Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 66 - 62 Hill Almost Overturned_2

66: Chapter 62 Hill Almost Overturned_2

66 -62 Hill Almost Overturned_2

“A fine mage marries an idiot noble.”

Hill tried to remain calm and asked, “His Majesty the King?”

“Ah, it’s nothing.

As part of your mother’s design, I will give you half the income.

The rest is my commission!”

Hill thought for a moment, “Please allow me to dedicate it all to you, His Majesty the King!

This income is given by the Undead out of respect for you; it has nothing to do with me.”

“It’s not just a little!

Did your mother never tell you anything?”

“These jewelry pieces were treasures her mother never wore.

My mother is not much of a talker.

I have kept all the pieces she wore!

Mages generally don’t wear these styles of jewelry; they’re useless.”

“So she never wore them?” William murmured, “It would have been nice if she had, then I might have been able to communicate with her; nobles from other worlds aren’t like those in the novels.”

Hill was relieved that this was a conversation via a communicator; otherwise, his pounding heart would have certainly given him away.

“No need to say more, consider this money a gift for an old friend’s child.”

“Old friend?” Hill was puzzled.

“Ah!

We’ve spoken a few times before, too bad your mother was blinded by love, a classic result of reading too many romance novels.

Naive girls should not read such novels.

Believing them too simply, that’s what happened to your mother.

Educate your children well in the future.”

William ended the communication, and Hill collapsed into his chair, feeling drained.

What on earth was William’s past!

Why did he know so much about Western royal jewelry!

And, rich lady, why don’t you just use it instead of applying for copyright?

All his careful thinking, his cautious planning, and in the end, he was defeated by a jewelry designer.

Hill didn’t think William actually trusted him; he would definitely be under observation for a while.

What’s frightening is that there’s a god above!

The terrible crash sent Hill lying painfully on the desk, unable to move for a long time.

Indeed, greed strikes like lightning!

Hill encouraged himself, he must pull himself together.

If he gritted his teeth and didn’t let go, he could make it through.

Hill was thrown directly into Melanie’s belly when she was close to a miscarriage, and he was born the second year after William reincarnated.

No matter how much William knew, he couldn’t possibly know everything about a fetus’s months of consciousness, could he?

He glanced at his communicator: William, you dog, using divine power like that, how can you still dare to talk on a compromised communicator!

His tone was subdued as he ordered Srei to contact List.

“Sir?”

“Contact my grandfather immediately!”

“Yes, sir!” Sensing the urgency, List quickly contacted Fran.

“Hill, what happened now?” Adrian’s voice came through, “I’ve already asked Diamant to notify your teacher, he’ll be here soon.”

Fran arrived almost instantly, “What’s wrong?”

“Grandfather, can divine power just connect directly to our communicators?”

“William?

In Saral, he’s pretty much omnipotent.”

Fran said helplessly, “Why would he suddenly invade your communicator?

He represents the deities, it shouldn’t be so impolite without cause.”

“Uncle Adrian, do you remember those terrifying pieces of jewelry from my mother’s storage?

The kind you said she must have been out of her mind to keep.”

“I remember, what about them?

Just piles of useless gems!”

“The Undead took a liking to their look and got permission from William to use them in their world.”

“Are there such gems without elemental power in the Undead World?” Adrian keenly said, “It appears that those attributeless crystals might also originate from that world.”

Fran asked, “Melanie’s jewelry, they find it attractive?

So, Melanie just wanted it for the pretty looks?”

Hill felt Fran getting a bit confused and hurriedly continued, “William said he’s giving me half of the income from the jewelry designs as a gift for an old friend’s child.

Do they know each other?”

“They definitely know each other, but probably weren’t close.

Melanie liked to play around in the court,” Fran said sadly.

“I don’t know everyone she knew.

As an unmarried prince, William was quite notable in the court.

If Melanie spent much time with him, someone would have told me.”

“They were about the same age, definitely a reasonable attention.

After all, Melanie was truly beautiful,” Adrian added.

“William said my mother was naive,” Hill couldn’t help but say, “too many knight novels.”

