Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 193 Your Title

Chapter 193 Your Title
Flor had a plan.

He has worked tirelessly to realize this plan, and now, he is only one step away from realizing this grand plan.

He no longer remembered how long he had been falling in the deep sea. His heart had long stopped due to suffocation. He lost his sight and hearing and only had a vague perception of this world. The black shadow pulled him to the deepest part of the ocean, which was the crack that sealed the old gods. A ferocious sea beast was guarding the sealed entrance.

Flor heard the sound of bodies twisting and bones breaking.

This was a restricted area that humans could never reach. He vaguely sensed the greedy sea beasts. Their bodies were much larger than the imperial warships. For several epochs, they had been guarding here, preventing any outsiders from trying to approach the canyon.

Empolis, this is the name of the old god sealed in the valley, and it is also the existence that his master Xinkalo wants to see.

Flor brought enough sincerity, which was a way to help the old god leave the valley. Although it could not be realized immediately, it brought hope - for a god full of anger and hatred who had been sealed for thousands of years, nothing was more attractive than hope.

Moreover, he was lucky enough.

Ethan helped him tear open a gap leading deeper into the valley.

This was the conspiracy that Flor left for Ethan and the imperial delegation. Eliom was the key to suppressing the valley. Once it was seriously injured or died, the seal of the rift would be shaken, and then he would have the opportunity to enter the valley to meet Empolis.

Flor believed that even the Lord of Tides could only give a violent sea beast corrupted by negative emotions a relief.

His consciousness passed through the seal, and almost at the same time, he heard the majestic questioning.

"who are you?"

The sound was boundless, as if it occupied the entire world.

Flor immediately recalled the shock he felt when he first met Xinkalo, which easily shattered all his pride and made him realize that in front of the true gods, they were as insignificant as dust.

However, he seemed to hear some strange noises.

It seemed that Empolis lowered his voice and muttered, "Let go first, there is a visitor."

This little octopus is extremely insecure and is really clingy.

"I am Flor, and I have come to see you on the orders of my master, Sincarlo."

Flor respectfully stated his purpose.

But for some reason, the atmosphere in the valley suddenly became cold and severe, and Empolis's attention was focused on him. Just a glance was enough to overwhelm him.

This old god...seems angry.

Was there a grudge between him and Xinkalo?
Flor knew he had to act, otherwise he would most likely be crushed by the wrath of the old gods before he could even make his intentions known. "My master has brought you a plan, He believes you will like it."

This is a sacrificial ceremony.

The only price is to sacrifice the traitor Eliom.

"I will try to open the link to the valley, and then the consortium—"

Flor's voice stopped abruptly.

he died.

He died completely. All that was seen was a tentacle slapping him, and his consciousness immediately dissipated. The fragmented shadows were rolled by the tentacles towards the ferocious beast in the valley and swallowed directly into its stomach.

Huh?
What happened?
Wasn't he negotiating with Empolis just now?
Is there something wrong with his opening remarks?
That shouldn't be the case. As the leader of a consortium, he is a recognized master of negotiation.

It all happened so suddenly that when Flor's consciousness was awakened at the other end, he was still full of confusion.

This is the power given to them by the master. Unless they find his real body, it is impossible to truly kill him.

but……

Where did the plan go wrong?

Flor sat on the altar and looked down at his hands.

For the old gods, there should be nothing more desirable than freedom. Kane is the best proof of this. He would rather become a prisoner of the consortium than give up his body walking in the world, but Ampolis seems to be dismissive of this, and Flor also vaguely feels that his master's judgment on the relationship between Eliom and Ampolis is biased.

The way they get along doesn't seem as tense as imagined.

But now, he has more troubles to deal with.

"Lord Flor, is there something wrong with your plan?"

A familiar voice sounded not far away, and a pair of snake eyes were staring at him.

Rattle smiled, not seeming to mind the recent death at all. "It seems that the strategy of the Western Continent has failed. What's worse is that Kane also ran away. This time the consortium suffered heavy losses."

Her tone was rather gloating, "The Elders would like you to explain this failure to them."

Flor's mood suddenly sank to the bottom.

When failure came, there was no one around him that he could trust, not even Xiangwei.

This is the second test that Xinkalo gives to his believers. He does not like a stable personnel structure.

Flor knew that although he was the leader of the Lofik Group, once he revealed a flaw, Xinkalo's other believers would never miss the opportunity to replace him.

Rattle approached him silently like a poisonous snake, "Please come with me."

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On the other side, Yuge, who was staying in the mansion, had mixed feelings.

Happy time is always short-lived.

Today is the day Ethan and others will return.

The favors I owe are increasing.

He never dreamed that his impromptu business in Hearth Bay would indirectly save Ophira from being flooded.

