Chapter 695: The Obelisk And Floating Landmasses (1/2)
”Mom! Dad!” Lilith burst into joy before leaping into their embrace before she choked on her emotion, seeing the state of her parents.
Lidoran and Liliana had yet the time to even wash up after returning to the clan as they were immediately brought to the food distribution square, where the food was said to be very potent in replenishing their malnourished bodies.
”Your daughter has been unfilial and let you both suffered!” Lilith cried guiltily.
”Hahaha, all is good. What's important is that we are all alive,” Lidoran patted his daughter's shoulders while Liliana soothed her back before he added, ”And at least you still remember to come home.”
”Mm!” Lilith nodded before she suddenly shook her head and mentioned solemnly, ”Right, I heard that enemy pursued us to our doorsteps.”
”Un. It is Lord Havoc, the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince's right-hand man. Lord Jorn is confronting him as we speak,” Lidoran informed seriously.
”This person has been a Mid-rank 2 Transcendent for a long time. Although Lord Jorn has also ascended recently, he is still new to this realm of strength and won't be Lord Havoc's opponent.”
”We need to send back up quickly, but I've been told not to worry about it. How can I not worry about it? This is a Mid-rank 2 Transcendent who is infinitely close to the Late-stage, not far from the Paragon level.”
”Don't worry, father. We had made countermeasures for this,” Lilith reassured before she suddenly added, ”But just to be sure, I will go see the situation with Miss Soft Feather.”
”Miss Soft Feather?” Lidoran muttered.
Shortly after, Lidoran and Liliana shifted their gazes to the big blue bird before they were startled with shock and surprise.
”This is…” Liliana uttered.
”A proud member of the Blue Luan Tribe, but also the princess of the newly crowned monarch, Bluewinter, a Paragon,” Lilith introduced.
”What's a Blue Luan doing out here? And a princess no less.”
”Ahem. I mean, it is nice to meet you, Princess Soft Feather.”
Lidoran and Lilian were even more surprised after hearing their daughter's introduction, but they did not forget to greet Soft Feather shortly after.
After a brief chat, Lilith said, ”Then I will go with Soft Feather now, mom, dad.”
”Un.”
”Be careful.”
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Outside the Desolate Crow Clan, Jorn continued to confront Lord Havoc and buy time as neither side appeared to be in a rush to battle.
”With someone of your caliber and stature, why do you continue to serve such a person like the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince? Does he deserve your loyally?” Jorn spoke.
”It doesn't matter how others view the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince,” Lord Havoc stated coolly before saying, ”I owe a great debt of gratitude to his mother, and I will see it through to the end that this debt of gratitude is repaid.”
”Although I don't know what you owe his mother, I do believe that it isn't enough for you to serve her son for a lifetime,” Jorn stated before adding, ”All you get out of this is your own sense of repayment.”
”With the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince's character, he will not be grateful to you even if you save him many times. He will only take it for granted and demand more of you, working you like a dog until the day you die. Is that what you want?”
”Enough! I did not come here to be lectured on what and what not to do by you! I will only ask one last time; how did your Desolate Crow Clan suddenly grow stronger so quickly?!” Lord Havoc questioned sternly.
At that moment, a battle seemed imminent.
However, just as Soft Feather's huge figure appeared over the wall, Lord Havoc felt something shattered in his pockets, causing his expression to freeze.
After fishing out the shattered remains of a grey crystal, his expression quickly went from bad to worse.
”No! Something has happened to His Highness!” Lord Havoc bellowed.
Bam—!
He immediately stomped the ground and took off into the skies before rushing back to Nethergrass city at maximum speed.
With a short instance, his figure disappeared into the distance.
Jorn's tensed and solemn look shortly relaxed dumbfoundedly just as Lilith and Soft Feather arrived with astonishment.
”Was that the enemy? What did you do to get him to leave, Uncle Jorn?” Lilith asked with surprise.
Jorn shortly turned to Lilith with knitted brows before he answered puzzledly, ”I didn't seem to have done anything…?”
”It must be my majestic presence that scared him,” Soft Feather stated pompously before Lilith and Jorn gave a silent look speechlessly.
”What?” Soft Feather uttered.
After a few moments of pondering, Jorn shook his head and said, ”No matter what Lord Havoc's reason for suddenly leaving, I doubt this issue ends here. The Desolate Netherbird Second Prince is vindictive and narrow-minded.”
”Right. The Desolate Netherbird Second Prince will not leave us alone. We should make use of this buffer time to quickly improve our strength and prepare for the next attack,” Lilith suggested.