Chapter 651: 101. Calculating or Not_3
“Grandpa, it seems like he’s caught on.”
“…Ah, no matter, as long as he wants the Seal, this matter is unlikely to fail. And it seems that he is not particularly close to the little Phoenix beside him. Even if he realizes why we are helping him, he is unlikely to tell the Phoenix.”
“Phoenixes, who would have thought that there are still some in the Northern Realm? I really want to go back and see what they look like and if they match the ones in the myths.”
Hearing his descendant’s remarks, the Slime chuckled and said,
“Heh heh, not at all like you imagine. The Phoenixes have a bad temper beyond your wildest dreams, but without a doubt, they are a most magnificent race… In fact, the Troll Species only refuses to let living creatures other than Phoenixes enter the Wutong Tree. That is the real reason why our Six Clans haven’t been able to return to the Phoenix Tree for thousands of years. But this Fisher Benavides has the scent of a young Phoenix, which gives me a glimpse of opportunity.” Thɪs chapter is updated by noⅴelfire.net
“And moreover, this handsome playboy seems quite interesting. Who knows, sparks might fly between him and that young Phoenix. If we count carefully, this guy has connections in the Human society of Nali City, relations with the New Dragon Court in the South Continent, contacts at sea, hmm, just not sure about under the sea. This favor could be called upon many times, we’ve struck it rich…”
The chubby Slime King sucked on his pacifier and squinted his eyes as he calculated, his baby-like drowsy eyes suddenly bursting with dazzling value. Speaking of which, he casually pointed at a few Slime Species standing beneath him and ordered,
“Make sure to solidify this favor. We can start getting involved in the affairs of the South Continent. That Dragon Queen is someone we can work with. I’ve heard that although she wages war with humans, she does not reject human goods and technology, so cooperating with some humans must be her preferred option. We could pull some strings and profit from it. Does anyone have any recommendations for a person?”
After this statement, the blond-haired Nali Mayor stepped forward and spoke to the Slime King,
“Grandpa, we might give the Bai Cui Family of Nali a try. I’ve recently gotten quite close to a man from their family called ‘Keken.’ This fellow has real vision, and most importantly, he dares to try and wants to achieve something big. We could try co-operating with him, and if things go south, we can push him to the front to take the heat…”
“Let’s do as you suggest, but remember not to get too hands-on. Queen Elizabeth finds you very handy in implementing new policies right now. You might get promoted any day and wouldn’t want to leave any leverage against you; as for the Pirate Harbor, the Black Chief is trying to find Storm Sea and might or might not succeed, but since he’s asking for Alagina’s help, you can also use this favor to chip in. Who knows, maybe one day they’ll find it? For those who didn’t get a share of the favor, collaborate with those who did and see how you might chip in. But don’t make it too obvious, better to maintain the status quo than to force a connection. Remember what I’ve taught you – be content and keep to your own!”
“Yes, Grandpa… Who would have thought, this Fisher has provided such a useful favor. No wonder your first two requests were practically not made at all, and you even gave away a relic and intel for free. This really made him agree so willingly – truly a master strategist!”
The Slime King shook his head as he looked down at his eager descendants, their eyes glistening with anticipation. He lay on the plaza, and the massive Frost Snow Phoenix Tree statue seemed to move before his eyes, its branches extending down like wings. He smiled with a hint of melancholy and said,
“Heh, ‘strategy’ may not be entirely true. Because your grandpa here also truly wishes to return to the shade of the Frost Snow Phoenix Tree. I too look forward to the day when the immense doors of the Phoenix Tree will open once again for our Six Clans, allowing me to bask in the Ice’s radiant glory once more…”
The descendants turned their heads in unison to gaze toward the immense Phoenix Tree at the end of the plaza. At the top of that tree, a giant figure with wings seemed to look down upon them. At the base of the trunk, six diverse demi-humans held up their hands with respect, as if receiving a divine gift, feeling the legendary past of the Northern Realm buried under Frost Snow, yet shimmering with an epic brilliance.