Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 111 Treasure Hunt
Your family's historical hero and great sage, having lost everything except his pants, is still jumping around the card table and cheating.
When Suliman and Rean came downstairs, this was the scene depicting hell.

“You… never mind.” As the ambassador, Sally Mann had every reason to complain.

Even if she knows that heroes are just ordinary people, isn't what you're doing a bit too much?

But before she could finish speaking, Suliman stopped herself and pretended not to see it.

After all, she really couldn't afford to offend Kuku. If she really angered the ancient heroic spirits, Her Highness the Princess could tear her apart!

Last night, the people on the surface discovered that many of the new arrivals were residents of the underground world.

This means that a guess has been confirmed.

“Valhalla transcends national and racial boundaries. It is our kingdom that needs the power of the heroes, not the other way around.” Dania quickly adjusted her demeanor. She may be proud, but she is not foolish.

“We need him.” Someone’s identity also became more important, and Sallyman’s feelings toward Rean became more and more subtle.

Everyone now knows that Rean's relationship with Valhalla is extraordinary. As the first inheritor of the Heroic Spirits, he is very likely the executor and agent of the Heroic Spirits, and even the location where Valhalla is set up is related to him.

He shuddered at the thought of leaving Suliman; he couldn't even imagine it.

The way she looked at Rean became increasingly strange. Yesterday, the princess's words were practically a direct accusation against her, asking, "Why aren't you married yet?" as if she wanted to use her beauty to her advantage immediately.

Thinking of her increasingly irritable superior, the noblewoman sighed.

She was already numb, so she decided to just take it one step at a time, since that's how she'd always lived before, wasn't it?
"Lord Kuku, is there anything our kingdom can do for you?"

But there are some things that must be done now. The ancient heroes are in the real world. The competition in the Hall of Heroes is so fierce at night. Wouldn't it be a bit foolish not to make connections now?

"Huh? You know how to play cards?! You do?!"

Desperate to avoid defeat, Kuku immediately found a new breakthrough.

So, Sallyman was pushed onto the card table, completely bewildered.

Encouraged by her aunt, she clumsily began to learn how to play cards.

Previously, as a noblewoman, she had never actually played this game.

Then she lost like crazy. Those two are so cunning, how could a normal person possibly win?

Rean wasn't in a hurry. He went to find the recipe that Kuku had mentioned. He was also quite curious about how carbonated sweet water could be healthy.

"Well, no wonder it's said to be healthy. It seems like there's hardly any sugar in it; it's all technology and hard work."

The small pages were already filled with chemical formulas and recipes, and the level of technology involved was much higher than Rean had expected.

It's more like a carbonated synthetic soda with orange flavoring than an orange-flavored drink.

The materials used were all basic ingredients that could be bought in potion shops and alchemy shops. The key was the processing techniques and technology, many of which made Rean suspect that they were chemical techniques from another world.

"That's really thoughtful." This is indeed healthier; at least Rean can't see any problems.

With its unique taste and switchable sweetness, as long as the craftsmanship is in your hands, it can become a flagship product of the dock area.

It probably won't be long before the "kids selling lemonade/orange juice" in the slums become famous, giving them another source of income.

"Price it lower! Small profits but quick turnover. Distribute more and get the kids to use it." Kuku's suggestions were also on the formula.

Lowering the price would prevent excessive profits, making it less lucrative for children, and this level of revenue would also avoid attracting nobles and greedy individuals. He was truly thoughtful.

"You, you guys are definitely cheating!"

At this moment, some of the spellcasters who had unknowingly turned the game into a "Three Kingdoms Kill" game were getting impatient.

From Rean's angle, he could see Kuku hiding the token with Kusura's tail, and Purple Rose with her eyes changing color as if she could see through things.

Uh, so you guys really turned this into a superpowered gambling tournament? Wait a minute, Purple Rose, are your cards changing color too? You're actually distorting reality to change your cards?!

"Ahhh!"

In her desperation, the snake woman seemed to have activated some kind of extraordinary ability.

Then a dizzy, silly snake appeared on the sofa.

