission." Byron said with a mischievous smile.
"My father is the examiner for this Olympic Conference. According to his temper, the application by regional shamans must pass his review." Gortani suddenly interjected.
"With my War Song Scroll, no matter who you are, you are at the mercy of my hands!" Byron laughed arrogantly.
Gortani gave a bitter smile, shook her head, and said no more. Her dismissive expression said it all.
"Don’t celebrate too soon. I have a question for you. As for your three Golden Figures, it’s none of our business. A shaman with magic figures is considered a pride amongst us Beamon shamans. So, I won’t look into it further. However, after your ritual went Berserk, what was that Sacrificial War Song you sung? It’s a group war song. Only the Great Shaman and higher ranks could summon it through a group performance. I haven’t taught it to you. How did you manage to use it? When did your singing power reach such an exceptional level? And, what about those peculiar and terrible melodies you sang! Tell me! What is going on?" The snake tutor’s face turned grave.
Byron excused himself with the War God giving him the dream, Cui Beixi didn’t believe it. Natural Evolution is possible, but it absolutely won’t naturally evolve into a mutation. Strictly speaking, Richard is now a heresy.
Sensing the criticalness of the situation, Byron claimed he was in a Berserk state at the time, and he was still confused about what happened. He quickly played dumb and pretended to know nothing.
He was confident that Cui Beixi was somewhat protective and absolutely wouldn’t deliberately reveal him. As for Gortani, he was a bit uneasy about what she might do, sensing some ill-intent from the swan knight’s gaze.
Take each day as it comes. Byron comforted himself. If the swan dares to tell, I’ll expose her! All her dirty laundry would be aired.
Fortunately, due to the miraculous War Song Scroll, Cui Beixi didn’t make things difficult for him. Apart from telling him not to use that war song again, nothing else happened.
Coming to Faelin has been an eye-opener, even a shaman can go Berserk! The seductive snake tutor felt her mind was in chaos.
Being a lord is indeed tough.
After dealing with the tutor’s interrogation, Byron took a brief rest. He left the battlefield cleanup to the Vassal Clan and the slaves, then prepared to take the militiamen and fifty of the strongest Slave Warriors to march towards Razor Mountain.
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