Chapter 1068: Chapter 116: No, There’s an Affair!_2
“I will definitely teach Vivian well.”
“I trust your ability, and she indeed needs so discipline.”
Morgan nodded slightly and said casually:
“Just as well, the Spirit Veins in the Mist Forest are abundant, and the Magic Factors are thick. Training there will definitely yield twice the results with half the effort. You should return with Vivian and beco her teacher in magic and etiquette.”
Upon hearing this, Luo En was sowhat caught off guard.
How did fetching soone turn into a buy-one-get-one-free deal?
Subsequently, Luo En coughed dryly and declined:
“The Mist Forest is the territory of Elves. I’m afraid I wouldn’t get along with them, so let’s forget it.”
“Then go to Wales.”
Having a backup plan prepared, Morgan spoke solemnly:
“Just as well, Sun King Gwyn has fallen, and the balance of life and death in Wales has been disrupted. Currently, a new god is needed to maintain order. If you are willing, I can recomnd you as the King of the Wild Hunt in Wales, responsible for managing the departed souls there. Vivian will accompany you to assist on the way.”
Morgan wasn’t boasting. As the most orthodox Death Goddess of the Danu Divine Race on the surface, strictly speaking, the Shadow Country Queen Skaha in Scotland and the Sun King Gwyn in Wales are her subordinates.
Moreover, with the Power of Fate that influences the dynastic changes of the world, she undoubtedly has the ultimate say in who becos the King of the Wild Hunt in Wales.
Additionally, through several interactions, she confird he is a reliable man.
—Not only with strength matching that of a Chief God but also, importantly, humble and respectful, recognizing his place.
Perhaps for this reason, Gwyn left all his last wishes and legacy to this man before dying.
This way, she was spared the effort of selecting and nurturing an heir.
As she thought of this, the knots in Morgan’s heart gradually unraveled.
And to ensure this new staff mber takes up the role with peace of mind, she firmly promised:
“Rest assured, if you encounter any trouble in Wales, I won’t stand idly by. Even if Nuada cos, for my sake, he won’t trouble you.”
—The First Throne Nuada?
—Does the Lake Fairy really have the confidence to make the Supre Divine King, currently ruling the Danu Divine Race, give in?
—It seems their identities behind the scenes are not simple.
Luo En’s gaze flickered, feeling sowhat surprised, and his assessnt of the Morgan Sisters rose a notch.
But the more this was the case, the less inclined Luo En was to accept Morgan’s olive branch.
After all, he didn’t co to the Celtic God Era to beco the King of Wales. He ca to find Albion’s Tomb, activate the grand altar inside, and establish a beacon for the arrival of the Nordic army.
Therefore, he would never agree to this appointnt, much less get entangled with Morgan further.
However, rejection must be done gracefully.
After a mont of consideration, Luo En answered sincerely:
“Thank you for your kindness, but I’m used to wandering and can’t stay in one place for long. I’d prefer to travel while teaching Vivian along the way. How about this: once Vivian has mastered her skills, let her take up this responsibility to ease the burden on you, her elder sister.”
Hearing the responsibility circle back to her, Vivian inwardly cursed her sly teacher’s intentions while having to nod in agreent against her will.
No other reason—this was just a way to procrastinate.
As long as they delayed long enough for Morgan to lose patience, this matter would naturally fall through.
Regardless of how they wandered outside, no one would care.
“Since this isn’t where your interest lies, I won’t force you.”
Morgan, seeing the two couldn’t be persuaded, sighed and then asked,
“Where do you plan to go next? How should I contact you?”
“Calot!”
“Londinium!”
The ntor and apprentice instinctively answered, both avoiding the correct Northern Realm location, but the two cities were ten thousand miles apart, one in central Britain, the other in southern Britain.
Morgan blinked, then slowly looked at the two.
“A slip of the tongue, haha, a slip of the tongue…”
Luo En replied with a dry laugh, then signaled to Vivian with a glance, prompting them both to answer in unison again:
“Londinium!”
“Calot!”
As soon as the words fell, the ntor and apprentice turned to each other, looking at each other with grievance.
Having too many minds can make simple matters complicated.
Reluctantly, Luo En forced a strained smile to give a very weak explanation:
“We agreed to visit both places, stopping by Londinium first, then transferring to Calot.”
“How convenient; I was planning the sa.”
Morgan replied with a faint smile, then mused without giving the two a chance to rebut,
“Since we are all headed the sa way, why don’t we travel together?”
Having said that, Morgan, without waiting for a response, beckoned two Elf Knights from outside and left the living room.
Though she didn’t know why these two wanted to keep a low profile, a woman’s intuition and the insights of Destiny’s Divine Power suggested there was intrigue involved, making it best to follow along and see.
Watching Morgan and her party leave, Luo En, slightly annoyed, glared at his cheap apprentice:
“Can’t you read the room? What good are you?”
“How am I supposed to know what that look ant? I thought you wanted to use your answer.”
“Couldn’t figure that out, yet you guessed the Duke couple’s intentions precisely?”
“Do you think regular people have minds as intricate as yours? With holes even denser than a beehive?”
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