Chapter 163: Nezha, Protector of the young (1/2)

-Hue, Nam Viet-

”You should be the one who organized the evacuation?” The middle-aged man asked Alex.

”Yes, I, fortunately, noticed the receding shoreline early enough,” Alex nodded.

A heartwarming expression emerged on the middle-aged man's humble face.

”I am extremely grateful for this, do you want anything in return?”

Alex frantically shook his head and waved.

However, he then rubbed his head in embarrassment and chuckled, ”Though, I would definitely appreciate a place to rest in.”

The man was surprised by this underwhelming demand, and replied, ”Count that done.”

”Yazhu, could you take this honorable man to the mountain estate?” The middle-aged man asked the immortal that stood beside him.

The young-looking immortal nodded.

Then, the former sighed and remarked, ”There are other such disasters happening north of here too, I need to take care of those....”

Alex frowned at this statement.

'There are other such events happening in other places..? I hope they were able to evacuate successfully.'

The young immortal approached him and took him out of his praying trance.

”I'm Zhang Yazhu, the permanent envoy of the heavenly court of Yudi to this land,” The young man introduced himself.

His introduction somewhat shook Alex, as he was currently in an unfavorable relationship with the heavenly court.

Fortunately, Zhang Yazhu didn't seem to recognize his face.

”I'm...Ambrus, it's nice to meet you,” Alex played it safe and used a drastically different name from his own.

”Follow me to the estate, it's quite comfortable there.”

Zhang Yazhu flew on his flying sword towards the eastern direction.

Alex sluggishly followed him, and below him, cheers erupted from the evacuees.

He weakly smiled.

This was an overwhelming success.

On this evacuation path, there was not a single casualty to this deadly disaster.

Inside of him, he also felt a slow, but unnatural increase in his faith energy reserves.

This came at a great time, as he couldn't have maintained his flight otherwise.

Suppressing his joy, he followed the direction the young man flew in.

Soon enough, he caught up to the latter, and in a burst of curiosity, he asked him, ”Who was that man from earlier? That was an overwhelming show of prowess.”

”Son Tinh, lord of the mountains of Nam Viet, he's righteous and always protects the land in case of these emergencies,” Zhang Yazhu praised him generously.

”However,” His eyes glanced to the side with worry.

”I've heard that towards the north, these events have hit more strongly, I'm worried about my homeland.”

An uncertain melancholy took over the man, and he instinctively bit his lips.

”It isn't much, but I hope it's not the case,” Alex slightly raised his lips.

As they spoke, they had crossed into higher terrain, and sharp cliffs and mountain peaks were now in view.

On top of a particularly sharp and rough summit, a colorful and tall pagoda was constructed.

Zhang Yazhu pointed to the pagoda, and stated, ”That's Son Tinh's house!”

Alex nodded and changed the trajectory of his flight.

They soon reached the entrance and made their way inside.

The interior was more monotonous than Alex thought it would be, although the simplicity wasn't unpleasant.

The young man said, ”There's a small guest floor, follow me there.”

Alex thanked him and complied.

The floor also had simple furniture and decoration, but this was more than satisfactory for him.

”Sleep well, you saved an entire city,” Zhang Yazhu smiled and then left the room.

Sleeping well was exactly what the fatigued Alex did, as drowsiness overcame him as soon as his head hit the supple pillow.

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-The next day-