"So many, so many Kuku. So many, so many." Her snakes were swirling up and down. "Silly girl." Her aunt said to her in a low voice, looking at her with a hint of annoyance, and glared at Kuku.

"Don't bully people too much." It seems like she's very protective of her own.

"She saw it! She did it on her own initiative!" Kuku said, indicating that it wasn't my fault, but that she took the initiative to see it.

"Can't you refuse to let her see it?" That seems unreasonable.

"That's no fun! No fun at all!" Kuku was definitely doing it on purpose.

Rean sighed. He knew his choice was right. It's good to know your own limitations. Newcomers shouldn't associate with these old monsters.

Rean looked at Suliman with more sympathy, not because of her current state of being fooled, but because the situation of her and her delegation was truly terrible.

To be precise, the situation in the entire city of Radiance was so bad that there was no hope in sight.

Rean overheard Suliman and Dania's private conversation last night. Menzoderka's situation is also quite bad, making it virtually impossible for them to reach an open agreement with Radiant City.

Like Radiant City, Mosodirka also has hawks (radicals) and doves (conservatives).

The hawks' main objective is that the demonic tide is coming, and we should seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to storm the surface, end the orcs' era, and usher in a glorious era for the dark elves.

The doves felt that the radicals were too hasty. They argued that, based on past records, challengers who rushed out during each demonic tide always became the first batch of cannon fodder. They suggested that it would be better to hide underground and wait for a better opportunity to attack and usher in a glorious era for the dark elves.

That's right, they are essentially the same, only they acted at different times.

Under such circumstances, and with the general public yearning for change, an alliance or pact with the earthly realm is unacceptable.

"Both I and my mother long for peace."

These are the words of the Goddess City Lord. She should be considered a dove, but no one believes her words of longing for peace. It is probably true that she is not prepared to start a war now.

Rean sighed. This wasn't even the most difficult part of the complicated situation.

The city lord completely absolved herself of any responsibility for the "attack," claiming it was the work of the hawks. However, she couldn't pinpoint exactly who was responsible, as any family within the city could be involved, and even those who were outwardly considered doves could be implicated.

Many nobles in this dark elf city viewed it as a prison, a place that both imprisoned the beasts and imprisoned themselves; they wished the entire cage would be blown up.

As for the Beast Order, there are definitely some within the city, but they may not have many followers, because dark elves have a very low affinity with beasts and can basically not use their power.

The dark elves are very pragmatic; they won't work for us without some benefit, and even the evil gods will give us power before we do anything.

The princess and Dania talked a lot. The goddess was quite sincere, but the information she provided was getting worse and worse, and Suliman was completely unable to handle it at the moment.

Furthermore, due to pressure from other nobles, the delegation was unable to leave.

The city is in complete chaos, and everyone is entangled in their own affairs, making it difficult to take action against the delegation.

The ambassadorial delegation is currently trapped here, entangled in numerous causes and effects, and is unable to move at all. It is likely that some truly troublesome killers are already on their way, such as the possible core members of the Beast Order.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Kuku stood up from the table over there.

"I'm not playing anymore! I can't beat them!" After Sallyman quickly gave up, only the two big shots were left to play cards happily.

In her current state, Kuku is no match for a fully-fledged legendary magical girl.

"I have important business to attend to! I'm going now." Kuku jumped back onto the table, scrambling the cards with his feet as he said he had important business to attend to and needed to leave immediately.

The sudden words stunned everyone. What important business could a magical pet/great sage/ancient hero like you have here? This isn't your era, is it?

"Go dig for treasure! Dig for people! A Mech has been trapped underground! Go dig them out!"

That unfortunate candidate wasn't just a piece of junk; he was actually buried in the ruins and is now facing an opportunity to be rescued.

If Kuku is going to set off, Rean will definitely go with him.

"Uh, so you played cards all morning?" Rean was a little helpless. This candidate was really lucky to have met you.

"It's alright! She's been buried for a long time! This little bit of time won't make a difference." And you know what? That actually makes sense.

(End of this chapter)