Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 681 The Seaman: Half a Hundred Lies in Ten Sentences

Lori steadied himself, feeling that he couldn't possibly be mentally clear-headed; his mind was in complete chaos... even more chaotic than when he awakened his mage talent and realized that more than half of his game panel could only be locked.

After all, he was only forced to take a different path back then, and the benefits given by those artifact spirits probably stemmed from the vigilance deep within his soul, which made him not really care.

It's not like we're under pressure to survive and desperately need something good to help us.

His fearless adventures over the years had filled his pockets to the brim, and even if all the knight resources he had prepared were lost, he was confident that he could exchange them for enough mage resources.

However, now... Lowry feels that the future is nothing but despair.

After stepping out of your own world, you may find not a wonderful new world, but countless undead.

He knew he was being a bit of an overreacter.

After all, he wasn't even level 16.

But... that emptiness caused by helplessness still surrounded him, and he couldn't shake it off at all.

Lori looked indifferently at the gods who were conducting a new round of judgment on the sea people, their spirits seemingly floating above their heads.

Fortunately, at this moment, only he, Travis, who was intently watching outside, and Lily, who was sitting between them and fast asleep, were in the palace... The white dragon girl seemed to like the atmosphere here, and fell asleep as soon as she entered.

The Lord of Storms, who had somehow drifted away, asked with great curiosity, "Aren't you afraid that the undead will follow you as you run around like this?"
That's how you enemies will keep failing!

What nonsense is this guy talking about?
Lowry looked at him abruptly.

“No,” Hai Ren replied seriously. “William is truly fair and just, and he has no interest in other worlds.”

The undead will only go to the world if it extends an invitation or asks for their help.

"What?" The Goddess of Night looked at him in surprise. "Where's Toril? Surely it wasn't Shar who asked him for help?"

She looked at herself with a ridiculous expression and couldn't help but laugh: "Are you asking the undead to help you wipe out Toril?"

“It’s not Shar.” The seaman didn’t understand her mockery and just whispered, “It’s Corellon, the father of the elves.”

It is said that the elemental bodies used by the undead in Toril were provided by him.

They all looked like half-elves.

"Hmm?" the Lord of Storms asked keenly, "Don't the bodies used in other worlds differ?"

“Yes, yes.” The seaman nodded hesitantly. “In our Oiseth, they use the human template of Trahir.”

"Is there any difference?" the Lord of Wealth asked.

“I don’t know, I really don’t know.” The sea man quickly shook his head. “Anyway, what the undead are saying is that O’Issey doesn’t like Toril’s version.”

But the undead have always had ways to change their appearance, so the internal structure is probably not much different.

“I have a question…” The Goddess of Wealth, who had been pondering beside him, suddenly bent down and looked at his face, “In your Oises, which came first, the Moon Clan or the Undead Clan?”

The sea creature's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly replied, "The Moon Clan arrived first."

"Oasis originally intended to clean up the mess himself, but the people he recruited were abducted by Triton, so he invited the undead?" The Goddess of Wealth stared intently at the seaman. "It seems that's not the case."

You just mentioned that the portal god Iosca played a negative role in this.

Because of him, the Moon Clan, who should have belonged to Oises, became unstable, so the Lord of the World asked his friend Hill for help.
When the stronger undead arrived, the Moon Clan, which was already wavering, abandoned Iosca and chose Triton.

So, in the end, you were the ones who bore the brunt of the undead's fire, was that it?

Hai Ren nodded with a melancholy expression: "I didn't mean to mislead anyone, I just wanted to save face for Triton."

"No need to say that." The Goddess of Night raised her chin haughtily. "I know you won't be honest."

But if you get caught, you have to tell the truth.

You know, I can tell.

The Goddess of the Night doesn't seem to have fully recovered; her tone and manner of speaking are still like that of a spoiled princess.

But in reality, she is a queen who wields absolute power... every word she utters is an order.

It's even more impossible to say such weak words to an enemy who has already lost the ability to fight back.

Lori glanced at the reactions of the Earth Lord and the Storm Lord... They remained unmoved, as if they hadn't heard anything.

It seems that such aftereffects are quite normal.

It is estimated that there will be some lingering effects.

No wonder these gods have always been so lenient with this sea man, letting him squeeze toothpaste all he wants.

In this state, it's best for the Goddess of the Night not to go out.

Then he began to ponder what the sea man had revealed.

It was clearly the Lord of Time and Space, Trahiel, who summoned the undead, so why is it William who is in charge of them?

Is this an alliance formed by two time travelers?

What about Hill?
Regardless of which country they come from, they probably all know that a triangle is the most stable.

