Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 551 - 115 Civilization World_5

Chapter 551: Chapter 115 Civilization World_5

While discussing this, Ning Yu of course did not forget to bring Gortani to the room to play mahjong.

When the Feilengcui Lord proposed to meet the Cardinal Bishop of the Holy Vatican in Dorott capital and requested the use of resurrection and purification magic, the Prince Consort showed a pained expression. The clergy of the Vatican held a lofty status - it would be difficult to ask favors from them. Especially since many in the sanctum had just been toppled in Feilengcui, the Shalba family was still uncertain of the Vatican’s next plan.

Despite the challenge, the Count Totti decided to try but made no promise of success.

Liu Zhenhan was extremely satisfied with the conduct of this Prince Consort; he seemed to have matured a lot after being taught a lesson.

The Count Totti himself was surprised; how had the coarse Piegel Lord become so polished and gentle? But the more Liu carried himself with grace and dignity, the more terrifying he seemed to the Prince Consort.

The official matters having been discussed, Count Totti invited the Overlord to a housewarming party that evening. The head of the Shalba family, Marquis Capello, would personally host a reception for the Feilengcui Lord.

Upon receiving a positive response, the Dorott Prince Consort excused himself. He not only did not oppose the Feilengcui Lord’s request to tour Valencia City, he even called over the innkeeper to accompany the Feilengcui Lord on a visit to this civilized city.

Without needing someone to remind him, Liu Zhenhan had already prepared cloaks for everyone. As they roamed the bustling streets of Valencia City, it wasn’t long before Liu Zhenhan understood why the Dorott Prince Consort had chuckled mysteriously. Dorott was a mercenary country. Valencia’s streets were full of various mercenary offices and bars, with sword-armed mercenaries and rangers visible everywhere, many even Bimon warriors.

After a quick count, Liu Zhenhan estimated that he had come across at least one Tiger Man from the Taige Clan and two Taurens of the Buer Tribe. The Taurens donned iron chainmail and carried huge double-edged axes on their backs, their imposing figures really stood out in the street.

"I see!" Liu Zhenhan suddenly realized that the Bimon warriors had indeed joined human mercenary companies to make a living. Dorott’s humans were clearly accustomed to mercenaries from all races. Elves, dwarves, and goblins could be seen everywhere. It was Liu Zhenhan himself who had made a big fuss over nothing.

Given that Dorott’s humans were extremely familiar with Bimon mercenaries, he saw no need to continue dressing like a ghost in a cloak. Rather, the imposing figures of the Mammoth powermen in cloaks drew more attention, so he ordered them to remove their cloaks.

Indeed, as he had expected, while the humans were purposely sizing up the sudden appearance of the Bimon warriors and discussing them, none of the chaos he had imagined occurred - no unified screams and certainly no stampedes in the streets.

"Have I been reading too many Knights novels?" Liu stroked his chin and mumbled to himself.

Guoguo, wearing a bear skin hat and tiny sunglasses, and riding a parrot, capered about everywhere.

Liu Zhenhan didn’t realize how impressive they all appeared. He and the ladies, each wearing ink crystal glasses, formed every 4.5 billion years. The rings on their fingers shone with agate. Especially the ladies, adorned head to toe in jewelry, every piece worth a fortune. Moer’s butterfly hairpin alone, fluttering in the breeze, was priceless. This contrasted greatly with the rumored impoverished Bimon Kingdom. It was like a giant suddenly emerging from a group of dwarves.

The sensation was delayed. After walking for a bit, Liu Zhenhan noticed a large group of humans following them to see the spectacle. Once they had gazed at the Bimon warriors, many of the humans noticed the striking women. It was a stark contrast, like barren land next to green mountains and clear waters.

The five shamans walked at the front. Every Bimon mercenary they encountered along the way froze at the sight of Liu Zhenhan and Helen’s star robes and their dazzling medals, combined with the two Scepter Shaman’s black robes. They all promptly fell to their knees.

The star robe was indeed formidable. To an ordinary Bimon, every shaman who possessed this robe was a well-known figure in the Bimon Temple.

Moer was the quickest to react, casting a wide ranged Aura of Blessing which enveloped the Bimon mercenaries. She used silent casting for her spell, a skill that Liu Zhenhan, despite his envy, could not master. The two Scepter Shamans were taken aback. Silent casting was also a bit of a stretch for their abilities. How could this apprentice do it so easily?

This spectacle drew even more spectators, as if they were performing miracles.

A few nuns were preaching on the roadside, singing the Gospel. Distracted by the commotion, they could no longer focus on preaching and simply stared dumbly as the group of Bimons walked past.

A young nun who happened to be standing in the middle of the road wore a black and white robe and held a bible in her hands. She stared blankly at Liu Zhenhan, who was in the middle of the group and had a massive cigar in his mouth, forgetting to make way for them.

The nun’s face was brightly gorgeous - a true beauty. As Liu Zhenhan passed by her, he couldn’t help but steal a second glance.