Even goblins are dangerous in this other world!

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“Relax. Although Pap is my cousin, we’ve never gotten along for years. I can’t stand his behavior, and he’s always felt that I’m in his way.”

"As long as no one dies, it's fine."

After saying that, he looked at Luo Xiu, expecting Luo Xiu to wave his hand and say of course he wasn't dead, but Luo Xiu blinked:

"You spoke very timely; if it had been a few days later, it would have been hard to say."

Da Pu was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter:

"I like your personality."

He extended his rough, large palm and placed it in front of Luo Xiu, wanting to shake hands with him.

Luo Xiu smiled slightly and extended his hand as well.

Their hands touched briefly before separating, then they smiled at each other and looked at each other without saying another word.

Behind them, ferries from other forces arrived one after another, including teams from different cities as well as several major forces from the capital.

Representatives from their faction flocked to the ferry to check if any of their key players had been harmed.

The most eye-catching of them all was a ferry that followed closely behind the White Ferry. It was gleaming with gold and jewels, with colorful glass inlaid on its hull and engraved with the Dorrant royal insignia, a six-pointed star.

A man and a woman disembarked from the ferry, followed by an old man who looked like a manager.

The man had blond curly hair, wore a red velvet cloak symbolizing royalty, striped leggings, and low-heeled shoes favored by nobles. He looked to be in his early thirties and had a dashing appearance.

The woman wore an exaggeratedly fluffy cake skirt, white gloves, and an equally exaggerated huge sun hat with a white feather stuck in it.

As soon as the two boarded the boat, they headed straight for the crowd, as if they were looking for someone.

Soon, upon seeing the unharmed Sixth Prince, Luo Xiu noticed the disappointment in their eyes, even though their expressions remained calm.

"Brother, are you okay?"

The man looked at the sixth prince with concern in his eyes and a caring tone in his voice.

"I'm fine, brother."

The sixth prince looked at the man, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes, but he still answered.

The group then began to talk, and Luo Xiu withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention.

Immediately afterwards, many more people boarded the ship.

Luo Xiu saw a group of people heading towards the direction of the seeded players of Bandanda. In the crowd, a head with a white beard rose and fell. If you didn't look closely, you would think it was an old man walking with a limp. But Luo Xiu could see very clearly that there was no neck connecting the head below, and there wasn't even a body.

Bandanda, head.

The combination of these two words easily evokes thoughts about the identity of this head.

Fifth rank, Great Prophet.

He became a great oracle who could predict the weather.

According to Old White, Larry had sought help from this great prophet when he first came to him, but he didn't know why he didn't see anyone like the Tracker in Kanriel.

He stared at the old man's head, his eyes flickering, but ultimately did not approach.

On the other side, the great prophet Harlem seemed to sense some kind of gaze upon him. He turned around but did not find anything unusual.

This feeling only occurred once, and after repeated searches yielded no results, he felt that perhaps his perception was wrong.

However, he didn't care too much, because he had already found a wonderful source of amusement.

As he approached the ferry, he sensed a familiar presence—it was an item he had made himself and given to that idiot Larry, which was now reappearing here.

Really interesting.

He curved the corners of his mouth into a smile, and magic flowed from the strands of hair on his head, spreading outwards.

Soon, he locked onto a target.

It was a pale-faced man wearing a green robe. He had a very young face, but his eyes were deep and aged. Graham immediately realized that this man was definitely not as young as he looked, because he was all too familiar with that aged gaze.

He sees it every morning when he looks in the mirror.

About forty years ago, the look in his eyes in the mirror was exactly the same as the look in the eyes of this man in the green robe.

He laughed, but his laughter was a very unpleasant "giggle giggle".

However, before he could even approach the man to talk, a message quickly spread among those who had boarded the ship, and instantly, everyone began to discuss it enthusiastically.

"What?! Not a single person was injured in this battle?!"

"Really? That's impossible! Didn't Lord Gremt predict that there would be at least two Tier 5 monsters this time?"

"They said two Tier 5s have come from Kanriel's side..."

"Didn't Kanriel just experience a magical tide? Two fifth-tier beings... which two are they? It can't be Earl Shek, can it?"

"Shh—I heard that Earl Shek is not doing well and may have been seriously wounded in the battle."

"Who told you that? Even the Bards don't have any accurate information about Kanriel this time."

