Chapter 981 – Who Else Is There? (1/2)
Chapter 981 – Who Else Is There?
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Luoluo's appearance was so cute that even she felt rather embarrassed, causing her to laugh.
Her laugh was crisp and bright, luoluoluoluo.
In her words just now, she had also used the word '咯'. Though the pronunciations were different, the word was written the same1.
She had developed this habit as a child.
But once she returned to White Emperor City from the capital, especially most recently, she no longer spoke like this, no longer happily laughed.
She became calm and composed, as if she had truly matured.
Only today, when Chen Changsheng arrived on a crane, did she suddenly transform into the little girl of yesteryear.
This sight and this laughter was soothing to several demi-human personages, but it caused the moods of even more of them to take a downturn.
They knew why Luoluo was so happy. She trusted that Chen Changsheng would involve himself in this matter. This was something that they were absolutely sure of as well.
As the Pope of the Human race, Chen Changsheng would not allow his student to be married off to the Demon Lord, much less stand on the sidelines as the Demi-human race became allies with the Demon race.
What would Madam Mu do next?
A gale abruptly howled out from the mountains behind the Imperial City, smelling of salt and damp.
This was a sea breeze, though it was hard to say if it had come from the distant Great Western Continent.
The pear blossoms scattered about the floor were gradually swept up, beginning to drift about in the room. But they did not fly too far, choosing to linger around in the air.
Both the sea breeze and the pear blossoms' dance had arisen from Madam Mu's deep glance at Chen Changsheng.
It was the deep of darkness, of the abyss, imbued with a chilling aura.
But before Madam Mu could speak or do anything more, another change took place.
The Bear tribe leader and his heavy metal staff stepped forth.
The Shi clan leader stuck his hand in the air to feel the warmth of the sea breeze. Shaking his head, he also stepped forth.
The Prime Minister and ten-some ministers and generals also stepped forth.
They walked out from the crowd around the observation platform, standing out.
Even though they were confronting the majesty and power contained within the sea breeze.
They had chosen their side.
The Prime Minister, the tribal leaders, the ministers, and the generals represented a large proportion of power within the Demi-human race.
They had originally had very close relationships with the humans and been staunchly opposed to the demon alliance.
They had already made their stances known in the hall. The reason they had not persisted, but had remained passive as Luoluo was forced into marriage, was that they knew that with their strength and in unprepared circumstances, it was difficult to face the collective will of Madam Mu and the Council of Elders, much less the White Emperor's will.
But now, Chen Changsheng had arrived.
He was the Pope, qualified to represent the entirety of the Human race.
With the arrival of such a powerful external ally, if they did not take this chance to make their stances known, what right did they have to stand here?
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The sea breeze contained a terrifying will and a clear meaning.
Chen Changsheng clearly perceived it, but he had no intention of retreating.
At this moment, he still did not have a grasp of what exactly had happened, only a rough picture of the general situation.
But he was confident that even if this was the will of the White Emperor and Madam Mu, many factions in the Demi-human race would still be willing to support him, support the Human race.
More importantly, he firmly believed that Madam Mu would not attack him, at least not in front of so many people.
Every matter had a limit.
If the demi-humans wanted to ally with the demons, they could use Xuanyuan Po's death to establish trust between the two sides, but they could not use Chen Changsheng.
His status and identity were different.
If he died in White Emperor City, died at the hands of the demi-humans, a massive wave would assuredly drown out the continent.
No matter how secretly happy his teacher Shang Xingzhou would be, the Great Zhou Imperial Court would still form a grand army to launch a furious assault on the land of the demi-humans, or else the rage of millions of believers would burn the palaces and estates of the capital to the ground.
As for how intense, perhaps crazed, the Li Palace's reaction would be, one did not even need to think about it to know the answer.