Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 697 'Contaminated' Emotions
Lori glanced at Travis silently, then suddenly realized something: the relationship between the White Dragon King and the Goddess of the Night, and the connection between the White Dragon King and Travis.

If Travis hadn't immediately changed the subject, and had instead offered a polite, comforting greeting to the goddess of the night—whose tone was harsh yet tinged with sadness—as is typical of aristocratic social interaction, then things would have been quite interesting.

The White Dragon King, within the Church of the Night, is always portrayed as a loser who, despite his unrequited love for the Goddess of the Night and his sacrifice of everything, only received rain.

Among those who sacrificed themselves was Travis's close ally and symbiotic partner, Luscania.

If Travis were to join this chaotic relationship... then a rift would inevitably form between him and the White Dragon King.

Even if they both knew it wasn't true, neither the White Dragon King nor the White Dragon King cared about their reputations... but who would want to become a link in a complicated relationship?

The kind of place where if you get together, you'll be surrounded by countless crickets.

Having just seen off the Sea Man, the Goddess of the Night has already set her sights on Travis... She's truly utterly chaotic!

Lowry grew increasingly apprehensive as he looked at her.

Travis's quick thinking allowed him to escape from that almost seamlessly orchestrated scheme.

What if it were him?
Sure enough, he's a homebody by choice.

Lori once again mentally calculated the magic array in her castle area, and slowly began to formulate new plans.

His original plan was to first build a small fortress in the Astral Plane, which is closer to the dragon's lair and opposite the realm of the gods.

This is urgent work; it must be completed before Charles gets too old.

Although Lowry provided ample support and Charles himself worked very hard, his talent was ultimately limited.

Varela's adventure was certainly wonderful, but not everyone gets to have that opportunity.

For Charles himself, being able to bypass his dismal talent, become a swordsman, and live to be 150 years old was already so perfect that he would laugh in his dreams.

The child was even considering the family cemetery... It's highly unlikely that Lori and Mrs. Agnes will need it, so it would be best to make the cemetery into a circular garden pattern consisting of four plots.

The four plots of land centered around the four siblings will naturally be inhabited by their respective subordinates in the future.

Most people actually stay with their relatives and live in the cemetery in Qingfeng Territory.

Therefore, those who remain in the cemetery in the end are probably like the siblings, without parents or relatives, who can stay with them forever.

Especially him.

Charles had a very good plan, even romanticizing his own death... but he was only in his forties.

When he truly feels the passage of time and wrinkles creep onto his young and handsome face, will he still be able to maintain his decision to greet death with a smile?
Especially when the siblings are still young and strong.

Even if he regrets it one day, Lowry won't think he did anything wrong.

Few people can think the same way they did a hundred years ago.

Therefore, he felt that he could not just wait there for the world to reopen; he had to prepare in advance, at least to have the basic structure of a fortress.

When needed, Charles can be sent up directly.

Lowry would never consider anyone else's Star Fortress... Just seeing how crazy Professor Alslan was about his territory, he knew without a doubt how painful it was.

That was still a stronghold for his own family!

Although the fortress in Al-Saran may have been built by then, the teacher had more than one student, and he also had family members he couldn't let go of.

If Lowry had gone there himself, he might have been in a better situation, but what about his subordinates?
You don't even need to think about how you'll be ostracized!
So, although the Star Fortress was indeed expensive to build, Lowry still managed to put together one.

It's not great, but it's usable enough to support at least a hundred or so people.

But that was in the case that, according to the gods' initial predictions, the world was not expected to open until at least fifty years later.

At this point, everyone's started making random moves, using every possible method, no matter how risky... How could we possibly drag this out until so late?

Although no god publicly told Lori that time had changed, they were all frantically accelerating his progress.

If that's the case... then the end of the Tower Lord will come in just a few years.

Once he dies, won't the magic tower be able to be built?
Moreover, since the River Styx will arrive at the same time, the Elemental Realm will certainly be able to open its gates as well.

With four elemental pools, it's naturally easier to create one.

Then he'd better change the shape of this star fortress.

At the very least, enough space must be left for the element pool, and enough energy patterns must lead to each room.

So, should he cut a circle in the middle of the hexagonal fortress he originally planned to build, or simply fill in the outer layer with a circle?

Lowry, head bowed and pondering his future path, stared intently at the floor, one hand pressing firmly on Lily's head... He would never leave his little palace until the passage in this dimensional space reopened.

Lily can't go out either.

