Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 806 - 177: The Flea’s Golden Cart and the Secret Weapon_2

Chapter 806: Chapter 177: The Flea’s Golden Cart and the Secret Weapon_2

"Of course, I fully support Helen’s proposal, but the creation of the scroll is quite time-consuming. Regarding the production process, I hope that you must listen to Helen’s advice." After a thought, Liu Shock asked again, "Will Helen still represent the Northeast Temple at this year’s Sacrificial Olympic? And when will the Cambridge Sacrificial College be established?"

"After this Sacrificial Olympic, all the attending soul shamans and war shamans will become the first term students of the Sacrificial College. There is no longer a need for Lady Helen to represent the Northeast Temple at the Sacrificial Olympic. She can simply watch the event alongside the High Priest Ne under the main grandstand," Lord Bog Camp said, first turning to Helen with a respectful nod, then addressing Liu Shock, "The Kingdom originally intended to establish the college in the royal city of Sabak, but later considered that the bustling city might affect the practice of the shamans, so the site was chosen to be two hundred kilometers away at the Cambridge Oasis, a territory of the Ostrite Tribe Ostrich Warriors. An ancient Manichean temple ruins can be found there, which can be renovated for use."

"Cambridge Oasis? Isn’t that in the Desert region?" Liu Shock raised an eyebrow.

"Yes," the White Tiger shaman nodded. "Though it is in the Desert, it should be perfectly safe under the protection of the Ostrite Ostrich Warriors. Lord Brut has also specially assigned four Biao warriors to Lady Helen’s side, just as a precaution. Along with the followers of the first-term students, there should be no concern for safety."

"You can rest assured about safety. We Elves naturally have ways to ensure Helen’s security," Liu Shock nodded, sharing a smile with Helen.

This remark resonated with many present, as the combat prowess of the Elvish warriors needed no verification—it was evident just by looking.

The shameless flatterer, Earl Garnett, immediately began to lavish praise on Helen. The compliments were already hanging on the tip of his tongue, and he pulled out a beautifully decorated silver jewelry box, presenting it to Helen as if were a treasured offering, claiming it was a congratulatory gift and insisting that she must accept it.

"Thank you so much," Helen, already corrupted by Liu Shock, directed a sweet smile at Earl Wolf, causing the hearts of those around to flutter, and turned Earl Garnett into mush, his footsteps almost floating.

Lord Mourinho sneered to himself. Even he was a bit shocked by Helen’s charm; with his experience, he couldn’t help but wonder whether he was under the influence of a "Charm" enchantment. That her natural allure could electrify him like this was indeed a rare encounter.

"I acquired this box at a high price from the human traders, please open it and have a look," Earl Garnett said with a face brimming with ostentation, and self-satisfaction written all over his hair.

"Oh?" Helen eyed the jewelry box, which was suitable to hold a ring, curiously. It was adorned with Golden Sparrow patterns, wrapped with two silver bands and a clear blue sapphire—just from the exterior, it indeed seemed quite valuable. Helen lifted the lid, and on the inside of the lid were several well-polished, convex and concave crystal mirror pieces, surrounded by vine borders laced with gold threads. Inside the box, lined with a piece of purple swan velvet, it initially appeared empty.

"This is a real treasure!" Earl Garnett’s boastful demeanor became even more pronounced, with the smug expression of a little man in triumph, he held the swan velvet by the knotted corners and laid it out on the table.

Guoguo, still staring at the Medusa girl, had one hand busy with two drumsticks, greedily munching with a parrot, face smeared with grease. When Earl Garnett lifted the swan velvet and laid it on the table, all eyes widened in anticipation.

"Take a look at this." Earl Garnett removed the convex and concave crystal mirror pieces embedded in the lid, distributing them—one for Helen, one for the High Priest, and one for the White Tiger shaman, Bog Camp.

"Wow!" Helen exclaimed after a glimpse, tugging at Liu Shock’s arm, "Look, look!"

