Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 996 - 247: The Mediator

Chapter 996: Chapter 247: The Mediator

The rivalry and hostility between the twin ceremonies of the Bimon Kingdom were so apparent that even outsiders like the two Dragon Knights quickly sensed it. This overt contradiction between the two sides was indeed too public.

Swan High Priest Mourinho and Shaman of Divine Songs Liu Zhenhan were like two Gladiators in an arena, glaring at each other for what seemed like ages in a tense and suffocating atmosphere, making the bystanders nearly choke. Only then did the Swan High Priest give a faint smile, turn, and nod to Master Puskas and the two Dragon Knights.

The handsome Mourinho, radiating an aristocratic elegance and the seductive maturity of a grown man, instantly turned Gaxia’s gaze from that of a proud Dragon Knight to a gentle and tender woman.

"Isn’t this Cerberus guarding Hell’s Gate?" the Swan High Priest said, eyeing the frozen, stiff three-headed hellhound on the ground, his lips curling slightly with a mix of teasing and disdain. He glanced lightly at Liu Zhenhan, who was puffing smoke, and said without a trace of mundanity, "Richard Your Majesty, when did you also start liking to pick up trash?"

"Thank you for the compliment, my lord, but for such prime trash, I always take as much as I can find!" Liu Zhenhan sneered, unshaken, "In future, when you hunt such fine goods, don’t forget to mention it. I’d like to pick some too."

"So it was Jose who hunted this Cerberus?" Master Puskas laughed in surprise. "Well, having such a fellow full of Space Rings following behind, it’s a wonder not to lose any leftovers and scraps."

Hearing the question from the Master, the Swan High Priest just smiled faintly, essentially admitting it.

"Lord Lampard, Lady Gaxia, almost forgot to introduce him to you! This strikingly handsome young man here is Jose Mourinho from Bimon Kingdom, who is currently the most renowned Phoenix High Priest. Jose here is also an old friend of mine, and years ago, he traveled with me for a while. Don’t let his youth fool you; he is a true master of the supreme path!" Master Puskas raised his eyebrows and solemnly introduced the handsome Smey Clan grandee, his tone proud as if introducing his own son. Just like the elders of Andulan, this old man had the typical antique’s flaw of favoring males over females. Whenever he encountered a young man of outstanding talent and likability, there was an unmistakable doting in his demeanor, which was true for Mourinho as it was for Liu Zhenhan.

"I’ve long admired your great name!" The two Dragon Knights immediately stepped forward and greeted Lord Mourinho with great humility. The typically haughty Dragon Knights were exceptionally sincere, their expressions that of worship seen only when encountering an idol. The Swan High Priest’s fame in the human world was well known; at the age of twenty-one, he had taken down the Pompei Empire’s troubling Super-level Warcraft, Mobasa Nine-headed Bird, during his travels—an adventure as challenging as dragon-slaying, relying on nothing but pure strength.

"Master, your circle of friends is indeed extensive, having the most outstanding supreme beings as your friends wherever you go." Gaxia did not forget to compliment Saint Chiao Great Magician as well.

"Haha... Gaxia, you have one flaw—you always speak the truth," laughed Saint Chiao Great Magician heartily, a hint of pride in his laughter as he agreed with the Knight’s statement.

"Master, esteemed Dragon Knights, today I represent the Bimon War God Temple and the king in extending our sincerest invitation to you. The entire kingdom hopes that our honored guests will linger a few more days in Sabak, allowing the most hospitable people of the Aegean Continent to show our utmost hospitality," the Swan High Priest politely issued his invitation. Any person whose heart hadn’t been petrified would find it impossible to refuse such a sincere invitation.

"High Priest, Master Puskas, and two Dragon Knights need to hurry to the Pompeii Empire to mediate the war; their time is very limited, so it’s unlikely they’ll have time to stay any longer," interjected Liu Zhenhan with a chuckle.

The Swan High Priest raised his elegant brows, giving Liu Zhenhan a noncommittal glance, then turned to Master Puskas with an inquiring look.

"Jose, it’s just as Richard said, I’ll visit your Mining Village another time when there’s a chance; clearly, there isn’t enough time now," said Saint Chiao Great Magician with a smile, the wrinkles on his face crisscrossing as he affectionately clutched Mourinho’s arm and patronizingly patted the Swan High Priest’s shoulder.

"That’s really too bad, war is such a joyless matter," Mourinho laughed carefreely. "Then please allow me the presumption to extend a small invitation to the Master and the two esteemed Dragon Knights, hoping that after you have resolved all matters, you can visit my fief to make up for this missed opportunity."

"Of course! I’ve heard that the marsh vegetables from Sunset Swamp are very delicious. I’ll definitely try them when I have the chance," laughed Saint Chiao Great Magician, patting Mourinho’s shoulder vigorously again.

"In that case, I won’t insist on keeping you any longer. At this moment, please let me apologize on behalf of the Bimon Kingdom. It’s definitely our fault that after coming to our capital, we couldn’t provide you with satisfactory hospitality," the Swan High Priest said succinctly, without any hint of pretense.