It's even more impossible for two people to form an alliance while simultaneously keeping a close relationship with him and avoiding any third party involvement. That would be asking for trouble.

So, Hill is a native human of Trahir... Trahir, Hill, is there some connection between them?
"Is Oises, the ruler of this world, anything special about him?" Lori asked loudly.

"Special? Nothing special about him. His brain is like that of an earth god forged from stone."

The seaman answered very fluently, using standard adjectives that he often used.

"Isn't the main element of your planet also earth?" the Earth Lord asked, puzzled. "Then how did Triton have the nerve to steal it?"

Besides, what's the point of stealing it?

That type of planet, even if completely submerged by oceans, would only collapse!

Although he appeared more natural, the Lord of the Earth still had sufficient control over the land, including the underground, so he understood that Triton could not completely take over that world.

But if you can't take over, yet you want to become the master of that world... what kind of thinking would make this seem normal?

“Triton’s initial goal was simply to gain a foothold in Oiseus,” the sea man replied helplessly. “Although Oiseus was unhappy, it actually tolerated him.”

After all, he did bring a different aura to that planet.

Although Oiseus had a unique way of thinking, he was also very curious.

However, Triton did not expect that the fragment of the goddess of love used to corrupt the sea goddess would attract Gaia.

A bitter tone gradually crept into Hai Ren's voice: "Terry Tong hopes to have a place where he can live a comfortable life."

That means you have to stay away from the other Greek gods.

Especially his biological father, Poseidon.

Gaia, on the other hand, has countless ways to make Poseidon charge directly into Oiseus.

In that case, all our previous efforts would have been in vain.

"Hmm? What is he doing now?" the Goddess of Wealth asked curiously.

Although I don't know much about the Greek pantheon, anyone with a little knowledge would not doubt the father-son relationship there.

That's absolutely awful.

After all, patricide is a tradition and a mainstream practice.

“Even though he lost so badly that his avatar was devoured by demons and his son was torn apart by demons and devils, Gaia still managed to send the message to Poseidon with the last bit of power he had left.” The strange man’s face showed endless sorrow. “Fortunately, at that time, the Lady of Pain and her City of Mark were still there.”

After confirming that the Lady of Pain had agreed to do Amannatha a favor, Poseidon asked Triton to assist her.

"He's really that obedient?" The Goddess of the Night didn't believe it. "Judging from the fact that at least half of your ten sentences are false, I absolutely do not believe that Triton would be someone who would blindly obey a father who wants to escape."

"The Queen of the Sea, Triton's mother, is still with Poseidon!" the sea man blurted out. "Although she can restrain Poseidon's pursuit of Triton, she is also the reason why Triton cannot go too far."

Does Lady Pain really want to give Poseidon face?

But when she still had feelings, all the warmth and care she received came from there.

She didn't want the past to disappear completely either.

"Is something wrong with Poseidon's world?" the goddess of wealth immediately asked.

"Yes." The seaman nodded in agreement. "Although the world of the sea is beautiful, it is indeed not suitable for human inheritance."

In the Greek pantheon, most of the divine roles existed for the benefit of humankind.

If one remains in seclusion for too long, one's divine power will not only fail to increase, but will actually begin to decrease.

Especially the Goddess of the Hearth.

Humanity is dwindling, and there's no way to replenish our numbers from Amn..."

"Hmm?" the Goddess of Wealth immediately asked, "Why?"

"The man the Lady of Pain ran away from was Set, the Grim Reaper of Amn," the Sea Man sighed. "And the dowry he offered was 100,000 people."

After the woman of pain ran away from her arranged marriage, Seth chose to go find her himself... In order to legally bring her back, Seth could not take back his betrothal gifts.

That's how humanity came to exist in that world.

Poseidon provided them with ships, the sea queen provided them with provisions, and the fire goddess provided them with fire that wouldn't ignite the ships…

"The goddess of the hearth went with Poseidon?" Lori was startled and couldn't help but ask, "How could that be? What is Zeus doing? Isn't that his most respected elder sister?"

"You actually know so much about the Greek pantheon?" The sea man couldn't help but glance at the crystal-clear, luxurious palace that was impossible to see from the outside. "Then you should also know that the goddess of the hearth has always felt that her three younger brothers all have their own troubles and are all very good children."

If Zeus had told her from the beginning that Mount Olympus was preparing for a mass exodus, the goddess of the hearth would certainly have demanded that Hades and Poseidon's entire family be taken along.

Zeus could not possibly agree to that.

Without the protection of Mount Olympus, he might not be a match for Poseidon, let alone Hades.

(End of this chapter)