Dear Broom Knight

The mage only wanted to save himself.

But Arslan didn't think the mages of that time were wrong to do so.

Even if they had once bowed down to a certain god and received enough benefits from that god.

But at that time, what the mages were fighting for was the right to survival!

Who would let go of those gods that could be killed because of those petty gains of the past?

Therefore, no matter whether those gods had once protected humans, it was meaningless; weakness was the greatest original sin.

The sacrifices and offerings that were once voluntarily offered became the people's lifeblood.

Of course, that was indeed the case.

It was already difficult for humans to feed themselves! Who would willingly save the meat at their lips to give to others, and still have to kneel and send it over?

After Arslan understood what Travis said about the White Dragon and the gods' positions back then, he understood why that war of the gods would be so cruel.

Even not one weak, harmless god was spared.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't have reached such a complete break.

After all, many gods of faith were created by humans themselves… Especially in those years when the White Dragon raged, many small gods really got the opportunity to develop and grow, and even go directly from tribal gods to the starry sky, becoming a proper god with a kingdom of God.

If the Lord of the High Tower had appeared at that time, he would definitely have become a god in one fell swoop.

But, if this was just a tacit understanding between the gods and the White Dragon… then in those years, the humans and magical creatures who suffered heavy losses, how pitiful they should have been!

All the struggles, all the pain, watching relatives and friends bravely and heroically sacrifice themselves, would eventually become meaningless illusions.

Even Arslan, who had always been shrewd and indifferent, couldn't help but shiver when he thought that all of that originated from the gods' calculations.

Too terrible.

Although Travis often said that true gods don't have humans in their eyes, and that ruthlessness is their true nature, and he himself never believed that gods would love the world, Arslan still felt a sense of chillingness, as if cold water had been poured directly on his head, after understanding these things.

He even immediately felt a sense of agreement with the war of the gods.

Even if the people at that time couldn't understand it for a while because the situation was too dangerous, how could no one see it afterwards?

Originally mixed with deep hatred, and with enough benefits, it's not incomprehensible that the war of the gods would be fought to that extent.

Arslan could even slightly understand why the Night Goddess and the others didn't hate the royal family and nobles, but hated the mages even more… The only ones who could mediate between the White Dragon and humans, as well as other magical creatures, were the mages who found their way forward cut off and could only snatch territory in the starry sky.

They just didn't have an excuse to do anything to the mages, but that didn't mean they didn't want to.

Would the gods really let go of these humans who betrayed them?

Therefore, Arslan really didn't understand why those archmages would eventually choose to be neighbors with the gods.

Of course, he knew that there must be some unspeakable reasons… For example, why only a hundred or so of the thousands of transcendent mages who participated in the war of the gods were left today.

Even if some level 20 archmages chose to leave the world and venture into that extremely dangerous Astral Plane, from which no one had ever returned alive, that… was still too few.

Arslan didn't want to mix with that group of mages, enjoying the possible schemes from the gods, nor did he want to struggle alone, enjoying the calculations from his fellow mages behind his back.

Therefore, Luthkania was his only hope.

He didn't believe that Luthkania and Travis would stay on the earth forever, living this boring secular life.

It's just that there are still many fun things to see and find in the current world, so the two of them are so interested in messing around.

The current Travis obviously doesn't have the patience he had 10 years ago for those chattering nobles below.

When you become strong to a certain extent, how can you still be willing to play those insignificant games of interest with these idiots?

His student, Lorry, is the real smart one.

From the beginning, he never intended to be disturbed by these worldly trifles.

It's just a pity that Lorry doesn't know much about the things above the starry sky, otherwise he would definitely be more cautious when doing things.

Arslan thought that after Lorry reached level 12, he would have to tell the child some relevant things.

This way, Lorry wouldn't be affected by external affairs when laying the foundation.

This was also the reason why Arslan didn't intend to intervene at all when Travis and Luthkania played a trick on Lorry and went to Baron Gezal's territory to have children without even notifying him.

Compared to him, who still had to be careful when working with Travis, Lorry was much luckier.

