People in the sandbox are good at hugging thighs

Chapter 426, Entry 4: Golden Palu - Canary
Arcadia headquarters.

Su Nian, who had just finished breakfast, wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at Hei Tu, who was cleaning up the mess nearby, with a little surprise.

"Salamandra's leader, Mandela, wants to see you? Why is he here at this time?"

"They should be doing pretty well lately, right?"

Su Nian pinched his chin and thought.

Salamandra, once one of the allies of the Arcadia Alliance, is a giant community in the lower class of the North District.

Inheriting the simulated star creation map [Xu Xing·Tai Sui] and the solar sovereignty·Chen Long, almost every generation of leaders can be regarded as a four-digit extraordinary level existence.

At the peak of his power, Salamandra had over 15,000 sub-dragons under his command, and the number of dragonmen with dragon blood was far more than ten times that.

But two hundred years ago, in order to help Canary overcome the ultimate test of humanity, Absolute Evil, Salamandra almost sacrificed the lives of a generation, and his strength was no longer as strong as before.

Even the current leader can only be said to be barely qualified in the five-digit range.

If it weren't for Su Nian's overt and covert support, Salamandra would probably have fallen to the level of a five-digit community.

But now, Salamandra cannot be said to be at its peak, but at least it can be said to be thriving, right?
Kuro Usagi explained as she loaded the cutlery onto a plate.

"It seems that Lord Uesugi Kenshin introduced me. And it happens to be Sandora's birthday recently. They are planning to hold a Fire Dragon Birthday Festival. I think it was you who sent the invitation?"

"Should we notify Lily and the others?"

"Hmm? Holding a Fire Dragon Birth Ceremony? Couldn't even Sandora, the next leader, come? I remember she only went back a few days ago?"

Before, Sandra had been living in Arcadia and practicing. In name, it was practicing, but in reality, she was just playing and growing up with the children of Arcadia.

"Could this Mandela be seeking refuge here?"

Su Nian thought about it, seemed to understand something, and simply said to Hei Tu.

"Since you're all here, let's meet. After all, we've been allies for many years."

Hearing this, Black Rabbit glanced at Su Nian and thought about today's arrangements.

There didn't seem to be any plans for today. Su Nian simply handed all the dirty work to Canary.

Canary hadn't slept since last night. He was either working overtime to handle Arcadia's internal affairs, or he was on his way to the Space Force to take up his post and inspect the Space Force.

After all, it would be a waste to use such a useful nuclear-powered donkey.

This canary is a top-quality four-attribute golden pallu.

There is a lot of debt, well, those allies who were once betrayed by Canary and caused a lack of successors, all of whom were taken care of by Su Nian openly and secretly.

The two adopted daughters are now in Su Nian's care.

The most important thing is that Canary is very capable and highly efficient. Shouldn't we use it to the utmost?
No, even if he dies, Su Nian will bring him back to life and continue to use him.

Black Rabbit thought about the friendship between the two sides, and then thought about the simulated star creation map they inherited which was still in Su Nian's hands, and nodded.

"Then I'll arrange a meeting right away."
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"Shandora, when you meet the Lords of Arcadia later, don't talk nonsense, understand?"

In the waiting room of Arcadia, Mandela, dressed in a well-fitting suit, was looking at his sister with a serious expression.

Compared to Mandela, who attached great importance to etiquette, Sandora, who was wearing the traditional golden and red costume of Salamandra and a crown decoration on her head, showed a puzzled expression at this time.

"I understand, Brother Mandela, but..."

Sandra looked at her exposed belly button shyly and said with a little trouble.

"Will there be any problems if I wear this sacrificial dress?"

The golden-red dress that Sandra was wearing at the moment was a modified costume of the former Tai Sui Star God, the Star Sea Dragon King, after he switched to the small group of gods in the Middle East. In essence, it was a special witch costume for worshiping the Dragon King, and it was also a dress that could only be used in festivals.

Would it be a bit rude to wear this to meet Brother Su Nian?
Brother Su Nian is not a god, and she is not Su Nian's witch.

At that time, after hearing what Sandra said, Mandela said with a little happiness.

"It seems that you have been practicing etiquette well, but it doesn't matter. Since my brother asked you to wear this, he must have considered you."

"Oh, so that's it?"

Seeing that Sandra believed what he said, Mandela felt a little relieved.

In fact, she was a little worried about Sandra's outfit.

However, considering that the important inheritance of Salamandra can only be inherited by wearing this sacrificial costume, and hearing from the leader of Arcadia, Su Nian seems to be ready to awaken and become a pure-blooded dragon in order to break through the three-digit mark.

Moreover, the internal situation of Salamandra was not stable either. Even with Su Nian's overt and covert care, he was almost sidelined without his knowledge.

Allowing this sacrificial garment or even Sandora to remain in the community may create unnecessary risks.

That's why he gritted his teeth, asked Sandra to dress up, and come to Arcadia for help.

On the one hand, if something happens to her, Sandra will have reliable safety in Arcadia with the inheritance, and can restore Salamandra with Su Nian's support.

