Chapter 1957 Probably Alive

Half of the blood flowing in my veins belongs to the Feide family. As for whether the other half belongs to civilians or an ancient race, I don't care at all.

After all, I am not a man who relies on blood for his livelihood - at least not yet.

His Highness Fred Alexander's persuasion also failed to shake my determination. In desperation, Master Dewey had no choice but to order someone to send the top-notch diving suit to the airship, and repeatedly told me that if I couldn't resist it, I must escape. , don’t be brave, and if you can figure out the underwater position, immediately use the communication crystal to inform that a larger sequence of submarines will come to rescue.

Master Dewey kept chattering away as if saying goodbye to an old mother, but I didn't feel bored at all, because I knew that in his eyes, I was already his child, his only child.

Because I cherish it, I don’t want to give it up.

The airship slowly lifted into the sky, and Master Dewey's originally thin figure quickly disappeared.

Leaning on the sofa, I was filled with self-blame and anxiety.

"Obeid children often fail to become great people," Odachi comforted me.

"Children who are disobedient are destined to lose a lot," I said silently.

"Are you afraid of losing?" Odachi asked in a funny tone.

"Aren't you scared?"

We both fell silent at the same time.

The airship moves forward slowly, and it will arrive in Hanoi, York, in a dozen hours.

In fact, the destination of my trip is not York City, but Airy City. However, due to the large-scale loss of descendants of legendary heroes not long ago, Airy City was temporarily under martial law. I posted my pictorials everywhere, and also launched a high-profile campaign. Adventurers from all over the country are trying to kill me.

I can guarantee that as long as I appear on the streets of Airui City with my current dignity, I will definitely encounter countless sneak attacks and assassinations.

The overwhelming attacks will consume all my energy, and I will be unable to find the entrance to the Sky City.

Moreover, with my own efforts, trying to find architectural ruins from hundreds of millions of years ago is really like looking for a needle in a haystack.

At this time, it’s time to use my potential energy—Bai Yunying’s great-uncle, my future great-uncle, the current Lord of York and Han City, Simmons Locke.

On the surface, the old man and Carter Horton are close allies, and even blood relatives. Even if Carter Horton is wary of him, it is impossible to show it on the surface. After all, distrust is between allies. The biggest crisis.

After getting off the airship, I disguised myself as Master Dewey's envoy and had an unimpeded journey to the Hancheng Palace in York and met with Simmons Locke.

By chance, Simmons Locke was dining with a middle-aged man who looked dignified and exuded a strong aristocratic aura.

Seeing that it was me who was coming, Simmons Locke hesitated for a moment, and then his expression returned to his natural state. He warmly greeted me to the table, and while adding dishes, he introduced the middle-aged man to me: "Your Excellency, Special Envoy, this is Airei City." The eldest son of the Crown Prince, Carter Nelson.”

Then, he introduced me to Carter Nelson and said: "Your Excellency, the eldest son of the Emperor, this is the special envoy from Fort Vicky who came to discuss business. It is inconvenient to disclose his name. If you want to know, you can ask him in person."

Although Simmons Locke's words may sound rude, they actually demonstrate the extraordinary nature of Master Dewey - even the king of a country cannot easily reveal the name of Master Dewey's special envoy.

Carter Nelson, who grew up in the royal circle since he was a child, naturally understands the ambiguity of this, and he also knows that in this gentle continent, there are no more than ten people who even his own father would not dare to offend. Master Dewey then is one of them.

No matter how fierce Carter Nelson was, he would not dare to cause trouble for Master Dewey's special envoy on the territory of York and Hancheng.

He shook my hand with a warm fake smile, and then started eating.

During the meal, Carter Nelson asked me curiously: "Why is Master Dewey's special envoy an orc?"

I smiled politely in return: "Because Fort Wych and Darcy City have already established an alliance."

Carter Nelson said "Oh" and stopped asking questions.

After dinner, Simmons Locke sent someone to take me into the guest room.

After entering the room, I took off the wolf-eared headband and wiped my face, making a mess of the paint on my face. Then I washed my face vigorously for a long time, and finally it was clean.

I took a deep breath, leaned back, and lay weakly on the bed. The sound of the Odachi sword in my hand rang in my mind: "The murderous intention has been restrained well. I thought you would chop him with one knife."

"That kind of clown will eventually die in the hands of his own people." I sneered disdainfully: "But to be honest, it is really difficult to restrain the urge to kill, especially to prevent the murder from being leaked, which makes me physically and mentally exhausted! "

"So, you have to practice your killing intent diligently. Only when you can control it freely can you be considered successful in this journey."

"Which way?"

"This is the path of the strong."

A few hours later, there was a knock on the door, and as I said "please come in," Simmons Locke walked in slowly.

After coming in, he did not ask me the purpose of my trip, but took the lead in asking about her grandniece: "How is Bai Yunying doing now?"

"Very good," I said, "I already have a smile, but I show it relatively rarely."

Simmons Locke nodded with satisfaction, leaned down, took out a bottle of wine and two glasses from the wall cabinet. After filling them respectively, he picked up one of the glasses and took a sip: "You are here, are you going to drink wine again?" Grave robbing, right?”

"How is that possible?" I picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile, "I'm not a professional tomb robber."

"Then what are you doing here?" He sat down opposite me, assumed a comfortable position, put his legs on the coffee table, and said slowly: "Is it because you angered the Fairy Queen and was expelled? ?”

"Are you kidding?" I shook my head and said, "I don't dare to mess with the Fairy Queen, and in your eyes, am I the type who will feel uncomfortable every day if I don't cause trouble?"

Simmons Locke laughed: "Isn't it?"

Even though I knew he was joking, I was still a little helpless.

After informing him of the purpose of the trip, Simmons Locke's expression became serious: "Are you kidding?"

"I'm serious."

"Regardless of whether the portal in the Sky City still exists in the world, this Sky City is a thing created by the Dragon Clan to target the ancient races! If you break in without permission, you will only die!"

"If the Sky City was still as powerful as it was back then, I would naturally be dead. But the King of the Dragon Clan has left the Zephyr Continent for hundreds of millions of years. Without the blessing of the Dragon Clan King's power, and being eroded by the power of the seabed for hundreds of millions of years, the power it contains I’m afraid that my strength has long been gone. I guess that with my current strength, I can probably complete the exploration alive.”