Dear Broom Knight

"Your Valera is really… mean?" Bolaños in the sky hesitated for a while before finding a word he thought was appropriate.

"What's the problem? Besides the fig wasps here, where else can you find fig tree honey?" Lori replied without batting an eye, "This is the real specialty!"

"Heh~ Honey that even dragons dare not eat."

"Actually, it's quite delicious," Lori said with a smile.

Although he himself didn't eat much of it.

It wasn't about the taste, but even honey with positive effects had a stinging sensation.

As Valera said, it was the most fitting thing for fig wasps.

Full of thorns and very refreshing.

It reminded Lori of his ten years of entanglement with black coffee and strong tea.

At first, coffee was still useful.

But in the end… he was someone who felt nothing for Bawang Chaji!

Every time he saw someone say they could stay up until dawn with one cup, Lori was extremely envious.

The feeling of being awake and drowsy but unable to sleep was truly maddening.

He would rather stay awake and endure.

So, after regaining a brand new and very healthy body, Lori lost interest in anything stimulating.

As for why he still didn't sleep for long periods… it was because his mental strength was too good.

Besides, even if he had nothing better to do, he wouldn't want to drink a cup of honey water and enjoy a life of acupuncture!

Bolaños didn't react much to Lori's words.

In the past two years, Lori hadn't given the best honey from Micro to anyone. What Bolaños ate was still the previous kind.

That kind of stinging sensation didn't affect him at all.

The taste was also a variety of sweetness, which could indeed be considered delicious.

However, Bolaños's taste leaned more towards magic crystal dragons. His diet mainly consisted of iron ore and gems.

For him, honey and ice crystal fish meat were just icing on the cake. It would be better to have them, but it didn't matter if he didn't.

Therefore, his reaction wasn't strong.

If it were Ruth Carnia, she would have empathized with her sons.

Unfortunately, Lori couldn't send the best of those to Ruth Carnia either.

His Majesty Travis… could be trusted on some ordinary matters.

But, if he felt that certain things would indeed attract the covetousness of the strong, or even the gods, then he absolutely couldn't tell him.

He certainly wouldn't be greedy, but he would definitely use the situation to his advantage.

To exchange the smallest price for the greatest benefit was this Majesty's consistent style.

The key was that the smallest referred to himself and Ruth Carnia, not his friends and allies.

This was also why Lori didn't stop Valera's actions, even though they were somewhat unexpected.

However, Lori wouldn't think that Ruth Carnia was an unsuitable friend because of this little trouble.

His friendship with Ruth Carnia was built up slowly. They both knew each other's good and bad points.

Since they were still willing to be close friends, it was natural that the bad points could be overcome, and the good points were worth them putting in some effort to overcome those troubles.

"Ah… these kinds of things always end so quickly," Bolaños sighed, "Lori, are all mages like you?"

"What?" Lori looked at him in surprise.

"Everything is prepared, just waiting for the enemy to come… The enemy has planned for so long and prepared so thoroughly, but they haven't even reached half of what you expected," Bolaños said with lingering fear, "Although the result is good, the process is really boring.

Stories of turning the tide are more appealing!"

"I don't want to become a god, why would I want to be appealing?" Lori said unhappily, "Clearly, it can land perfectly, but you have to seek excitement… Bolaños, if a mage does this, then they either want to screw over an ally, or, the path of the mage is coming to an end."

"Eh?" The giant white dragon tilted his head, "There's such a saying?"

"Spell research is the freshest and most interesting fun," Lori said calmly, "People who interrupt a mage's research are damned sinners.

Who knows what madness I'll unleash."

Bolaños looked at him seriously and asked, "Lily, will she also be like you…"

"That's your own daughter, how can you ask that?" Lori glanced at him.

Bolaños closed his mouth and shook his head after a long while, "I was overthinking it, Lily is impossible."

His daughter probably spends more time sleeping than learning spells, so it's impossible for her to see the end of the spell list.

Bolaños looked down and found that the people locked up by the fig trees had indeed become much more obedient after hearing Valera's words.

"Strange?" The white dragon looked at them seriously again, "Aren't they not afraid of death? Since they don't want to be like that little old man, why don't they just kill themselves."

"Those who remain probably have faith," Lori sneered, "And it's quite pure."

Believers are the most interesting things. They aren't afraid of death, but they won't commit suicide either.