"Master, the imperial delegation is about to leave."

Lily brought a decent dress. Seeing Yuge sitting in front of the desk in a daze, she took a deep breath, put the clothes neatly on the bed, slapped her face with her hands, and tried hard to show a disgusted expression - since consulting Ivy, she would practice in front of the mirror in her room every night.

She stood in front of Yug, looking down at him. "Your friends are about to leave, why are you still dawdling here? Do you want me to kick you?"

……

"I'm coming!"

Yuger said quickly.

Lily seems to be getting more and more aggressive recently. Did she misunderstand something?
Yuge admitted that these were all his requests, but he had to emphasize that they were all to prevent himself from getting lost in people's excessive praise and to keep him alert at all times.

More importantly, he has a good understanding of his feet...

Yuge took a look at Lily's calves in white stockings and swallowed.

Yes, he has absolutely no interest in feet.

When they arrived at the port, diplomat Richard was saying his final goodbye to Ivy, and his father also took time out of his busy schedule to come and see them off in person.

The Empire and the Western Continent signed many new clauses. As the concept of "God" revived, they also consciously discussed some theological topics with the Empire. Ethan's concept of "objective world as the criterion for judgment" brought them a lot of inspiration.

Yug waited patiently until Richard finished his eloquent diplomatic speech. The port was now filled with the residents of Ophira.

The "Great Cataclysm" made them realize that the Empire was their most trustworthy ally.

Yug wanted to go out to sea with Ethan and others and immediately arrange a diplomatic visit, but the reconstruction of Ophira was not yet completed and the city needed him.

"Master, if you don't say something, it will be too late."

Lily pushed Yug from behind.

Generally speaking, Master Yuge is eloquent and well-versed in many heresies and twisted theories. When they sailed together in the past, all the crew members combined could not argue with the young master. However, when dealing with friends from the empire, the young master is often shy like an introverted little boy.

"Old Sen."

There was so much he wanted to say that Yuge didn't know where to start.

He suppressed the thousands of thoughts in his mind and decided to follow his heart. "Thank you, I will not give up sailing."

Once the reconstruction of Ophira is completed, he will set sail again.

Just like the warriors several eras ago, he left his familiar hometown with passion and beautiful expectations. In the past few days, he witnessed the relationship between Ethan and the crew members. Everyone is independent and an indispensable member of the ship. This is the future he has always dreamed of.

"One day, I will find a partner who is as good as you, and then travel to every corner of this world!"

Yuge's bold words made many people a little dazed.

This scene at dusk made them seem to be back in the story of the warrior and the sea.

History seems to be a cycle. Thousands of years later, someone made the same promise in the same place.

Even Ethan was stunned for a long while because of these words.

He looked around and realized that he was not prepared enough this time. He did not prepare a straw hat in advance. On such an occasion, he should have put the straw hat on Yuge's head and entrusted this precious thing to the other party.

"But..." The second person to react was Ivy. She admitted that Yuge's bold words were indeed very contagious, but she always felt that the atmosphere in the port was a little weird.

Yuge's words made it seem as if they wouldn't see each other for more than ten years.

But in fact, "Sir Richard and I have discussed the establishment of a teleportation magic array in Ophira. Soon, people from the Imperial Magisters Association will come to Ophira to establish a teleportation hub. By then, you can come to visit the imperial capital at any time."

"Ah, oh, that's it."

Having been poured a bucket of cold water, Yuge could only respond with an awkward smile.

Oh, that’s right, he had forgotten that there was such a convenient thing as teleportation magic.

……

As the "Emperor's Sword" slowly sailed away from the port of Ophira, there was not much sad atmosphere on the deck. Before nightfall, Ivy held a crew meeting.

The little octopus has become a member of the team, and she feels that there is a problem that must be solved.

The golden hair on top of his head stood upright all night, looking as if a storm was about to come.

"Don't you see a problem?"

At the beginning of the meeting, Ivy seriously raised the question that had troubled her for several days. She held the little octopus and placed it on the table. "My name is Ivy Margaret, and its name is Eliom."

"Ah."

"Then who among us is 'Old Ai'?"

Ivy believed that as the team had more and more members, this was a problem they would have to face sooner or later. These days, whenever she heard the name "Old Ai", she thought Ethan was calling her, but every time she looked over, she found that Ethan was just talking to the little octopus.

Eliom raised a tentacle, indicating that he was determined to get the title of "Old Ai".

"Not all nicknames have to follow this naming rule."

Ethan explained that this was a matter of habit. For example, even though he had not worked at the Inclusion Bureau for a long time, he was still used to calling Ivy "leader". "I think the nickname 'leader' is very suitable for your temperament."