“An uncle of mine, who married into a prominent family in Kanriel, told me this.”

"...If Count Shek is seriously injured, and neither Lucas nor Hermes are... then who else could it be?"

The focus of the discussion gradually shifted until finally, someone shouted out:

"This is truly something to be happy about!!! We should thank Lord Gremt; his prediction seems to have come true!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent.

Prophecy...what prophecy?

A strange feeling arose in the hearts of everyone who had just participated in the skirmish.

Grimes's expression changed, and he hurriedly tried to tell the person who had spoken to shut up, but it was too late.

The truth will eventually come out, especially since everyone present had connections. After making inquiries, the truth was revealed.

It turns out that this encounter was predicted by Gleamt.

He predicted the approximate location and time of this encounter, and even predicted that there would be at least two fifth-tier monsters on the monster side in this encounter.

But just as everyone was about to rush over to inform Neptune and the others on the ferry to change course, Grimes made a suggestion.

That means holding back for now, hiding in the shadows, and launching an ambush.

This suggestion was ultimately adopted because there were almost no top seeded players from various cities on this ferry, and only a handful of seeded players from the capital city.

But this suggestion is actually extremely risky, because prophecies are not facts and must contain errors.

For example, Grimmt predicted at least two fifth-order units, but in the end there were four fifth-order units in total.

If Luo Xiu hadn't been on the ship, it would have been impossible to win this battle without any casualties.

After figuring out the truth, everyone who had just participated in the skirmish looked grim; no one wanted to become bait without being told what was going on.

Prince Gais, in particular, looked extremely grim. He strode over to Bandanda and addressed the group of people including Grimm:

"Sir, I think... you should give everyone an explanation, shouldn't you? Are you trying to kill us without a word?"

“To kill them by burying them alive? Of course not, Your Highness. I am old and just want to contribute more to the kingdom.”

"At least the outcome was good, wasn't it?"

Grimes smiled and spoke, not backing down because of Guss's words, but instead directly putting Guss in a difficult position:

"Is Your Highness unwilling to make even the slightest sacrifice for the kingdom? His Majesty the King often says that our noble status means we should not be afraid of sacrifice. Is Your Highness unwilling to do as His Majesty the King says?"

Grimes chuckled, his laughter tinged with smugness. He was too old and had seen too much. He looked at Guss as if he were a child. In terms of verbal sparring, Guss was no match for him, and in terms of strength, ten Gussssssssssss would not be a match for him.

"..."

Gus's face was extremely gloomy.

The blond, curly-haired man standing next to him also stepped forward at this moment:

“Yes, Gus, we should remember what Father said.”

"If it weren't for Lord Grimes' prophecy, how could we have arrived so quickly? Why are you yelling at Lord Grimes? You're a grown man, you should be able to distinguish right from wrong. Quickly, apologize to Lord Grimes."

The blond-haired man's words completely put Guss in a difficult position. He spoke in the tone of an elder, leaving Guss no room for rebuttal.

Looking at the smiling Grimes across from him and the stern "brother" beside him, Gus finally realized that the two of them had probably already hooked up.

No wonder Grimes wasn't afraid of himself at all; he had found a powerful backer.

Just then, a crisp sound rang out:

"Your Excellency Novamp, let's prepare to set sail; it's getting late."

Those who had just boarded the ship looked over at the sound. Who was this person who didn't understand the situation? Didn't they see that things were tense right now? Why did they have to come out and ruin the atmosphere?

But those who had just participated in the skirmish immediately knew who had said it.

Because this tactic is too familiar.

Luo Xiu used this trick when he boarded the ship, and now he's bringing it up again.

The crowd pondered, vaguely understanding something, and remained silent, waiting for the situation to unfold. The Sixth Prince glanced at Luo Xiu and also fell silent, no longer replying. Knowing that Luo Xiu had other plans, he simply waited to watch the show.

Sure enough, the blond-haired man, unaware of the situation, looked at Luo Xiu and sneered:

“Sir, don’t you understand the situation? We are discussing business, and I was just about to have my brother apologize to Lord Grimes.”

"I know."

Luo Xiu nodded:

"But I'm in a hurry."

"..."

The curly-haired man's face darkened.

"Do you know who I am?"

Compared to Guise, he exuded a stronger aura of royalty, and after only a few words, he was already trying to intimidate others with his power.

Luo Xiu shook his head:

"not sure."

This is the truth.