Chapter 33: The Old Rulers of Arden

Chapter 33: The Old Rulers of Arden

The ancient capital Hillul, a seaside city founded by the Ardennes 800 years ago.

This is the place where the Ardennes disembarked after crossing the ocean and finding the New World. To the Ardennes from ancient times, this ancient capital was no different from the dove of peace that extended an olive branch.

Unfortunately, during the Iron Eagle Kings rebellion, this place was also burned and plundered.

Hence compared to the once magnificent ancient capital, its a lot more dilapidated now.

The old man recounted the old disasters to Bai Luo. He had never seen it with his own eyes, but many years ago, in the old residence of the Arden clan, there were still a lot of documents and old records.

Saros had read these old records, learning about how glorious and great the Arden kingdom once was.

Without relying on the power of miracles, with our mortal hands, we built a home in this foreign land!

The old rulers of Arden are amazing.

Bai Luo commented on the late ancestors of the Ardennes, Not everyone has such courage.

Unfortunately, miracles are the most important thing in this world. They choose to swim against the currents, hence they could only be eliminated and swept into the dust of history.

However, at least they showed us the drawbacks of not using the power of miracles.

Its just like insisting on unarmed combat while everyone around you is using firearms and other hot weapons. Its too stupid.

They had good morals, but unfortunately, they were surrounded by bandits.New novel chapters are published on

You have to ensure your survival first, and then think about how to implement your ideas, right?

Bai Luo had never denied the philosophy of his ancestors, but theres a sayingSir, the times have changed!

How dare you get in my way! Get lost!

Not far ahead, a fat man in fancy clothes was lashing a group of refugees, Bai Luo frowned slightly at such a sight.

Theres a large number of refugees gathering here. It seems that some places have suffered from severe floods, rendering a large number of people homeless.

The Iron Eagle Kingdom seemingly has no plans for aid or relief, and these people do not dare to rebel.

Their best ending in the future is to become an influential persons slave, but if they are unlucky, they can only wait for death in some stinky ditch.

How ugly.

Issafeiya was on horseback, following slightly behind Bai Luo, The Iron Eagle obviously has so many miracles, why not bring a better life to this country.

Issafeiya had already seen the power of miracles and their seemingly endless potential.

If Liliths power could be better developed and applied to every corner of life, the entire Iron Eagle Kingdom will be transformed and sublimated, turning into a fantastical wonderland. The same should be the case for the Iron Eagle Kings miracle.

However, although Issafeiya seemed to abhor the sight ahead, she didnt have empathy towards these poor people. Her character is too cold. The only warmth in her heart was reserved for Bai Luo and the Ardennes.

Elder Sister Issafeiya has always been indifferent to the life and death of outsiders.

Thats why I despise the Iron Eagle King.

Issafeiya and the old man rode on ordinary horses, as did Noel and Jerah,

A medium miracle can create a miracle kingdom, but the Iron Eagle King doesnt seek to make progress. His country hadnt changed over the past 200 years in the slightest!

There are countless refugees throughout the kingdom, most of whom are suffering from hunger and cold, while few hold the wealth and power of the country.

They complied with their lords, monopolizing almost all the resources of this country.

Why is it like this?

Bai Luo asked the old man, Dont those miracle masters care?

Its not that they dont care, its that they dont need to care.

Issafeiya calmly said,

The difference between miracle masters and ordinary people is like the difference between mortals and gods. What they have is not authority, but power.

Those wealthy people hurriedly passed through this area and headed towards the inner city or the core section of the city.

Compared to the hellish outer section, those places are heaven.

Forget about heaven.

Next, were going directly to that gang.

Bai Luo didnt plan to spend the night in Hillul. The longer they stayed, the greater the variable,

The best outcome would be to sail before evening.

We will use plan A and B together.

Saros said to Bai Luo,

I know the symbol of the viper gang and which are their ships. I will lead the rest to the port first. Shirley will know where I am.

Ok.

Bai Luo divided the team into two. Issafeiya and he will head to the viper gang.

The old man led Noel, Jerah, Inya, and the others to the port first, to prepare for their expedition to the sea.

Be careful.

With Lilith, Shirley, and elder sister, I will be fine. Bai Luo smiled and said, Our highest combat power is all with me.

Go early and return early.

Rest assured.

Bai Luo looked at Issafeiya, who immediately turned her horse around and led the way ahead.

This way!

Gangs are local forces established by local thugs and ruffians.

They are entrenched in various cities, and some can even establish many branches across various towns, creating a large regional organization.

The rich fawn over the lord, and the poor bully the weak.

The Viper Gang is such a group. They rarely deal with the wealthy and nobles, but instead exploit poor people like them, sucking their blood like a leech and growing bigger and stronger.

Elder sister, have you conducted business with the Viper Gang in the past?

Hmm.

Issafeiya nodded and said, I helped them kill people.

For money?

No,

Issafeiya calmly said,

It just so happened that that person was investigating the Ardennes trail, and I killed him by the way.

Bai Luo exclaimed,

As expected of my elder sister!

Should I negotiate next or should you?

You should understand the intention of uncle Saros, Said Bai Luo.

Ill do it.

You dont know how to negotiate.

Well, I dont plan to do so anyway!

The two rode their horses and shuttled through several alleys, and soon reached an area filled with shacks and dirty tents the slums of the ancient capital.