Game World: I Can Share Talents

Chapter 334 - 61: Twilight Witnesses the Faithful Believers

Hmm? The Ring of Clear Skies Witches’ Demon contracts have failed?

Upon hearing this, Westheid’s interest was immediately piqued.

This could only mean one thing: the Demons imprisoned by Emperor Qianlu had escaped their cages. And so, these Demons, bound for millennia, immediately turned around and ditched all the contractors they had been cozying up to.

The Demons’ intentions couldn’t have been clearer.

’Useless trash! We gave them so much power for nothing. It seems escaping really does come down to one’s own luck after all.’

’Emperor Qianlu! That shameless old bastard! What was the point of locking us up for so long? We deserve a piece of the Land of Thousand Laws!’

’Just watch me wreak havoc! We’ll take back all the betrayal and suffering we endured from Emperor Qianlu’s descendants and believers!’

The Thousand Laws Royal Court... was about to be, or perhaps was already being, engulfed by the tide of the Demon’s Frenzy Banquet. This marked the Mortal World’s official entry into an era of strife.

All the peace once protected by the Celestial Gods would be torn to shreds. Only escalating conflict and rising Energy Levels would drive the birth of a supreme being.

’Looked at this way, events like the Return of the Dragons and Temporal Chaos will also unfold in the Radiant Holy Tree Empire and the Celestial Vault Kingdom in the future.’

’Every Realm of Order has its own unique, endless blessings to enjoy!’

However, as for the Country of Yonglan’s "blessing," the Heaven-Devouring Wave, Westheid had already intercepted it. The future was now drastically changed, its potential limitless.

Otherwise, according to the original timeline, the Country of Yonglan, which held such high hopes, would have had its spine broken by Mivana in the early stages. A nation that should have been in its element in a chaotic era would have been forced to barely scrape by.

"I see. In that case, does this mean the Ring of Clear Skies has no choice but to fully side with us?"

Westheid stroked his chin and smiled.

Yolanda nodded. "That’s right. Having lost their existing channel for contracts, the only way for them to maintain their professional traits is through the contracts obtained from you... If you wish to see them, I can summon the Witches’ leader at once."

The platinum-blonde girl’s words carried a hint of arrogance, as if the Ring of Clear Skies was some minor faction that could be ordered around... Alas, it was true.

Two years ago, the Ring of Clear Skies’ power might have been comparable to that of the Qinghui Territory, or even greater than it was when Qinghui was rebuilding from scratch. But compared to the rapidly expanded Qinghui Territory of today, they were indeed insignificant.

However, Westheid wasn’t one to act so arrogant over a small success. After all, the Ring of Clear Skies had extended a helping hand during the Qinghui Territory’s most critical moment. One must not forget those who have helped them.

Besides, Witches like Hecate and Ailu’er were still serving in his court. These Witches were incredibly attached to him and shared intimate relationships with him. Even ignoring emotional factors and considering only pure self-interest, they were rare Casting talents. They were all his people now.

"I’ll go see them myself once the current matters are settled," Westheid said after much thought.

’There aren’t many Witches left in the Ring of Clear Skies anyway. It might take some effort, but I might as well bring them all under my wing.’

"Yes, Lord Brother... And this is?"

Yolanda nodded slightly, her gaze then turning to Mephit.

In truth, she had wanted to ask who the blue-haired girl was from the moment they met. Westheid had brought back countless new faces this time, but in Yolanda’s eyes, only people like Reiya and Mivana could stand so close to him.

"Ah, Miss Yolanda, a pleasure to meet you."

While Westheid was still considering how to introduce her, Mephit had already stepped forward gracefully, extending a hand with a smile.

"I am Mephit Zitherheart, a Grand Knight of Yonglan. But you probably don’t care about the affairs of other countries. You only need to know one thing."

Mephit’s charming and alluring indigo eyes revealed a soft yet resolute gaze.

"I am Lord Westheid’s dog."

Hearing this, Yolanda didn’t show much shock, merely giving a faint acknowledgment.

"Oh."

"You don’t seem very surprised?"

Mephit was the one who was a little surprised. Although she could say such a thing so casually, she knew how bizarre it sounded to outsiders. The Yonglan People, with their dog-eat-dog mentality ingrained in their bones, could understand. But how could an Imperial Citizen, who cared so much for etiquette and law, be so calm about it?

"I am a little surprised, actually. It’s rare for a Legendary Powerhouse to be so subservient. But then I remembered it was for my brother, and it’s not strange at all. Lord Brother has far too many dogs."

Yolanda explained, one hand holding her fair, beautiful chin.

Mephit looked at the girl before her with great interest and smiled.

"Then are you one of them as well?"

Yolanda pressed a hand to the front of her blouse, which was stretched taut without a single wrinkle, and said:

"I prefer to be called the loyal hound of Qinghui. It is a praise and an acknowledgment for me. Because when it comes to loyalty, I am without a doubt number one."

Mephit gave a gentle smile. "Oh, is that so? You won’t even test my loyalty."

"Because there’s no need! Your reasons for following Lord Brother are one of a few: you’re either infatuated with his Charm, admire his power, or are humbled by his strength. But I am different."

Yolanda lifted her small, radiantly beautiful face and said proudly:

"My loyalty to my brother needs no reason. Because he is my Lord Brother. Whether he lives or dies, is strong or weak, will not change a single thing. At his most difficult time, don’t you forget who was by his side!"

"Fair-weather friends flock at one’s peak, but true followers are revealed in the twilight!"

Facing a Legendary Powerhouse, Yolanda gave a warning without a hint of weakness:

"Woman of Yonglan, you seem eager to seize the initiative and become Lord Brother’s most important confidante. What a pointless struggle. First, you should recognize your own place!"

Yolanda’s words silenced Mephit. Whether in terms of loyalty or contribution, she was indeed inferior to the other girl.

The elegant smile that always seemed to grace the blue-haired girl’s face finally vanished. She bowed her head and apologized.

"I was rude. Having yet to make any contribution, I truly should not have challenged your authority as a veteran."

Seeing this, Mivana sighed with a hint of delight.

"That’s Yolanda for you."

The Wolf-eared Maiden was simple and clumsy with her words, so she always lost her clashes with Mephit. Such is the way of those who aren’t silver-tongued.

Westheid also felt that Mephit had been a bit too presumptuous. This Zitherheart Grand Knight might have been humbled by his power, bowing and scraping and fawning over him, but in her bones, she was still a proud person of Yonglan.

’Even when being a dog, she has to fight to be number one. If anyone dares to compete, she won’t hesitate to tear them down to get ahead.’

Arrogant, aggressive, and overbearing.

’What a piece of work.’

It was a good thing Yolanda was there to knock her down a peg. Westheid also spoke up at the right moment.

"Stop bickering. You are all my Loyal Ministers, my meritorious followers, my devoted retainers. Not a single one of you is a traitor!"