Chapter 229: The Fire Thief (2/2)

It was true that Flintman had created his own divine kingdom after becoming a god, but was soon chased by the God of Flames all over the divine realm.

He might not even have the time to renovate his half-baked divine kingdom.

Nonetheless, Flintman took no offense to Xi Wei’s rather impolite tone, and instead directly asked. “I heard that you had reached a military agreement… with Luna? In that gathering?”

“That sounds like the agreement that some Interpol agent who in-fact is a arms trader would make or something…”

Xi Wei couldn’t resist retorting. “The agreement I had with Luna is just a trial partnership.”

“Right, right, that’s it, a strategic-blah-blah agreement!” Flintman responded nonchalantly, clearly not making an effort to remember the full name of the agreement. “In a nutshell, the wood elves could become converts of your church.

“…That’s true, but the wood elves are too conservative and it’s impossible to have them turn to a new religion.” Xi Wei sighed.

That was actually one shortcoming when it came to immortal types. Like how people would prefer the past, they would become more stubborn the older they get—even wood elves that were just over a hundred years old were a stickler for rules and revered tradition, and converting them was therefore as hard as reaching the skies.

That was why Xi Wei himself didn’t assign quests to convert the elves, relying instead on daily quests to encourage Players so that they preach in human cities and recruit reliable new believers.

“By the way, what does that have to do with you?” Xi Wei asked, scratching himself.

“Aslan never told you?”

Flintman ran his fingers over his black hair that were as thick as dreadlocks, parting it to reveal the pointy ears beneath. “I’m a wood elf before I ascended as a god too.”

“Wow-oh.” Xi Wei exclaimed meaninglessly.

It was true that he had assumed Flintman to be human before his ascension. To think that he was actually an elf…

But there wasn’t anything worth fussing about.

Compared to humans, the elves had an advantage in lifespan—humans would unhappily die as their life wears out before they could complete their knowledge. The elves, meanwhile, would have learned the most random of musical instruments and arts out of boredom from having an exceedingly long life, even cultivating unique artistic systems completely different from what humans have.

As such, the elves would have a better chance of gaining epiphany of their miracle, ascending to legend and steal authorities to forge divinities.

“So, I’m hoping that you could help watch over my kind…” Flintman continued.

“Shouldn’t you be asking that of Luna? She’s much more powerful than I am.” Xi Wei couldn’t help being puzzled.

“Yes, but for some reason… I have the nagging feeling that you have greater potential than Luna, which is why I’m asking you.” Flintman answered solemnly. “Of course, I won’t admit I said that after I leave! It’s no use, even if you rat me out to Luna!”

“…”

Xi Wei had something to say at first, but his ball form simply wrinkled and he took back what he was about to say.

Even Flintman, who had been nonchalant all along after entering Xi Wei’s divine kingdom turned serious.

The two gods’ conversation were hence interrupted while a weird silence filled the empty space.

And the reason for that was simple.

A horrific being of immeasurable power was slowly brushing past the outer reach of Xi Wei’s divine kingdom.