Elemental Light Mage

Whenever the Undead Chieftain is disappointed with Kasong, he will use his eldest son Areo to criticize his second son.

"I don't understand," Kasong, who lived under the shadow of his brother, was very unhappy when he heard this man again, "He is the one who has liberated the Holy Will, and I am also the one who has liberated the Holy Will. How am I inferior to him? It's just that I didn't fulfill your wish!"

"It was my son who came back home this time and asked for trouble!"

When he returned home, not only was there no one to greet him, but he was given a mouthful of chicken feathers. Kasong no longer wanted to stay at home.

"I don't care whether you will succeed in the end, but the Undead will never move. The Undead's blood will be shed here to watch the foreign enemies being repelled. If you want to leave at that time, you can leave by yourself!"

When the son was about to turn around and leave, the father had no intention of trying to keep him.

Kason turned his head briefly, then left the undead clan's house without looking back.

"Oh, what a misfortune for our family!"

"It has come to this. If anything happens, we can only hope that the title of the Ten Wills of the Sacred Will will be enough to save Kasong."

Lonely Kason paced on the street, taking in all the scenery in the Undead's territory.

His steps gradually slowed down, and even the sky was covered with a layer of shadow. Kasong didn't understand what he had done wrong, and why his friends and relatives came to stop him?

He sacrificed himself for his clan, yet was looked down upon by everyone. For one of the Ten Saints, this was truly pathetic.

He was not welcome at home, and Su Caibai and others must have found it difficult to accept him. The only place Kason could go was Protoni.

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The editor of that article from the publishing company was kneeling on the ground begging for Shen Zhuchen's forgiveness.

"It's me who deserves to die. It's me who deserves to die. Please, Chief Peacock, let me go."

"Why, aren't you doing your job? Why are you going to die now?"

Shen Zhuchen smiled sinisterly and continued to order his men to beat the editor. He knew very well that the editor in front of him was just cowardly.

Shen Ximu saw the editor being beaten like a pig head and couldn't help but speak out to stop him, "Brother, that's enough. If this man is beaten to death, everyone in our Peacock Clan will be in a panic."

After his brother's persuasion, Shen Zhuchen's temper was inevitably restrained a little.

He ordered his men to lift up the editor's face and bring other people from the publishing company into the house to await punishment.

"I tell you, no matter whether Xi Yeming, the Saint of Desire, betrayed the previous Saints, you have no right to criticize him here."

"He once sacrificed himself on the battlefield to save countless magicians and ordinary people for the sake of the world junction, and bet his life on the battle to force the five major countries to withdraw. What qualifications do you have to doubt Xi Yeming's loyalty and character?"

"And what have you done? Did you contribute anything during the war? Afterwards, you took advantage of the situation and spread rumors to create trouble at the junction of the worlds. Even if I can tolerate you, the law of nature will take you away!"

An emotional Shen Zhuchen accused every employee present, saying that a hero at the junction of the worlds should not end up like this.

"If it weren't for Xi Yeming, you don't know what kind of life you would have lived." Shen Zhuchen said with a hint of threat.

The editor cried, "Yes, yes, we all owe our lives to the Holy Will of Desire. Please, Chief Peacock, please let us go!"

The publishing company also does the work for money, and so far no big shot has taken notice of this matter. Unexpectedly, today first a little girl who was ignorant of the immensity of the world came, and later it turned out to be the acting chief of the Peacock Tribe.

"Call her up."

Shen Zhuchen tilted his head and said to Shen Ximu.

"Ok."

Shen Ximu left the crowd and soon brought Cosette to the center of the room.

"Do you know who she is?"

The editor dared not deny it, and nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes."

"Since you recognize her, it's easy to deal with," Shen Zhuchen curled his lips and said disdainfully, "You kowtow to her three times and apologize, and the matter will be over. Otherwise..."

Cosette stared at Shen Zhuchen with wide eyes. When she was called to the publishing company, she was a little surprised that someone was standing up for her, and this person was Shen Zhuchen, whom she had just met.

However, Shen Zhuchen's conditions really scared Cosette. After all, it was a bit awkward for her to accept other people's kowtow and kneel down.

"I'm sorry, little ancestor. Please be magnanimous and spare me!"

Before Cosette was ready, the fight had already started.

The editor kowtowed three times with great resounding voices and then lowered his head so low that his face could no longer be seen.

"Hmph, remember this: I don't care who is behind you, but don't forget who is protecting the border of this world!"

Before Shen Zhuchen left, he gave an order and all the magicians who had pressed into the publishing house evacuated in an orderly manner.

After Shen Zhuchen and Shen Ximu arrived at the door, they handed a token to Cosette.

"This is?"

Although Cosette didn't know what this thing was, she could feel that it was not cheap.

"Since you are Xi Yeming's student, you are our clan's honored guest," Shen Zhuchen explained. "Take it. With this token, you can seek help from the Peacock Clan at any time. The Peacock Clan will also be your support at the junction of the worlds."

Cosette held the token and exclaimed: "This, this is too valuable, isn't it?"

Shen Ximu smiled and said, "Take it. Since you are Xi Yeming's student, the elder brother will protect you to the end."

"Thank you."

Cosette was flattered and kept the token carefully on herself.

"This matter has come to an end. See you later, pupil of the Sacred Will of Desire."

Shen Zhuchen was still busy with other things, and he had already wasted too much time today on editing, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Cosette and went back to do his own thing.

Shen Ximu, who stayed behind, glanced at Cosette, and was troubled whether he should tell this student who inherited his mantle about his meeting with "Future Xi Yeming".

"What's wrong, big brother?"

"No." Perhaps it was because a cute little girl like Cosette called him "big brother" that Shen Ximu felt a little at a loss. "Nothing. I wish you good luck in martial arts."

Then Shen Ximu also said goodbye to Cosette.

"Today is really a happy day after all the hardship."

Cosette held the token in her hand thoughtfully, thinking about how to report this matter to Su Caibai when she returned.

Suddenly Cosette felt as if something entered her body.

"Wait, what is that?"

Cosette was about to struggle when she heard that familiar voice.

"Don't move, it's me."

Cosette suddenly realized that the voice belonged to her future self.

"You, my future self?"

"Yes, it's me."

"You're back, what's the matter this time?"

"I'm going to use a different method of traveling this time, so I'm going to borrow your body."

"it is good."

Cosette is very tolerant of her future self, and she also wants to know what kind of person she will be in the future.

"So what are we going to do?"

Future Cosette answered her expectations.

"Let's go and rescue the bullied 'Saint of Liberation'."