"I've been wanting to talk about this for a long time. I have to change the name."

"Why? Isn't this good?"

Lin Dong was a little confused, as she often followed Ethan in calling him that.

"My aunt talked to me about this before when we were in the imperial capital." Ivy said seriously. Although Ethan always said "I'm not a god", her aunt thought it was just modesty.

It was really inappropriate for the sun god to call her leader.

"My aunt said that if she hears you calling me 'leader' again, she will beat my butt at night."

Ivy was seriously considering the safety of her butt.

Ethan was a very humble person, which was unbearable for the nobles who always emphasized etiquette.

The coincidence of the title of "Old Ai" was just an introduction. Ivy was a serious person and she felt that it was time to discuss the issue of how members should be addressed in the organization. As far as she knew, the core members of some stylish organizations had their own titles, and the Empire also continued this tradition.

The royal family would award titles to those imperial people who had made outstanding contributions.

"For example, 'Winter', that's her title, not her real name."

Ivy turned the topic to Winter. "Miss Winter is good at ice magic, so she was awarded the corresponding title... Come to think of it, we don't know your real name yet."

"I don't have a name."

Winter was a little confused at first, but after racking his brains for a moment, he said, "Winter, this is my name."

People called her that when she was studying in college.

She thought it was probably because she had frozen the examiner into a popsicle during the entrance exam.

Lin Dong explained, "When I was a child living in the tribe, the adults called me beggars. After I was kicked out, no one called me that anymore."

She didn't feel anything about the title of "beggar", but she just didn't like the look in the adults' eyes when they called her that.

"……Feel sorry."

The golden hair on Ivy's head drooped down, and the atmosphere of the discussion suddenly became much heavier.

She adjusted her mood and looked at Ethan again. "From what I understand, you are not satisfied with the nicknames the shelter gave you twice, right? This is an opportunity. The royal family can grant you any title you want. Auntie thinks the title of 'Sun God' is a good one."

"not good at all."

When Ethan thought about calling him "Sun God" in daily life, he suddenly got goosebumps.

If someone who didn't know him heard him, they would definitely think he was a middle school boy who was immersed in unrealistic fantasies.

"I think you totally don't understand the meaning of a title. A good nickname should not only be catchy, but also bring people closer together."

In order to prevent Ivy from going further down the wrong path, Ethan felt he needed to say something.

After all, Ivy is the heir to Margaret's family and has considerable power in the new cabinet. Plus, with her personality, she can really come up with strange titles for everyone out of the blue.

"For example, 'Lao Sen' makes people feel familiar as soon as they hear it, and the same goes for 'Lao Ai'."

At this point, Ethan and the little octopus on the table high-fived each other, and their tacit understanding seemed like old friends who had known each other for many years. After that, he looked at Ivy and said, "I think this is what you really need."

……

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

Ivy returned to her room in a daze.

When it comes to heresy, Ethan is much more difficult to deal with than any politician she has ever met, and the confidence that she had built up through diplomatic negotiations not long ago was gone after this meeting.

Ivy even wondered if Ethan had used some magic to make people involuntarily fall into his conversation rhythm.

Electric element magic.

But soon, she overturned this speculation.

After all, before Ethan learned the elemental magic of lightning, he was already a master of nonsense.

“Dulululu, dulululululu—!”

The sound of Shell interrupted Ivy's thoughts. There was only one person who would call at this time. Sensing the upcoming conversation, the golden hair on her head immediately burrowed into her hair and she adopted the ostrich tactic.

Ivy stared at the phone for a long time before she finally answered the call.

"Good evening, aunt."

"good evening."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the line, "How is the task I assigned to you going?"

"Ah, um..."

Ivy hesitated, "Let's just say it's done."

During the time they visited the Western Continent, many changes took place in the Imperial Capital. One of them was that the royal family invited the most famous stonemason in the empire to erect a statue for Ethan in the Imperial Square. Now they just had to wait for the name to be written on the statue.

"Very good. The stonemason is waiting for news. What does he think of the 'Sun God'?"

"He raised some... objections."

"Objection? What about the alternative plan? 'Sun King', 'Lord of Glory'?"

"'Old Sen', he said he wanted this."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Ivy's heart was beating non-stop. She could imagine how her aunt wanted to pinch her butt. "Also, my title has been decided..."

Although she knew very well that maybe her aunt didn't want to hear this news.

"What is it?"

"…'Little Golden Retriever'."

Perfectly fitting the catchy and relatable traits Ethan mentioned, Ivy has become a bit self-destructive.

What's even more bizarre is that she actually thinks this title is pretty good.

Before her aunt called, she was reflecting on whether she had been contaminated by Ethan.