If he could get close enough to Luthkania's child, what would he have to worry about when Lorry went to near-Earth orbit?

Although there were some things that Arslan only wanted to keep in his heart, he was still willing to help his student.

Although, Arslan wasn't really willing at first when Travis asked him to teach this child… Even though he had always behaved obediently to Travis for his own future, he still had the pride of being a level 16 archmage.

Who would be willing to accept a student who wasn't personally selected?

Fortunately, Lorry was much better than he thought… Not in terms of talent, Arslan didn't really care about that.

If it wasn't a child he was willing to accept himself, it would be more appropriate if he didn't have good talent.

If he couldn't teach him clearly in a few days, he could let him fend for himself.

Could he, an archmage, teach him hand-in-hand?

Those students who had good talent but whose personality and character didn't match Arslan's preferences were the most troublesome.

It is definitely not the type that Arslan, who is full of selfishness and bad thoughts, can teach.

Fortunately, Lorry is a real little gem: he has a good character, a quick mind, looks good, and can get along well with the White Dragon.

Even if Arslan looked for it himself, he couldn't find such a suitable student.

Therefore, during this period, Arslan has been showing Travis that he is particularly law-abiding, honest and reliable… Coincidence is okay, but if it was specially chosen for him, then Travis is too scary.

He will never play any tricks in front of this kind of person again!

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At the same time, Luthkania, sitting on her gem bed, also made the most affectionate call: "Lorry~ my dear friend, can you help me with a favor?"

"Yours, or Travis's?" Lorry replied keenly.

"Ah~ my friend, you really like to separate me and Travis even more than Bolanios does." Luthkania said with great emotion, completely ignoring the incredible look in Bolanios's eyes, who was carefully holding the crystal plate at the head of the bed, coaxing her poor children who had just experienced their parents' war.

After all, if the same words were said from his mouth, it would only lead to another, even grander war.

Lorry curled his lips: "Because when you plot against me, it's all for those things to eat, drink, play with, and use.

Travis… wants me to sell my life.

I don't dare to casually agree to his words."

Luthkania tilted her head and thought for a while, and suddenly said with a lot of feeling: "You think the things I want are unimportant because you have them in your hand, and you have a lot of them.

If what I wanted was the only remaining copy that you yourself needed, I guess you wouldn't think so."

"It seems that the thing His Majesty Travis wants me to do is troublesome enough, Luthkania." Lorry was not polite at all.

"Ah… why are you guys with brains so difficult to deal with!" Luthkania stomped her left hind foot, breaking her defense.

"You crushed a piece of ice crystal stone." Lorry reminded her faintly.

Luthkania quickly raised her left hind paw and stuffed her big head under her feet… The result of using too much force was that she fell directly on the bed.

"A very small piece!" Bolanios quickly put down the crystal plate and approached Luthkania, "I'll replenish it for you!"

It wasn't until he put a fist-sized piece of ice crystal stone into the bed that Luthkania recovered… If Lorry hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that what Luthkania had crushed was a black-blue gem the size of a fingernail that was worth 5,000 gold coins?

A fist-sized ice crystal stone is only worth 500 gold coins!

Lorry shook his head helplessly.

"So, Lorry, my friend, can you help me?" Luthkania, who had recovered, opened her mouth again.

The reason why Lorry can become friends with Luthkania is that although she is greedy, she is restrained, and she will not try to make up for her mistakes from others.

Even if Bolanios hadn't rushed over to take the initiative to pay just now, Luthkania would only resent herself.

Moreover, as long as the losses are compensated, Luthkania will immediately regain her spirits… Unlike some legendary dragons, all they are thinking about is the one they lost.

Looking at such a friend, Lorry couldn't help but laugh: "You tell me what it is first, and I'll consider it."

Luthkania replied simply: "Travis asked me to ask you.

Will Pat really choose to disobey the Lord of the High Tower's order in order not to kneel to Kyle Montes?

If the person giving the order is Madam Yagresif, will he still not go?"

Lorry blinked his eyes in confusion… Isn't it the Lord of Frost?