On the other hand, this is also a form of loyalty. There is no safer way to entrust important inheritance to superiors.

Anyway, the most important simulated star creation map and solar sovereignty are in Su Nian's hands, so it won't make a difference if one more comes.

A feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart. When he had received Su Nian's support, he had thought about restoring his former glory... But now he came here dejectedly to ask for help, which was really embarrassing and he was too ashamed to face anyone.

Just as Mandela was reflecting on his feelings, there was a knock on the door. Then, Black Rabbit, dressed in a gothic dress, pushed open the door and walked in. "Mr. Mandela, Miss Sandra, Su Nian has agreed to see you. Please come with me."

"What? That person actually agreed to meet us in person?"

Mandela, who originally thought that he would at most see Leticia, suddenly stood up in surprise, with an incredible look on his face.

Seeing his reaction, Black Rabbit felt a little strange.

"When the leader of the allies comes, shouldn't Su Nian, as the leader, receive them? Not to mention, Su Nian also misses Sandora."

"Ah? Could it be that Mr. Mandela is worried about his status as acting chief? That's not a problem. We are also paying attention to Salamandela's situation. There won't be any problem."

"I'm not worried about that... I just... OK, I get it."

Mandela responded nervously, but was afraid of keeping Su Nian waiting for too long, so he quickly pulled Sandra over.

"Then I'll have to trouble Miss Black Rabbit."

Black Rabbit glanced at Mandela and said nothing. He just waved slightly to Sandra who was looking at him curiously, and then took the two of them to the tea room.

In the simple and plain tea room, Mandela saw Su Nian, who was wearing casual clothes and sitting at the tea table.

"Are you here? Please sit down."

Seeing Mandela leading Sandra in, Su Nian raised his head slightly and pointed to the seat opposite.

"Considering your situation, I asked Black Rabbit to prepare some rock tea. It seems to be a specialty of the North District. Are you used to it?"

Mandela nodded quickly after hearing this.

"Sure, sure. We also drink this kind of tea when we are at home."

Then he led Sandra to sit opposite Su Nian, and only took up one-third of the seat, and was ready to stand up at any time.

"I'm sorry to bother you this time, Su Nianmian..."

At Mandela's signal, Sandra saluted Su Nian stiffly.

But before she could bend down or finish her words, Su Nian stopped her.

"Okay, just call me Brother Su Nian like before."

Su Nian smiled at Sandra. He quite liked this sensible and cute little fire dragon girl and had guided her in her training for a period of time.

Then Su Nian turned his head to look at the uneasy Mandela, with a little helplessness on his face.

"And Mr. Mandela, you don't have to be so nervous. I won't eat you."

"And if I remember correctly, Sandra seemed to have only been back for a few days, so why was she sent here again? Is she too lonely at home and not used to it?"

Hearing this, Mandela's old face turned red. Before he could speak, Sandra spoke first.

"It was Sandra who missed Lily and the others and Brother Su Nian, and begged her brother to bring me here."

All I can say is that Sandra is very sensible and is able to help Mandela resolve the situation.

And this is also the truth. In Salamandra, as the next generation leader, she lives a very restrained life. Everyone has high expectations of her, which puts her under a lot of pressure.

Looking at his sensible sister, Mandela sighed. If possible, he didn't want his sister to bear such great pressure, but as a brother, he was really incompetent.

Faced with his sister's helpful explanation, he decided to tell the truth.

"You're joking. It's just that I'm unqualified to be the acting leader. If it weren't for His Majesty Kunshamen, I might not even know that I was being sidelined."

Mandela said helplessly, and at the same time took out the letter that Uesugi Kenshin asked him to deliver. If it were not for Uesugi Kenshin, they would not even have the possibility of reaching Arcadia and would only be under house arrest in Salamandra.

"This is the letter that His Majesty Kunshamen asked me to pass on to you, as well as the invitation to the Fire Dragon Birth Ceremony."

Seeing this, Su Nian raised his eyebrows slightly and took the letter.

"Uesugi actually wrote to me? That's a bit strange."

Su Nian opened the envelope, looked at the flag of the Heavenly Army on the paper, raised his eyebrows slightly, then used the corresponding encryption method to unlock the gap and saw the contents inside.

"...Although I had anticipated this, their cooperation was truly unexpected."

Su Nian shook his head and destroyed the envelope.

"I already know about Salamandra's situation, but I don't think it's necessary to hide it from you."

"What is it? What do you mean?"

Mandela's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that His Majesty Su Nian had decided to give up on Salamandela? Or was it that what Salamandela had encountered exceeded the limit of Su Nian's ability to help him?

"Salamandra is being targeted by the Buddhist sect."

Mandela was stunned on the spot.

What the hell? They were a small community that was about to drop to five figures, a community that didn't even have a four-digit combat power, and they were actually targeted by the Buddhist sect.

But in this way, many confusions were resolved. No wonder he was sidelined so quickly and suddenly.

If it’s a behemoth like Buddhism, then it’s fine.

(End of this chapter)