Chapter 228 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Sui Xiong” opened his eyes. He felt that he had a headache, like he was being bombed in waves with a thousand mushrooms by Team Lead Timo.

Many messy things were spinning around in his mind. There were tidbits of his life on Earth; there were also many inexplicable things that were not related to him.

Nobles, territory, Gods, magic…

What the hell is this!

He wanted to sit up straight, but he felt worn out all over. He raised his head up but fell back onto the pillow which made his headache worse.

He startled the maidservant who was watching over him. The maidservant named Esther was good looking. She watched him in surprise. She then dashed out and shouted, “The baron is awake! The baron is awake!”

A hubbub of noises was heard and many people rushed over. Among them, many were as surprised as the maidservant. More than one of them who he was awake knelt down with tears over their faces as they prayed to some God.

But… he also noticed that although some people were smiling, their eyes had a faint hint of surprise and gloominess.

The hell! Am I traversing? The situation seems to be quite terrible!

As a youngster that always read online novels, he quickly understood his situation.

Hence, he used his feeble voice to speak so everyone could get quieter and stop the noise, to tell them that he needed to rest.

The people who should have been his subordinates immediately followed his orders and returned in silence. Only the maidservant stayed to take care of him.

Sui Xiong closed his eyes and started organizing his thoughts slowly.

A few days later, Baron Keane, who had been sick for almost two months and whom a pastor said would be dead, magically recovered.

A pastor who diagnosed him before checked thoroughly and expressed in surprise that although Little Crick was still weak, he was alright and that he would only need to rest for a month or two until he was fully recovered.

“It must be bestowed upon by the song of remote past!” the pastor said with confidence. “Little Crick’s situation is definitely impossible for a commoner. Only a gift from a great majesty could heal him.”

It quickly became a topic of conversation among the upper class. Many nobles were shocked and interested.

The God of Art and Culture has such talent? Many were suspicious.

One must know that the God of Art and Culture was excluded by the church of the God of Nobles to the point that He had no place to set foot. Hence, He moved to the Void Mask Theme Park. If it weren’t for the great jellyfish God Majesty, the follower of the Master of Mystery couldn’t have maintained a large-scale temple!

If the God of Art and Culture really had such capabilities, why didn’t He show it when the church of the God of Nobles excluded His church?

Sometime before, the nobles that believed in the God of Art and Culture died one after another…

Or maybe… That was what the Master of Mystery meant? The Majesty that was exceptionally great, even among various Gods, finally decided to lend a helping hand to His useless follower? Or maybe He intended to counterattack the overbearing yet beautiful and elegant traditional Chinese woman (the God of Nobles)?

Various speculations were spread. There was a rapid subterranean flow on the upper of Duchy of Thunder all of a sudden. Faintly, there was also a strong storm in the making.

But all of this had nothing to do with “Crick Keane,” temporarily.

Sui Xiong who had become “Crick Keane” was slowly understanding and mastering the memory that was left in the body from the previous owner.