Chapter 16 My Lord

The banshees looked at each other and exchanged glances, and a few of them gathered together, discussing something in a low voice.

Occasionally, a few eyes would fall on Xius, and then quickly look away.

Zeus sighed softly. It was obvious that these banshees had really taken his words to heart and no longer regarded him as a god.

He had no regrets, just a little disappointed.

These banshees might be of great help to his territory. He has a lot of troubles now. Moreover, they are genuine supernatural creatures. He has seen with his own eyes how these banshees fight.

What's more, they worship themselves as gods. Gods. Ash stood not far from Zeus. Zeus' words just now made her bow her head and ponder for a long time. Now she frowned and opened her mouth to say something, but the complex emotions surging in her chest made her not know how to start.

She wasn't that good with words.

At this time, a petite figure swam over, smiled at Ash, and then came in front of Zeus.

"Hello, my name is Monica." She looked at Hughes.

Xius looked at the little girl with some surprise.

She seemed to be the youngest among this group of banshees, and there was still a hint of childishness on her young face.

Her scales were emerald green, her hair was emerald green, and her emerald eyes were like coral in the shallow sea.

"You said you are a lord. I don't know much about the humans on land. I wonder if this is your territory. Can you take us in?"

Hughes' eyes lit up.

"Of course, according to the investiture book, half of the Storm Ocean is my legal territory. Her Majesty did not say whether it is the upper half or the lower half."

The enthronement letter was deliberately written vaguely. If he could really turn the Storm Ocean into the empire's territory, the Queen would confer the title of prince on him overnight.

Ash thought about it seriously and said, "Then we are born half of your subjects."

Half a citizen? That's an interesting statement.

Xius raised an eyebrow and couldn't help laughing: "Yes."

"You won't refuse the loyalty of your subjects, right? You have personally acknowledged us as 'half subjects'."

"Of course, but how can you be half loyal?"

"We will all be loyal to you from now on - you didn't say whether it was the first half or the second half." Monica smiled slyly, "We weren't subjects before."

Hughes took a breath. Cold water.

This little girl is so good at fooling people. It’s a pity that she doesn’t go to church to preach.

The banshees also started laughing, and after Monica's nonsense, the atmosphere finally became lively.

Ash beside him also looked over with sharp eyes.

Zeus was a little confused. How could these banshees choose him? Why did they trust him so much? They believed that he was the god who saved them, and now they wanted to pledge allegiance to him.

Zeus just noticed that after Monica jokingly said "We will all be loyal from now on", the eyes of many banshees lit up.

He didn't quite understand why, after he said he was not a god and refused the witches' worship, they trusted him even more.

What Zeus didn't know was that the words that expressed his true feelings to him were actually shocking to the world.

As a modern man, he has witnessed the greatness of human beings in a world without gods, so it is natural that he does not think that the so-called gods are such great beings.

When he said that he was not a god, he felt a bit proud in his heart, the pride of being a mortal.

This subconscious expression did not escape the keen senses of these banshees. They could feel that Zeus really disdained to become a god.

What kind of existence could be disdainful of gods? The human in front of him was as weak as a swimming fish, but he had no fear at all. The symbiotic contract could be reached directly. He was clearly pushed to the throne of God, but he abandoned it without hesitation, as if it was covered with seashells.

He also possessed extensive knowledge, and he easily broke the curse that had plagued his people for thousands of years.

He is still a lord, and the Banshee has no home.

The banshees exchanged glances with each other, and an inexplicable atmosphere gradually began to spread.

Ash also felt the change in the atmosphere. She hesitated for a moment, then her eyes gradually became firm. She then stood up and spoke loudly to the people around her: "My people! It's time to make a decision. Let's connect together again!"

After saying that, she gently closed her eyes.

The long silver-white hair swayed gently in the sea, and the banshees closed their eyes one after another.

What are they doing? Hughes looked around curiously.

The banshees all looked serious. Even the youngest, Monica, crossed her fingers across her chest and closed her eyes quietly.

At this moment, all the banshees closed their eyes, but Zeus felt something was wrong. He vaguely sensed something strange through the symbiotic contract.

It was as if these banshees had become a whole.

Is this another ability of the Banshee? I'll have to ask about it when I get a chance.

All this did not puzzle him for too long. Almost in a moment, all the banshees opened their eyes at the same time.

Ash let out a long breath, her expression relaxed a little, she slowly swam in front of Zeus and said solemnly: "The Banshee tribe is willing to follow you and become your subjects."

Zeus felt something and looked around. The banshees around him had different heights and appearances, but the same light was flashing in their eyes.

"So, this is what you all think?"

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Zeus had a vague guess, thinking of the Banshee's innate ability of symbiotic contract, that the fact that they all closed their eyes just now might be some kind of mental communication among the entire tribe.

I have to say, it was very efficient. Considering the previous dispute at the entrance to the Abyss, they all abided by the final decision.

Ash bent down again, but this time she did not kneel, her long silver hair floating in the water.

“We would like to follow in your footsteps.”

"This is not from prophecy, tradition, or anything else, but our will."

She paused, as if listening to the words coming from her mind.

“We may not understand all of your ideas yet, but we can feel your will.”

Zeus turned around and looked around. The banshees looked at him, and suddenly he understood that the banshees did not communicate only through language. His struggle, his thinking, and his final unwavering will gradually infected the banshees around him. Even though they could not understand, they could still feel his determination.

They chose to believe him.

This is not only a gratitude to him, but also a decision they made after considering the fate of their ethnic group.

The Banshees are truly a magical race. The invisible power in their hearts gathers together like a silent chorus. This inexplicable atmosphere makes Zeus feel like his blood is boiling.

Ash took a step forward.

"Your will is our destiny."

"My Lord and my Overlord."

The banshees all lowered their heads.

Zeus stood at the bottom of the sea. There was no light in the deep sea, but the colorful scales of the Banshee were like gems shining in the sun, or like the stained glass on the dome of a church, casting a sacred and dazzling light.

So beautiful.

At this moment, the light surrounded him, making the cold deep sea a little warmer.

Zeus seemed to be able to hear countless heartbeats, gradually merging into one, just like the gazes falling on him.

That is the power of trust.

"I see." He straightened up.

"My name is Hughes Corsica Simmons Stuart, the Border Earl of Castel Island in the Saint Mir Empire. By virtue of the Holy Covenant and the Letter of Canonization by Her Majesty the Queen, I am the legal lord of this place, and I accept your allegiance."

"My people."

"Welcome to my territory."

He looked at the shining eyes around him and whispered: "Welcome home."

(End of this chapter)