After all, the most basic bottom line of any serious church is to require believers to cherish their lives for the sake of the gods' favor.

However, this is very troublesome for the spies sent out.

They must ensure that they don't reveal any secrets, and they can't easily commit suicide… If they can violate the teachings and choose to save themselves, they will be even less likely to commit suicide.

Spies like these who enter Green Maple Valley to cause trouble actually don't have any secrets in their hands.

Even if they betray their superiors, it doesn't matter, because they will definitely have withdrawn when the incident occurs, at most hinting at where they came from.

As long as there is no solid evidence, people and confessions cannot be used to deal with any great noble.

The firewall built with disguise and deception is enough to turn these accusations into nothing.

At most, Lori will find an opportunity to counterattack.

Those great nobles are very wary of Lori, but they are not really afraid of him.

If they were really afraid, they wouldn't have taken action at all.

Lori looked calmly as Valera directed Micro to drag those people underground.

"Why aren't you angry at all?" Bolaños asked curiously, "If it were me, I would have rushed down and crushed these guys into mud by now."

"What's there to be angry about?" Lori laughed, "They will know the consequences of offending a mage, especially a petty mage."

The nobles certainly know the power of mages.

But isn't Travis powerful?

At least at this time, Lori's deterrent power is definitely not as good as the White Dragon King.

Those great nobles even dare to plot against Travis, so naturally, they won't care about offending him.

It's just that, perhaps they have been playing the game of power for too long, and the strongest they have encountered is a good king like Travis who is willing to play games with them, and even the archmages are like Arsaran, who is willing to obey the king's orders… The nobles simply don't understand what an archmage who doesn't care about those things can do.

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"Duke Schroeder?" Lori looked at Valera in surprise, "Does he have some kind of serious illness?"

Instead of hiding at home and waiting for an opportunity, he dares to rush out and cause trouble.

"Shouldn't he hate you?" Lady Yagris, who was holding Lily and listening to the meeting, said meaningfully, "Your appearance is the most important reason why the Gezarr family became a breakthrough, Lori."

Pat and Agnes had already obtained the evidence, but they had never revealed it. Was it because they didn't dare?

Of course, it was because they knew that it would be useless to say it.

As long as the Gezarr family still possessed the mark of the Gale Wolf, the Northern King could only choose to suppress them and not uproot them.

Not to mention using the destruction of Gezarr to pit Duke Schroeder and the High Priest together.

Although the Gale Wolves of Green Maple Territory seem easy to talk to, it is because Lori is strong enough.

They had long known about Earl Gezarr's operations, and they also knew that the previous Earls of Gezarr were not promising… But this was what they had hoped for.

Only an Earl Gezarr with little control could allow the Gale Wolves to justifiably refuse to contract with the young Gezarr, and even use dire wolves and giant wolves, subordinate wolf packs, to send the Gezarr family away for a long time.

How could such Gale Wolves care about the decline of Gezarr?

Even if there wasn't a new covenantor like Lori who could convince their entire race, they probably wouldn't care about Gezarr's use of the wolf packs.

Hate is definitely there, but as long as it doesn't hurt their bones, some things can be tolerated.

At most, they will settle the score later.

Magical creatures are no less discerning in this regard than human forces.

Although Schroeder and the others are unpleasant in their dealings with people, it cannot be said that they are stupid. They have carefully calculated it.

However, there happened to be a Lori who made all his plans fail.

Duke Schroeder does have the right to hate Lori.

"It's not surprising that he found someone to deal with me," Lori's tone of narration was a bit confused, "But why so early?

The fact that my territory received the Storm's Blessing ten years ago is not a secret!"

He didn't intend to hide it either.

What Lori really hid was the favor of the Sun God… Compared to the people of this world, Lori was more wary of demons.

He naturally prepared more comprehensively, and the hidden targeted killing moves were also more numerous.

Besides, although the Lord of Storms came secretly, he left arrogantly!

It couldn't be hidden at all.

Schroeder is at least a Storm family. How can that duke blatantly deal with someone who has just been blessed by his own main god… Does he not want to continue following the Lord of Storms?

"You're overthinking it, Lori.

He probably used the name of dealing with the Tower's believers."

"The madam is right. That spy said his main task was to monitor the Treasure Merchant Guild," Valera quickly interjected.

"How is the Treasure Merchant Guild doing?" Lori remembered, "How did that Dark Night Archbishop defend himself?"