Guoguo snatched the crystal mirror piece in a jump and placed it over her eyes, through which her large eyes blinked, and her greasy little mouth opened and closed in admiration, with the parrot also pushing its head in as close as possible.

"Fleas pulling a cart?" Lord Mourinho sighed after seeing it, giving a wry look to the other shamans and handing over the crystal pieces to them.

"It’s the golden chariot! Look, even the floral decorations on that chariot are clear, and the wood grain on the axle is meticulously carved! This is my treasure!" Earl Garnett said excitedly, pointing at the tiny dots on the velvet cushion and spitting as he spoke, "This flea must be fed blood every day..."

Liu Shock winked at the little parrot, who immediately started squawking loudly, "~Chicken~"

"Who wants chicken?" Mr. Jabbar, the penguin butler, popped up seemingly from nowhere, bowed, and with the most elegant gesture placed a pot of aromatic soup on the velvet cushion. He twitched his fingers in the white gloves and adjusted his roll-curl wig, surveying the nobles.

Just as Earl Garnett was getting into the swing of his speech, he suddenly fell silent, looked down at the velvet cushion, and stared dumbfounded at the penguin butler, as if he’d been strangled voiceless.

Guoguo wickedly smiled, pulled the plate towards himself, stumbled, and splashed out a heap of scalding cream soup, drenching the velvet cushion completely.

With a "thud," Earl Garnett fainted on the spot, his head hitting the ground with a loud bang.

"This guy..." Liu Shock shook his head and asked Bog Camp, the White Tiger priest, "There’s one more thing I’d like to ask you, sir. Isn’t the kingdom planning a spring offensive against the Desert People? If the Sacrificial College is established at Cambridge Oasis, wouldn’t it be a little unsuitable given the chaos at the front lines?"

"The kingdom’s movements this time are massive!" Bog Camp, the White Tiger priest, rubbed the black Kanji-like birthmark between his brows and raised a finger, "The spring offensive is scheduled to begin simultaneously with the Sacrificial Olympic Conference. Last year, the kingdom’s military strategists had already secured distribution maps of four desert oases within a thousand-mile radius. This year, the kingdom’s preliminary intention is to take these four oases along with the Cambridge Oasis, and to erect a barrier in the northwest direction of the kingdom, completely cutting off the route for those Desert People bandits to move southward. With these four new oases added to the Cambridge one, it’s very likely that the kingdom will add a new province after the battle! Of course, the kingdom’s determination this time is to destroy the enemy’s capital, once and for all!"

"We must participate in this war!" Helen looked up at Liu Shock, biting her lips firmly.

"Do you even need to ask!" Liu Shock laughed heartily.

"There’s also a tribe of Snake-men Beamon in the desert that has never been subjugated by our Bimon Kingdom. Even during the zenith of our kingdom in the Great Plains of Kalimdo, we didn’t venture deeply into the desert to suppress these heretics. Now, our kingdom’s military isn’t any more abundant than before, so why are we so ambitious now?" Lord Mourinho suddenly chimed in, "The Taklamago Desert is boundless, and there’s not just Desert People in there but countless desert Beamons—we’ve never encountered them before. How great is the chance of success if we rashly engage them? As far as I know, in last year’s offensive, our army didn’t even find out where the enemy capital is and only eliminated some small tribes! After all, the Taklamago Desert is so vast that if the enemy has a large empire deep within the desert, isn’t our army being a bit too optimistic about a deep incursion?"

"It’s normal for you to be concerned, sir, but this time, our kingdom is ready to deploy a secret weapon," Bog Camp, the White Tiger priest, said proudly.

On hearing the words "secret weapon," Liu Shock’s ears perked up immediately.

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I recommend this book as it’s similar to my "Beast Blood"; I write about Orcs, and he writes about Elves.

Another Chapter will come tonight at twelve.

Also, I’ve never tricked anyone out of money with these ending rambles since the beginning. To that brother in the book review area, go look at my every Chapter’s extra word count, see who in the whole of Qidian VIP has more than my 900-word endings, and then come talk with that hurtful speech!!