Chapter 411: You Have No Common Sense
Human women are just too wonderful.
Li Meng continued to bully Consort No.66.
[Master, the two battlefields are tens of thousands of miles apart. Can you really manage both?]
"No problem. With space magic, traveling back and forth between the two places doesn't take much time."
[Master, that's not space magic. That's shattering the void.]
"Is there any difference?"
[There's a huge difference. The former is a magic technique, achieved by analyzing the laws of space to obtain space magic.]
[The latter is tearing open a spatial rift to the space barrier through sheer brute force.]
"So it sounds like shattering the void isn't that big of a deal."
Li Meng simply gathered magic power at a point and detonated it.
Space would then be torn open by the violent magic power, creating a rift.
Is that really hard?
[Master, I feel there's something really wrong with you. Your existence kinda breaks my common sense.]
"Common sense? Your memory is all scattered and broken. What common sense could you possibly have?"
[Uh... that's true.]
Time slowly passed, and night gradually deepened.
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Southern Continent.
Holy See Kingdom, Papal Cathedral.
Dawn Hall.
"After two hundred years, our race faces a crisis of survival once again. The demon tribe's attack is massive this time. We must keep the battlefield within the borders of the Dragon Kingdom and the Kingdom of Armenia!"
There were seven high platform seats in Dawn Hall.
Each platform had a figure wearing platinum robes standing on it.
They were the actual rulers of the Holy See Kingdom—the Seven Holy Archbishops.
"It's time to call those old fossils out."
"The longer one lives, the more they cling to life. They probably won't willingly step onto the battlefield."
"Hmph, if the younger generation's strong ones die on the battlefield, humanity could face extinction."
"Whether they want to or not, they must abide by the Holy Covenant!"
Dawn Hall wasn't just occupied by the Seven Holy Archbishops.
Below the platforms stood numerous Red-robed Archbishops and High Priests.
Tabesa's expression shifted slightly.
She rose from her seat and half-knelt in the middle of the hall.
"Honorable Seven Holy Archbishops, this time the demon invasion is immense. In terms of individual combat strength, demon strongholds are superior to humans of the same tier. Only Human Sword Saints can match them. Even counting the hidden experts, we only have about 14 Human Sword Saints. Our number and quality of divine-level experts are vastly inferior to the demons. Though we have heroes, they can't fully bridge the gap. Honorable Archbishops, I request the descent of the deities. Only then can humanity stand a chance against the demons."
Requesting a deity's descent?
Tabesa's words caused a huge uproar below the platforms.
The price of summoning a deity was simply too high.
While a deity's descent would grant humanity top-tier powerhouses for decades,
maintaining the existence of angels required sacrificing a massive number of the younger generation.
Because the cost of "Divine Descent" was too great,
the Holy See Kingdom had long since forbidden such rituals,
only lifting the ban in times of existential crisis.
"Many divine-level powerhouses' lifespans are ending, their bodies aging, their combat strength plummeting. Sending them to the battlefield is meaningless. Instead of dying pointlessly, they should become sacrifices and make one last contribution to humanity. I believe they would willingly dedicate themselves for the future of humankind!"
As she said this, Tabesa's expression darkened.
"We don't have much time. The demon army is gathering at Meiani City. We must protect the Crystal."
The discussions in Dawn Hall became louder and more chaotic.
Even the Seven Holy Archbishops atop the platforms were whispering to each other.
The demon invasion this time was massive.
The Kingdom of Catemia had already fallen.
The Dragon Kingdom and Kingdom of Armenia were on the verge of collapse.
Now the demon army showed signs of gathering at Meiani City.
Meiani City was the capital of the Kingdom of Armenia.
The fall of a kingdom wasn't the real issue.
The important things were the Crystal and the World Stone.
The Crystal and the World Stone were the foundations of human existence.
Even the loss of one would cause immense damage to humanity.
It wasn't until two hours later that Dawn Hall finally quieted down.
In a long, pure white corridor,
Tabesa, dressed in a luxurious robe, walked unhurriedly.
