Chapter 102: Turning the Tables!
[Blasphemy]
The specialty of the evil alignment. Its lower-level version was called Profane Word, a necessary component in various rituals dedicated to evil gods. For example, in a grand feast of slaughter, if one wanted it to reach the ears of an evil god, besides chanting the god’s name, another effective method was to use Profane Word as an enhancement. This language, symbolizing corruption, possessed an evil power. It could lower their judgment, cause greater damage to enemies, and even corrupt their will.
In contrast, the good alignment had a similar ability, Holy Word. This one was a bit better; at most, it would just turn people into idiots who only praised the sun…
Polly looked at the nervous expressions of the others with some confusion, not quite understanding.
What’s wrong with everyone? Why do they all look like they’ve seen a ghost?
“Alright!”
With a clap of his hands, Shelley snapped them out of their daze. Like ice melting, Shelley’s expression became gentle again. He revealed a soft smile and said to them, “Let’s leave this matter as it is. I will have Nadia forgive you.”
“But there won’t be a next time.”
“So, my lords and ladies, what was the purpose of your visit today?”
“Surely, you didn’t just come to have tea with me?”
With a wave of his hand, the white porcelain teacup on the table flew up and floated into his hand.
Porcelain, a product of the Eastern Sea, a top-quality choice with exquisite craftsmanship. The Material Plane was not a planet, but rather like an unfurled scroll, spread out by some unknown great power, quietly floating in the Astral Plane. This was also considered the standard for the long-lost power of a greater deity—to create such a world.
Shelley’s home, the Kingdom of Fente, was located in the southern nations, in the lower-middle part of the Material Plane. Further down were the scattered tropical islands and the endless sea. And the Eastern Sea, because its shipping lanes were inhabited by large sea monsters and various aquatic races, had little contact with the people of other continents. Their race, in Shelley’s words, was a typical Eastern race. Black hair, black eyes, they looked so familiar. And their culture was like a fusion of the entire Eastern civilization—porcelain, tea, paper…
Most importantly, they knew how to stir-fry.
To repeat: they knew how to stir-fry. This gave some players, who were used to the monotonous food of other places, a long-awaited sense of familiarity. Because of its scarce production, the products of the Eastern Sea were also very expensive.
The half-elven kingdom of Ir, where Shelley was currently, was in the lower-northern part of the Material Plane. The temperature was moderate year-round, very suitable for living.
The nobles’ expressions were very conflicted. They didn’t know how to explain…
“We…”
We came to persuade Her Majesty not to indulge in love… How can we say that in front of the person involved?
Pretending to be oblivious, Shelley sniffed the aroma of the tea, as if he had remembered something, and suddenly said with a smile, “Speaking of which… there’s something I’ve always been curious about.”
“Do you really think that no one knows about the little things you’ve done?”
He extended a finger and listed them off as if they were his own treasures, “The hidden compartment in the fifth floorboard.”
“The secret compartment behind the bookshelf.”
“The deepest part of the fourth drawer of the dressing table.”
“Behind the door…”
“…”
With every sentence Shelley spoke, someone in the crowd’s face changed.
“The drawer of the wardrobe, in a pile of…”
Sensing Polly’s pitiful gaze, Shelley swallowed the last of his words and said silently in his heart, “…underwear.”
Miss Polly, you’re really something. I like your style.
Shelley hadn’t just been exercising with Nadia these past two days. He had also made full use of his abilities, invading the dreams of many nobles and harvesting many, many interesting secrets.
Looking at her grateful gaze, Shelley smiled and said to the bewildered nobles, “My lords and ladies, why are you so flustered?”
“Are you worried that something has been stolen from your homes?”
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly. Shelley said playfully, “Don’t worry. The security in Ir has always been very good.”
Looking at their varied expressions with a meaningful gaze, he said softly, “If there are no riots and conflicts, I believe no thieves will appear.”
“Don’t you agree?”
An undisguised threat.
If you cause trouble, we’ll all go down together.
Silence. The atmosphere in the room was extremely oppressive.
“There’s one thing you may have never understood, or you’ve been pretending not to.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“What is given to you, you can take. What is not given to you…”
“Whoever dares to reach out, I’ll chop off their hand.”
“Whether you consider yourselves the new faction of the new generation of nobles, or the orthodox old faction.”
“I don’t know what you’re fighting for.”
Shaking his head with some speechlessness, Shelley put down the teacup and said seriously, “The first generation of the half-elven kingdom were pioneers. They didn’t think about dividing the cake.”
“If the cake wasn’t big enough, they would go find a bigger one.”
“When it came to you, you became the guardians.”
“To the point where you have to eliminate your own people to get a bigger piece of the cake.”
“The biggest difference between Nadia and you is not just status and strength.”
“She is a pioneer, and you are guardians.”
After a moment of silence, Harvey asked with confusion, “Then we can’t initiate a conflict?”
“You can’t initiate, but you can counterattack, right?”
“…You mean?”
Shelley’s expression gradually turned serious. He looked at them and asked, “Doesn’t anyone care why I was beaten to the brink of death?”
“Who attacked Nadia and me?”
“Who could make a high-level legendary being powerless to save the person beside her?”
“And… why has Nadia been resting in her bedchamber all this time?”
Her Majesty was injured!?
Shelley: No. In a sense, she is indeed recovering from her injuries. But I was the one who did it. Eh? The Chinese language is truly profound.
“Who leaked the news of Nadia’s trip?”
Without giving them time to think, Shelley said in a low voice, “The ones who attacked us were half-orcs.”
“Among the nobles, someone has been corrupted.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Those barbaric, inferior beasts, are they really worth you taking such a risk?”
“Impossible!”
Ignoring their roars, Shelley waved his hand and said, “Whether it’s nonsense or not, some people know in their hearts.”
“I hope you can think carefully about what you need to do.”
“You may all leave.”
Nodding numbly, the nobles filed out of the room, leaving Shelley with a brilliant smile.
“Oh, right. One last thing.”
“I will be the first Prince Consort of the half-elven kingdom.”
A flustered expression appeared on his face. Shelley said shyly, “I hope everyone will take good care of me in the future.”
