My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 881 - 467: Invitation to Fame_1

Chapter 881: Chapter 467: Invitation to Fame_1

"I agree with your Highness’s proposal."

The Emperor pursed his lips and said, "Alright, let’s do as you say. All the ministers in the court, go and ask the Saintess for her opinion. If she agrees, let her propose a way for Minister Owen and the other princes to compete fairly."

Thus, the decision was made. Owen secretly complained about the Emperor: Are these princes not your own sons? Why does it feel like you’re not in a hurry to find daughters-in-law and are more concerned about my business instead?

After the officials left, the Emperor called Owen to stay back: "Minister Owen, wait a moment. I have something to discuss with you." When everyone else had left, the Emperor came down and glared at him, "For such a good opportunity, why are you being so hesitant?"

"Your Majesty..." Owen racked his brains for an excuse. He couldn’t directly say that he didn’t want to marry a shrew, could he?

The Emperor waved his hand at him and said, "Enough talk! Let me tell you, the current Saintess of North Ice has a very high degree of autonomy among the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region. Within her territory, there is the famous Mist Mountain Heavenly Pool, and there are Dragon Fish in it! Do you know what that means?!"

Owen had some difficulty following the Emperor’s train of thought.

"My princes cannot win over the Saintess of North Ice, so I can only rely on you!" The Emperor pressed hard on Owen’s shoulders, his eyes full of sincerity, "Whether or not I can fulfill my life’s dream and fish for Dragon Fish in the Mist Mountain Heavenly Pool is all up to you, Minister Owen!"

Owen: "..."

How absurd! You’re a sovereign ruler, and you want to go fishing in another country’s territory! Are all fishermen so reckless?

Even if I can win over the Saintess of North Ice, it’s hard to ensure your safety when you go fishing in the heart of the Northern Region.

Dejected, Owen left the Flying Carriage Palace, returned to the Prescott Group at Looking Cloud Cliff, and immediately ordered Ethereal Devin, "I need all the information on the North Wasteland Clan - fetch it for me!"

Ethereal Devin went about his task and quickly brought back a large pile of jade slips. The North Wasteland Clan had always been a formidable enemy to the Wood Dynasty, but the two sides were not always at war. They had mutually beneficial trade relations during peacetime.

The Northern Plain in this world was different from the nomadic tribes in the north of Owen’s previous life. It was located in the central and eastern parts of the Wood Dynasty’s northern region, while the Demon Clan occupied the northwest. The Wasteland Clans had more skirmishes with the Demon Clan.

Although there were large grasslands near the border between the Northern Plain and the Wood Dynasty, the Northern Plain was mostly covered with ice and snow. Under the wasteland was a thick layer of permafrost.

Of the 36 tribes, only three relied on herding for a living, while the rest lived on the Ice Plains.

Actually, the Wasteland Clans had a large population. There were many caves on the Ice Plains where they grew edible moss and fungi. They were not short of food, and living in harsh climates meant that the clansmen were strong and combative, making them formidable in battle. Their wars against the Demon Clan were due to racial hatred, while their wars against the Wood Dynasty were born out of envy for their prosperity and their longing for the warm climate.

The last major war between the Wood Dynasty and the North Wasteland Clan took place 140 years ago, with a total of 570,000 troops on both sides. Although the Wood Dynasty won the war in name, they were already weakened at the time and unable to pursue the enemy deep into the Ice Plains.

This was before His Majesty ascended the throne.

Since then, there have been numerous small skirmishes between the two sides, but no full-blown wars. For example, there was a small conflict of three to four thousand people on the northeastern border just before the Saintess of North Ice’s delegation entered the Wood Dynasty. Hundreds of people on both sides died in the clash.

Owen carefully read the intel and then re-read the information about the Saintess of North Ice. The whole situation came as a surprise to Owen, and he felt uneasy but couldn’t figure out where the problem lay.

Owen then took out a Communication Talisman and sweet-talked it: "Sister Liam, I greet you."

"Hehehe!" Nick Liam giggled: "Hello, my groom."

Owen, suffering a critical hit, smiled bitterly, "Sister, please don’t tease me. I don’t want this."

"Why not? The Saintess of North Ice’s entourage passed through my jurisdiction, and I saw her in person. My, she’s a rare beauty that makes my heart ache. Marrying her would make you laugh even in your dreams."

"I want to devote my limited life to the great cause of reviving the Wood Dynasty! How can I start a family without first making a career?"

"Pfft!" Nick Liam sharply expressed her stance.

Owen touched his nose and stopped talking nonsense: "Sister Liam, can you tell me the truth? If Master Lane has any issue, I promise to report it to you at the first instance."

"Hmph, what does his business have to do with me?" Nick Liam retorted, but her attitude had clearly changed, "There are some things that the data of the General Government don’t have. I also paid a heavy price to find them out."

"I will forever remember your kindness, Sister!"

"Do you know who the Saintess of North Ice’s master is?"

"Who?" Owen had limited knowledge about the North Wasteland Clan.

"Sang Island National Teacher!"

Owen slapped his thigh hard, "So that’s how it is!"

Nick Liam explained in detail: "The Saintess selection in the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region follows a complete mechanism. They will go through three competitions, and the final winner will become the Saintess of North Ice.

When the current Saintess was six years old, she faced her first competition. At that time, the Sang Island National Teacher visited the North Wasteland, and chose her as his disciple. Hence, she stood out and dominated the following three competitions, overshadowing all the other candidates, and finally became the new Saintess at the age of twelve."