Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 1677 - 1238: Is it really him?

The Friel Queen flew past, and she was flying very fast. Had the Monarch not noticed in time, she might have flown past. With such speed comparable to Star Burst, even the Monarch might not have caught up.

After being called back, the Friel Queen circled around, looking complexly at the Monarch. The Monarch also looked with interest at the Holy Spirit possessing her. Why does this Heroic Spirit skeleton resemble him so much?

Could it be that all skeletons look alike? Does that King Fei Lie look like this too?

The Friel Queen looked at the Chaos Skull that was identical to the rubbing handed down in her family, looked at the little stars within the bones, and her mood became excited as she kneeled on one knee: "Greetings, ancestor."

The Monarch waved his hand, lifting her up: "Rise, which generation of the Fei Lie family are you?"

The Friel Queen, embarrassed, scratched her head: "Sorry, ancestor, I can’t calculate it."

"True, hearing your Assistant Minister say, I’ve been away for over hundreds of thousands of years. Assuming twenty years per generation, that’s over eight thousand generations, to have passed down for so long, while still keeping the Fei Lie surname, is quite impressive," the Monarch affirmed.

As an Undead, the Monarch has witnessed too many ups and downs of living beings. Forget passing down for hundreds of thousands of years; within ten thousand years, many species could go extinct. The Fei Lie family, as humans, being able to pass down for hundreds of thousands of years, is indeed quite a remarkable thing.

The life of wise creatures is too short.

"Yes, ancestor, it’s been hundreds of thousands of years. About one hundred sixty-seven thousand years ago, the records of the family ceased regarding you. Everyone thought you had an accident or returned to where you came from. Unexpectedly, you’ve reappeared, ancestor, where have you been all these years?" The Friel Queen curiously asked.

"I entered the Boundless Space Hole to kill the Ancient Godlight," the Monarch replied.

"You... how did you do it? That’s a God Star," the Friel Queen wore a face of disbelief similar to Orgal’s.

Orgal quickly perked up his ears. This is why he suppressed his curiosity, leaving this question to the Friel Queen to ask.

If the Friel Queen asked in the capacity of a descendant, many questions could be asked rightfully. But if he asked, some sensitive questions wouldn’t be easy to voice.

However, he overlooked one point; some matters can be heard by descendants but not by subjects.

"God Star also has weaknesses..." the Monarch slightly opened his mouth, then glanced at Orgal, lightly saying: "I need to discuss something with the child, you should withdraw for now."

Orgal’s heart skipped a beat, urgently looking at the Friel Queen.

The Friel Queen also glanced at him with some panic. She was accustomed to Orgal being beside her to provide strategies. Now with Orgal’s withdrawal, facing King Fei Lie alone, she panicked a bit.

Yet amidst panic, the Friel Queen looked at Orgal, then at the Monarch, uncertain what she was thinking, but she said nothing in the end.

Orgal’s heart sank, feeling somewhat lost for a moment until the Monarch impatiently uttered a ’Hmm?’, prompting him to hastily withdraw.

Although it was just a brief exchange, the psychological change between the two was so rich. The Monarch’s single ’Should withdraw for now’ separated them into two.

Originally, Orgal was the Assistant Minister to the Friel Queen; they should have been united. But now, the Monarch is the Friel Queen’s ancestor, close and distant, who is near and who is far? Who is close and who is distant?

The Friel Queen might be thinking of analyzing the situation with him after talking to her ancestor. Yet the moment she made this decision, it represents an inner division into close and distant, subconscious and instinctual.

Orgal was originally sent by Nagustai to help the Friel Empire respond to the Divine Light Alliance’s invasion. Because the Friel Queen listened to him, he inadvertently began leaning towards the Friel Queen’s stance. When he first encountered the Monarch, he instinctively wanted to ’wait.’

However, after being rebutted by Mort, he had already adjusted his position. His strength comes from the God of Tree, after all, the ultimate loyalty still lies with the God of Tree.

Unexpectedly, the Friel Queen did not fight for him, instantly awakening him to who is close and who is distant.

The Monarch observed their change, inwardly cursing: Death God’s Staff.

This kind of relationship-ruining tactic indeed was taught by Anthony; the Monarch disdained doing such things.

But Anthony’s reasoning was also sound: "If Your Majesty returns, do you think adults are closer to you or to Lord Nage?"

At that time, this analogy made Negris jump up to attack him. If Ange had any such thoughts, Anthony’s comment would already amount to sowing discord. In a typical group, the thorn of closeness and distance would instantly be planted.

The power of this verbal assassination made even the Monarch, of such temperament, unable to resist cursing: "Well done."

In no time, he planted the seed of estrangement between the Friel Queen and Orgal, naturally needing to continue adding weight.

Then the Monarch kindly said: "Unexpectedly, after so many years, there’s someone inheriting my name. However, the next piece of information involves the God Star’s weakness, remember it and forget it, do not tell anyone, understand?"

"Ah? No one at all?" The Friel Queen was astonished, wanting to discuss it with Orgal afterward for analysis. Could it be that even Orgal couldn’t be told?

"Yes, no one must know this; it’s about the secret of the God Star." Saying this, the Monarch floated over and patted her shoulder, sighing:

"Actually, after hundreds of thousands of years, I’ve long forgotten many things, never thinking that someone here is still inheriting my name. However, you possess a quality that is familiar to me. Seeing you, I recall many things from the past; you make me feel very close." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

The Friel Queen’s nose turned sore: "Ancestor..."

This was also the Friel Queen’s greatest fear; frankly, her ancestor and Emperor Fei Lie had no blood relation. The former was a skeleton, while they were humans, inheriting names and such was more like ambushing under Emperor Fei Lie’s name.

Moreover, after hundreds of thousands of years, even if King Fei Lie had an excellent memory, can he remember some living beings adopted back then? What if King Fei Lie didn’t acknowledge her, then what?

All these worries were relieved at this moment; she received the ancestral recognition.

The Monarch’s tone turned solemn: "The following words relate to the weakness of the God Star, and must not be leaked. If the Gray Divine Star becomes aware, dealing with it will be troublesome."

The Friel Queen immediately stood straight and solemnly said: "Yes!"

The Monarch added embellishments while recounting Ange’s process of grinding the Ancient Godlight, with an eye for detail, involving various Origin Powers. Those at this level of existence would immediately discern truths upon hearing, then realize with sudden clarity.

The Friel Queen clearly was not at this level, listening with complete bewilderment, yet...

In a distant place, a gigantic tree suddenly realized: "So that’s how it is, could it truly have been him who blasted the Ancient Godlight?"

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