Stopping by a window,
the scorching sunlight illuminated her face through the glass.
She squinted slightly, lifting her head to gaze at the blue sky.
"With this, the task Master entrusted to her should be complete."
Although the Seven Holy Archbishops hadn't made a final decision yet,
Tabesa could tell they were very tempted by her proposal.
Now she just had to wait for their final decision.
Three days later, Dawn Hall.
In the hall, Tabesa half-knelt.
Compared to the previous meeting, today Dawn Hall felt empty.
Only the Seven Holy Archbishops remained atop the platforms.
"High Priest Tabesa, are you willing to go to Meiani City and preside over the Divine Descent Ritual?"
Upon hearing this, Tabesa's expression shifted slightly.
She lowered her head slightly, the corners of her mouth curling up.
"It is my honor. I am willing to go to Meiani City and preside over the Divine Descent Ritual!"
"The Radiant Canon will assist you. Depart immediately. As you said, we don't have much time."
Tabesa stood up.
She turned and strode out of the hall.
The sway of her hips beneath the robe was faintly visible.
It wasn't until Tabesa left the hall
that the Seven Holy Archbishops spoke again.
"Can she succeed?"
"She can. With the Crystal there, the demons won't easily breach Meiani City."
"We must hold nothing back—every trump card must be played."
"The Divine Descent Ritual is our final trump card."
"Don't worry. Humanity will triumph again."
"Where are the heroes? Send them to Meiani City immediately!"
"The Sword Hero is already there. The Spear Hero and Bow Hero are on their way."
"What about the Shield Hero? Where is he?"
"He's been in the Kingdom of Armenia. Have you forgotten?"
"The old king must be near death."
"Yes, just a bit longer."
"So, the Shield Hero has a shot at becoming king?"
"No. Only the princess holds the right to inherit."
"Even if he had the chance, the Shield Hero would decline."
"Indeed, heroes aren't suited to be kings."
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Irisis Principality.
Garrison Fort, former Count's Estate.
Time flew, and it had been more than half a month since Garrison Fort fell.
The news had spread throughout the border territories.
The border lords were all anxious.
Fortunately, the Goblin army hadn't continued its advance,
allowing the lords to breathe a little easier.
In the morning, a beast-drawn cart entered the Count's Estate.
Sandra disembarked, gazing complicatedly at the familiar place.
This used to be her and Maurice's home.
Now everything had changed.
Garrison Fort had fallen, occupied by the Great King.
Most of the city's residents had fled.
Those who remained were rounded up by the Great King.
That night, at the Count's Estate,
Li Meng finally appeared before Sandra.
It was Li Meng's idea to bring Sandra back to Garrison Fort.
Though the Throne Tribe's environment wasn't bad,
it still didn't compare to the Garrison Fort.
Besides, the Count's Estate was Sandra's home.
Living here might help her mood.
"Getting bigger and bigger!"
Lying on the bed, Li Meng lay sideways next to Sandra,
his eyes fixated on her large belly,
his hand gently stroking it.
Sandra wore a thin black nightgown,
her snow-white delicate body faintly visible.
"Great King, about Maurice..."
Sandra blushed, nervously asking.
Seeing her ask about Maurice, Li Meng's expression shifted slightly.
It wasn't jealousy—he no longer had such feelings.
If he truly desired to possess Sandra,
he would have long kept her in the Throne Tribe,
never letting her return to her husband.
Li Meng just thought Sandra and her husband were pitiful.
Even though he was the cause of it all.
"Sandra, do you love your husband?"
Upon hearing this, Sandra tensed up.
She now held the status of a consort.
It was natural for a male to want to monopolize a beautiful female.
Especially since the Great King was a goblin.
Maybe he would hurt Maurice to possess her.
"Great King, I..."
Sandra initially intended to say she didn't love him,
to better protect Maurice.
She knew that if the Great King wanted Maurice dead, there would be no escape.
But facing the Great King's gaze,
Sandra hesitated.
She had a strong feeling—an extremely strong feeling—
that if she lied, something terrible would happen.
"Huff!"
Sandra took a deep breath.