“It shows that an intelligent man won’t easily fall for a woman just because she is beautiful” Fran concluded, “At most, he saw someone he used to know, took some interest, and that’s it.

No need to worry.

Hill, just keep the money.

It’s not going to be much anyway.”

“Okay, Grandfather,” Hill finally calmed down.

Fortunately, his purpose for leaving was to travel, so it wouldn’t be strange for him to be far from Saral.

Fran said, “Once you leave Haifasardo, William’s reach probably won’t extend that far.

Even those above won’t bother helping him monitor you.

But still, be cautious since he might try to contact you through the Divine Kingdom.”

In the end, he said, “William said he’s an old friend of your mother’s, and it was just an excuse to connect with you through your communicator.

Later, even if he contacts you again, he can claim it’s just out of concern for an old friend’s child.

No need to worry too much; you haven’t said anything secretive here.

Whatever you know, the deities know too.

Keep the communication open in the future; don’t let it hinder you.”

“Yes, Grandfather,” Hill briskly replied.

It seemed he hadn’t answered wrongly; to the mages, the appearance of the jewelry wasn’t important—it obviously wasn’t valuable.

Hill sighed in relief.

Suddenly, he remembered and quickly said, “The Undead said that William might sell the store in advance; they have already started saving up.

I think William might not leave any space for the great nobility, Grandfather, you should watch out for his notices.”

Fran was a bit surprised, “William really doesn’t regard the nobility highly!

His thoughts have sync with the deities now, haven’t they?

Got it, I’ll have Adrian contact the people from Kexlote every day.”

“Okay, Teacher.”

Hill continued, “Uncle Adrian, Perfect Bald has ordered 100 shop cores; do you have time to make them?”

“Of course!

Is it for opening a store?

Quite a quick response.

But with so many people from the Undead, can’t they sell on their own?”

“The ones who come to this world are Professionals; not many would be willing to sell the goods themselves,” Hill said.

“That’s true.

Although it seems undignified, they still have some professional pride!

100, no problem.”

“Baldy said he would often go there to collect the goods, the sooner he gets them, the sooner he can open the store.”

“Okay, I know.

It’s a good time to arrange the Alchemists who followed over.”

After cutting off the communication, Hill vigorously rubbed his hair.

He really had let his guard down!

He must be more careful in the future.

Run the store for another day, then go to Keslow, stay for a couple of days, and then quickly leave.

Feeling guilty makes it easy to make big mistakes; it’s better to stay hidden.

Srei looked at the disheartened Hill and asked cautiously, “Sir, would you like to see today’s income?”

“No, Srei,” Hill said, leaning on his forehead, “Just sell casually tomorrow.

During the collection, remember to save as much of the attributeless crystals as possible; use up the ones we brought first.”

“Yes, Sir,” Srei looked at him, “Sir, would you like to rest early?”

Hill shook his head, “I’m going to take a bath, and then meditate.

Too much happened today.

I definitely won’t be able to sleep.”

Fortunately, his store was equipped as a Mid-level Magic Tower; even the deities couldn’t see inside.

The only linked communicator Hill had, he couldn’t give up.

Just hang in there!

Either it would be a complete disaster, or he’d deceive them all.

After meditating all night, Hill awoke the next morning completely calm.

Still leaning by the window in the morning, watching Cohen fight the vast sky.

During the day, he still went to the shop to observe the Undead.

At night, Baldy came with a group to say farewell and also asked Hill about his plans for the next day.

Hill smiled and said, “My carriage can’t be stored in a storage ring, so I have to go on my own.

But it’s fast; just follow the outside of The Great Wall, it only takes an hour.”

Baldy clicked his tongue enviously, “Then we’ll see each other in Keslow.

These next few days, we will also take the Teleportation Array over.”

Hill nodded with a smile.

With no further discussions that night, Hill got up early the next morning and packed up the shop.

The Puppet Horse was harnessed back into a carriage form.

With the sound of horseshoes, Hill sat with his eyes closed, trying to relax, waiting for the unknown journey to Keslow.