Mage with knife

The King of Gods is awesome, but even Dick can't reach it. As long as you, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, can cover me, that's good. Besides, your boss, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, is not a King of Gods either.

This incident, so far, has been resolved satisfactorily. To put it bluntly, Dick's deployment of troops to attack this time is not reasonable. If the higher-ups don't agree, then you, Dick, are not being reasonable.

Fortunately, Frank didn't do anything impressive in the royal city. This time, Dick landed safely.

To be honest, Dick doesn't want to cause trouble. However, once trouble comes to Dick's head, sometimes Dick will be impulsive. Whoever hangs out in the royal city has no boss? Isn't it good for everyone to live in harmony?

Back on Peach Blossom Island, Dick continued to be his otaku general. There was no big deal, and Dick's direct supervisors would not bother Dick.

"Dick!" A white figure appeared, it was Frank's handsome accomplice.

"Nadal, what are you doing with me?" Of course, Dick was not polite to Frank's accomplices.

"Dick, I was indeed tricked by Frank. That woman is actually one of Frank's mistresses..."

Dick looked at Nadal strangely. What is this? Is he confessing or complaining? Inexplicably, Dick didn't feel the malice of Nadal, the handsome man in white.

It stands to reason that Dick cannot feel kindness or malice among people without the power of faith. Why can this Nadal make Dick feel that this guy has no malice?

Since he felt this way, Dick still believed in his feelings.

"Nadal, you suffered a loss once, and you will learn a lesson next time." Dick said something to comfort Nadal, "The world is dangerous, so think about it more when you encounter problems. If it doesn't work, it won't be troublesome to consult your seniors, right?"

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"My third uncle will only scold me. I have practiced well, but the third uncle still scolds me..."

Come on! I met a parent who manages his children rudely. Elders in the God Realm are not necessarily parents. Nephews and grandnephews are also direct relatives and very close. Who can tell who is the most capable among the elders in the family?

Forget it.

It is estimated that if Nadal's direct parents, grandfather, etc. are not very talented, of course, it is up to the third uncle who is relatively capable to take care of it. Of course, if you are not very talented, your elders will not bother to take care of you, right?

Listening to Nadal, this guy's cultivation talent is still very good. In less than five thousand years of cultivation, the six artistic conceptions of the strongest element, the wind element, have almost reached the level of god. Much better than Dick, who has both water and fire abilities.

The sixth artistic conception of the series has not yet been touched.

This guy turns out to be the main fighter of the wind element, no wonder he is so fast. What this guy means is that his third uncle is also the strongest in the wind element, so he pays special attention and care to the junior Nadal, who is extremely talented in the wind element.

Is it good to have a direct elder who cares and takes care of him? Okay, of course. Dick wishes he had a powerful elder to protect him. Who doesn't want to be a 'rich second generation'? The starting point is high.

"Nadal, what do you think? Do you want to run away from home too?"

"Running away from home? Let's forget it. I think you are doing a very satisfying job as the general stationed on the island." It turns out that Nadal is envious of his position.

"Nadal, your third uncle will probably not agree, right?"

"Yeah, he doesn't care about everything. It's so depressing." Nadal had said enough.

"That's not okay, Nadal. With this kind of management method, you have become a flower in the greenhouse. It's useless but not attractive."

"So, I still want to fight you. I heard that you are very powerful in the middle god. I want to try fighting with you to see what level I am." Is Nadal really stupid? Even a fool can't practice.

What a god. Being deceived by Frank was part of the reason. I guess this guy also took advantage of the situation and looked for an opportunity to have a fight with Dick.

"Nadal, this kind of competition is meaningless. It's not a fight to the death."

"Yeah?"

"Why not? We have no grievances. Once we fight to the death, we will lose a god's clone or something like that. Isn't it necessary?" Dick would not fight to the death unless he had to. What's more, this Nadal

I have no hostility towards myself.

"The only chance is for the reservists in the royal city. The reservists in the royal city often go out to perform missions. They fight life and death, and the casualties are also very high. I guess your third uncle will not agree. Nadal, you are really living a useless life.

." Dick also sighed.

"I'm not a coward. I'll go to the Royal City Reserve to sign up."

Isn't it? Looking at Nadal's leaving figure, he didn't say anything, but this guy actually lost his temper. If this guy really went to the reserves to fight and did something bad, what would he do if his third uncle came to find him?

Behind a large rock on a cliff, a figure appeared.

"Senior, you are really... following closely enough." Dick didn't know what to say. There were many people who hoped for their children to become successful. Isn't this person going too far? If it were placed in the 21st century on earth, one family would

Children, there are quite a few parents like this. However, this is a world of gods where humans cannibalize humans, and actually...

"Is it too much?" The yellow-faced god looked calm. In fact, he was a little embarrassed inside. Some things were family matters, and Nadal, a kid like him, told outsiders just like that.

Theoretically, even the yellow-faced deity knows what he is doing is wrong. How can a cultivator protect him so tightly? He cannot develop his true skills at all.

However, it is rare to find such a talented person in the family who is so similar to me...

"Senior, maybe it's not too late for you to stop him now."

"Forget it, it's already like this, let him try." The yellow-faced god looked at Dick, "Dick, if you have a chance, take care of Nadal."

"Senior, aren't you lying to others? If I still take care of him, why would you let him go to the reserve?" Dick was truly speechless. Besides, Dick couldn't bear the responsibility for a child who was being looked after so closely.

"I understand, even you despise him." The yellow-faced god shook his head. The grandnephew he cultivated by himself has only limited cultivation and cannot be recognized by outsiders.

"Senior, if you take care of him for a few more years, he will probably become a god. Senior, the god is not a child anymore, right? That's almost it. Senior, go and find out, in my peach blossom city, there is a runaway from home."

There are too many children, and those who are not relying on their own efforts...

Hey! It’s up to you, don’t wait until something happens to Nadal in the future and you’ll blame it on me.”

Dick really wanted to put his ugly words up front. Dick didn't want to offend a higher god for no reason.

"Okay, I understand." The yellow-faced god seemed to have made a lot of determination, "Look back, if Nadal's kid comes to see you, just tell him that I am going away and let him... himself

Be careful."

Going on a long trip? Dick saw a trace of determination on the yellow-faced god's face. Forget it, if you have a chance, you can just convey your private matters to yourself.

The yellow-faced god is gone. Perhaps, the yellow-faced god and Nadal are just an episode in his life.