Her gaze firmed, and she lifted her head to meet the Great King's eyes.
"Great King, I love my husband!"
Looking at Sandra's firm expression, Li Meng recalled some things.
During the last demon siege on Garrison Fort,
Maurice was gravely wounded.
On the brink of death, Sandra chose to die with him instead of fleeing.
Perhaps it was this loyal love that moved him to save them.
Their bond of life and death had sparked his interest in Sandra.
And Sandra had not disappointed him.
For her husband and for the Garrison Fort, she gave everything.
"He's fine. He escaped with most of the humans."
Li Meng gently caressed Sandra's flawless, tender face,
his expression thoughtful and contemplative.
Did he envy that kind of love?
Li Meng didn't know.
Since becoming a goblin, females were no longer the same in his eyes.
Maybe because they were too easily obtained.
The old concepts of love from Earth had long since faded.
Only desire and need remained.
Otherwise, his consorts wouldn't have been rotated like shifts.
Even the human consorts at the Count's Estate were no exception.
After giving birth, they were allowed to leave.
Those who wished to stay could stay; those who wished to go could go.
New consorts would replace them.
Goblin hybrids placed too much strain on female bodies.
If he allowed unrestricted childbirth, they'd soon die.
Though now a goblin,
Li Meng hadn't completely lost his humanity.
He was willing to treat those who bore his children kindly.
"Great King, please don't harm Maurice. I'm willing to do anything for you!"
Sandra looked at him nervously.
The Great King was deep in thought.
This made Sandra extremely anxious.
Maybe he was considering how to make Maurice disappear.
Seeing her anxious face, Li Meng patted her head.
"Relax. I won't hurt him."
Looking at the beautiful Sandra, Li Meng smiled faintly.
Once she gave birth, he would let her reunite with her husband.
No need to play the villain torturing these unfortunate lovers.
As for their future,
only the heavens knew.
And it no longer concerned him.
"Thank you, Great King!"
Sandra looked at him gratefully, her face close to his handsome one.
Although the Great King was the cause of their separation,
without him, they would've died years ago by demons' hands.
Thus, her feelings were complicated.
She had wept at becoming a goblin's breeding tool.
She had even thought of killing him out of hatred.
But the Great King's tenderness gradually healed her wounds.
From rejection to acceptance,
finally to willing submission.
"How will you thank me?"
Li Meng looked at Sandra with a teasing smile.
Blushing, Sandra lowered her head shyly.
"Great King, I... my belly is so big, I can't..."
Li Meng didn't let her finish.
He lowered his head and kissed her red lips deeply.
Only after a long time did he release the gasping Sandra.
"Tonight, just accompany me to sleep peacefully."
Saying so, Li Meng snuggled into Sandra's embrace.
His face sank into an incredible softness.
So soft, so warm...
Lying against Sandra's chest, Li Meng couldn't help but nuzzle in deeper.
Sandra's face flushed bright red.
She could only gently place her hands on the Great King's body.
Time slowly passed, and night deepened.
Sandra didn't know when she fell asleep.
When she woke up, the Great King was no longer by her side.
At dawn, life in the vast Garrison Fort gradually stirred.
Sandra sat up on the bed.
She blankly scanned the bedroom.
Another dull day had begun.
Count's Estate, Council Hall.
Sitting on the throne, Li Meng flipped through a book.
Kneeling below were a group of humans.
Suddenly, Li Meng tossed the book aside.
Expressionless, he stared at the humans kneeling below.
"This is the plan you came up with after more than half a month?"
Hearing this, the humans trembled.
The leader quickly spoke up.
"Great King, Garrison Fort sits in the barren Wind Valley. It's completely impossible to be self-sufficient. People must eat to survive, and there's no farmland nearby. In the past, all the supplies needed by Garrison Fort came from caravans from various towns in the Irisis Principality. To be self-sufficient, we must obtain arable land."
"Otherwise, we could organize caravans to purchase supplies elsewhere, but now that Garrison Fort is under your rule, caravans leaving here will likely be intercepted by scouts outside!"