The Lord of Ice was overthinking it; he would never step into this dimensional space again. Even though the ice fish circling around it looked plump and tender, enough to make the little dragons gain dozens of pounds more.

Lowry grabbed the management center with his other hand, carefully examined the special tools used in the palace, and nodded slightly.

"Lori~" Travis walked in with a relaxed expression. "The gods' discussion is over, we can go back now."

"Huh?" Lori looked at him innocently. "Isn't the Lord of Storms going back?"

"They're planning to go check on the Tower Lord together," Travis said with a smile. "The Storm Lord will definitely be coming along; he's a key fighter!"

"Over at Scroll Mountain... the Lord of Knowledge seems to still be there, right?" Lori asked tentatively.

“What can he do?” Travis smiled. “He’s willing to sacrifice even Scroll Mountain to preserve his power… So even if he hates the Lord of the Tower, he’ll at most go and cheer him on.”

Or, do not do even that.

After all, he clearly wanted to remain neutral.

Travis's cold, mocking face seemed to say: "A deranged bastard!"

He is neutral, among the gods of this world.

Regardless of what the White Dragon King was or what he did before, he will be the White Dragon King of this world from now on.

Travis's neutrality means that even if the Goddess of the Night and her allies are unhappy, that's all they'll do.

But what about the Lord of Knowledge?

His neutrality is absolute, without distinction between inside and outside.

Of course, this doesn't mean he wouldn't resist when invaded by foreign enemies; the Lord of Knowledge would still stand up in this regard.

But once the fight is over, that's it; he won't consider those foreign gods as enemies.

Although the Goddess of the Night is a bit crazy and acts recklessly, Travis can still understand her.

The so-called Lord of Knowledge... Since gods are divided into different worlds, there must be differences!

If everyone were like him, what difference would there be between Toril's Ogmar and him?
Why does it have to be him, the master of knowledge, squatting there?
If Travis hadn't repeatedly confirmed that this guy was definitely not that Ogmar from Toril, nor a descendant of him or a god... he really suspected that one day the statues in the Cathedral of the Lord of Knowledge would suddenly undergo a major transformation.

But judging from the performance of these goddesses of the night today, it's not just that.

That guy is probably just naturally that kind of sloppy.

No wonder, even the Lord of Ice had no one willing to lend him a hand at a crucial moment, but when Scroll Mountain was blown to ashes, not a single god came to his aid.

Whether to save him or not, the Lord of Knowledge will have the same opinion, so who would save him?
It's not that saving someone is about getting a life-saving favor in return, but you can't expect to see their expressionless face after saving them!

Nobody wants to make a fool of themselves.

Lowry understood Travis's dissatisfaction, but still smiled and said, "The multiverse has always been inclusive."

Travis quickly grasped the key point in the child's words: the type of Lord of Knowledge is actually quite common in the multiverse.

Indeed, the reason why the Lord of Knowledge is so prominent in their world is actually because there are too few gods.

Each one has its own unique characteristics.

Even so, there are still gods like the Lord of Knowledge who have survived!
He cannot assume that the Lord of Knowledge, who thinks rationally about everything, is problematic simply because other gods express their emotions too readily.

If the other person can stay in this world, then there's no problem.

Travis suddenly felt a chill run down his spine... Only when he thought of this did he snap out of his daze, cold sweat streaming down his back.

What's wrong with him?
How dare you think there's something wrong with a god before you've even become one?

If things are truly as these gods appear, then the fact that the Lord of Knowledge, who relies entirely on his own efforts, has been able to maintain his independence proves his strength!

But this is not the impression that the Lord of Knowledge gives to the world.

He should have kept his distance from such a being, so why did he suddenly feel like he was still in the Dark Night... Hmm... Shouldn't he be checking with the Lord of Storms for everything?
Why is the goddess of the night constantly on my mind?

"She's not letting you go out, it's really for your own good!" After thinking for a long time, Travis finally spoke slowly, "Is this the danger from the gods?"

When he went out, he didn't feel much pressure, so he completely overlooked the fact that these gods were beings that mortals could not look directly at.

The Storm Lord's performance during his time at Lori Castle blinded him.

But the Lord of Storms is their lord, and goodwill has been present from the very beginning.

The Goddess of the Night is not.

The same applies to the others; the Lord of Storms may tolerate their existence, but that doesn't mean they have to be treated well.

Before the righteous starry sky existed, who was Travis?
(End of this chapter)