Chapter 349: Too Unusual, Take One other Look

Could nineteenth, 9:30 PM, 150 minutes till the twentieth.

The 72nd ground of the Senhaeser Constructing, often a haven for introverted avid gamers within the digital leisure zone, was now crowded with a big group of social monsters.

“Edifel, Philippe, Bosch, Bierse, Suotian…”

Leite lifted his Pink Hat, revealing his tousled purple hair and his Miracle eye engraved with a spell formation. His laughter carried a touch of insanity: “To assume that I can meet with the six patriarchs of Vamora’s Six Heraldry on the identical time, even a legendary sorcerer wouldn’t have such an honor, proper?”

“Certainly,” the ditch coat man stated. “The final time the six patriarchs met was the final time.”

“That should have been tons of of years in the past, proper?” the ponytail lady stated. “How come nothing occurred throughout the phrases of the earlier patriarchs, however now it’s my flip and such a giant occasion happens?”

“Isn’t this an excellent factor?” stated the lazy man with a fisherman’s hat, smiling. “Bierse, you haven’t been a patriarch for lengthy, have you ever? Somebody like me, who’s been a patriarch for many years, eagerly anticipates these little episodes that may convey a change to the monotonous life.”

“It’d simply be pure noise,” the person with glasses stated, taking out a comb to straighten his bangs. “Watch out to not hurt Senhaeser’s household and resolve it shortly.”

Banjeet appeared on the women and men earlier than him, quickly suppressing his grievances towards Igor, changed by the awe of witnessing a legend.

The Six Heraldry Patriarchs!

Leaders of Vamora, representatives of eight million folks, inheritors of millennia-old households! Even in all the Kingdom of Gospel, they’re formidable figures, overlords of their domains!Cheêck out newest novels at novelhall.comong outsiders who’ve seen Vamora’s present state, the Six Heraldry Patriarchs are sometimes thought to be second solely to Empress Yisuo in energy. Though their affect diminishes exterior Vamora, Vamora is the most important producer of Magnificence Houttuynia within the Kingdom of Gospel. Within the Group Rating of varied cities, Vamora constantly ranks close to the highest, and its annual metropolis GDP has by no means fallen out of the highest 5!

If the six households of Vamora had been separated, every household’s GDP would far exceed that of unusual Second-tier Cities, and so they may even compete with First-tier Cities! As a result of the sources of the heraldry households are allotted uniformly, the patriarch can freely mobilize all the clan’s manufacturing sources, successfully that means ‘one is all, and all is one’!

Due to this fact, the patriarchs in entrance of Banjeet weren’t simply patriarchs; they had been virtually the embodiment of their households, the human illustration of their cities, carrying the load of hundreds of thousands of clansmen of their each transfer. This isn’t only a metaphor—they really have the power to transform clan sources into energy—

Whoosh—

With the sound of pages flipping, 5 Gospel Books appeared earlier than the patriarchs. For somebody from a small family like Annan, the Gospel Ebook is a high-end, conservative info platform, however in entrance of the heraldry patriarchs, whose Gospel factors are measured in hundreds of thousands, the Gospel Ebook’s openness is past unusual folks’s creativeness.

Sanctuary!

Two Sanctuaries immediately unfolded to guard the Pink Hat members. Though no precise assault was seen, anybody seeing the dense ripples of rain on the Sanctuary barrier would know that sorcerers aren’t any match for the Gospel. Cash talks certainly.

Cleos’s face turned extraordinarily grim, tears welling up on the corners of her eyes as she bit her lip in frustration: “Leite, it appears to be like like we’re going to fail this time…”

“We can’t fail.”

Leite additionally summoned his Gospel Ebook: “I reiterate, our mission is solely to seize the Empire fugitive Ashe Heath. Now we have no intention of offending Vamora. As soon as we seize Ashe Heath, we’ll depart instantly. The white mist is just not our doing. We’ll apologize to the Vamora Pink Hats for any procedural violations afterward… No, I’m deeply sorry. Esteemed patriarchs, I encourage your forgiveness for our rashness.”

“Patriarch Qenna, I’m Annan’s fiancé. I’ll be part of Senhaeser sooner or later!” Ashe buried his face in her chest, avoiding eye contact with the feminine patriarch. “Please save me!”

He wasn’t but expert at mendacity with a straight face. His expressions and demeanor would solely give him away, so he needed to depend on his physique language to strengthen his plea.

Igor, mendacity on the bottom, coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes stuffed with shock. He didn’t dare to breathe too loudly, fearing he would disrupt Ashe’s efficiency.

This was positively a dangerous transfer. They nonetheless hadn’t totally deciphered the complicated relationship between this mom and daughter. In the event that they bought it mistaken, Ashe’s actions would solely provoke Qenna’s ire!

The air was utterly silent. Everybody was ready for the response of the Senhaeser patriarch.

“You say you might be Annan’s fiancé?”

Was she uncertain? Did she assume he was mendacity? Did they get the code mistaken?

Nevertheless, at this level, Ashe may solely press on: “Sure… Do you disapprove?”

“No, I extremely approve. In truth, that is fantastic information.”

Ashe’s chin was lifted, forcing him to fulfill the gaze of the Senhaeser patriarch. Qenna’s golden eyes had been stuffed with amusement and expectation, reminding Ashe of a half-satiated fox eyeing its subsequent prey.

“Nevertheless, to any extent further, you must name me Sister Qenna.”

Ashe blinked. “…Sister Qenna?”

“Good boy.” Qenna observed a drop of blood on Ashe’s left cheek and pointed to her personal face. “You have got blood.”

Ashe instinctively reached for his proper cheek. Qenna shook her head and leaned in nearer.

Simply when Ashe thought Qenna was going to wipe the blood off for him, he felt a slick tongue lick his face.

A shiver ran down his backbone, and his physique almost went limp in Qenna’s arms as she gently held him.

Igor, watching their interplay clearly from the facet, discovered this scene extra disturbing than the ache of his damaged ribs. It was shaking the Con Artist’s Coronary heart Wall to its core.

Ashe, what sort of password did you crack?

Qenna’s perspective in direction of you doesn’t resemble how one would deal with a daughter’s accomplice in any respect!

Although I’m from the Blood Moon, I’ve seen loads of household dramas right here, and I’ve by no means seen something like this!

That is too weird. I must take one other look.