Chapter 388 Special Reasons
While Emperor Zhaowu was thrilled by the news of the Sea Clan's reappearance, he was unaware that the Sea Clan's leader had already arrived in the territory of the Great Xia.
"Are you a sea creature?" Allen asked in surprise, looking at Debbie across from him.
Why is Lord Allen so surprised?
Allen politely sensed Debbie's aura briefly, then said, "I've met a girl similar to you, whose aura was even purer than yours, but she said she wasn't a sea creature!"
"Are you talking about Shia?" Debbie smiled. This powerful elven was indeed as Shia had described: strong, elegant, ruthless, and fond of taking things seriously.
"Oh! You know Shia?" the great elf said calmly, his expression unreadable.
“Shia is my daughter. She mentioned you to me, which is why I have traveled a long way to come here to talk to you about some things.”
"Before we discuss anything, I need to confirm one thing! Do you have the Fountain of Life?"
"Lord Allen, our journey from the Western Continent to the East has already demonstrated our sincerity. Don't you think you've been extremely rude?"
"This is a very important issue for me!" Allen said calmly and firmly. Although Qin Mo said he had already resolved his physical problems, Allen still felt he should help his "weak" sworn brother strengthen his body.
Debbie's anger flared up immediately. Whenever they came into contact with the sea creatures, they would try every means to seize the Fountain of Life. Their greed disgusted Debbie immensely.
However, the elves have always been an arrogant race. When the elves were besieged by the orcs and were on the verge of extinction, they did not ask for help from others, which shows their proud nature.
Now that Allen, this powerful elven, has so openly mentioned the Fountain of Life, Debbie is greatly disappointed. Has the noble elven race declined? Is it still worthwhile to form an alliance with them?
Prome knew Debbie's temper perfectly. The strength Allen displayed the night before last might inspire awe in her, but it would never allow her to suppress her little temper.
"Why does Lord Allen insist on the Fountain of Life?" Promi asked before Debbie could react.
"It's not that I need it, it's... my brother needs it!"
Allen, perhaps realizing he had been too direct, apologized and said, "Please don't misunderstand, the Fountain of Life has nothing to do with what you're about to discuss with me. I will pay you a sufficient reward separately!"
The great elf's sincere expression softened Debbie's expression. As long as there was sincerity, anything could be discussed. Although the Fountain of Life was precious and rare, squeezing out a little bit wouldn't be impossible.
But Debbie was clearly not as quick-witted as Prome, who was good at intelligence. When she heard Allen mention "brother," she remembered something Shia had casually mentioned.
"Mr. Allen, is your brother Qin Mo?"
"Do you know Qin Mo?" The great elf's eyes warmed, and her voice carried a hint of concern.
"We met him in Rome. His Highness Qin Mo has already obtained the Fountain of Life, so you need not worry!"
Prometheus spoke skillfully. He said that Qin Mo "obtained" the Fountain of Life, but he didn't say that it was the "compensation" Qin Mo deserved. Moreover, Qin Mo had only "obtained" the Fountain of Life; he didn't use it himself but instead used it on Saint Heather.
The great elf's handsome and aloof face softened considerably, and his eyes revealed an undisguised joy.
"How is Xiao Mo doing? Is his training at the Roman Temple going smoothly?"
"Don't you have any communication?"
Promi was somewhat surprised. He could tell that Allen's concern for Qin Mo seemed genuine, but Allen hadn't known about Qin Mo's situation for so long. With the power of a high-ranking official, communicating with Rome shouldn't be difficult!
“He has grown up and should be able to handle things on his own. I have always forbidden his family from communicating with him, so as not to cause him any worries that might affect his spiritual practice. It was only after his child was born yesterday that his two younger siblings sent him a letter.”
Allen's impression of Qin Mo was still from when they went north to Ulan-Ude to fight the orcs. Qin Mo liked to slack off and bully the weak while fearing the strong. When she encountered a powerful opponent, she would immediately ask Allen for help. This time, he was determined to let Qin Mo experience training on her own.
Looking at Allen, who had the air of a dignified elder brother, Promi couldn't help but scoff inwardly: "Your sworn brother is living the high life in the West. Not only is he having an affair with my daughter, but he's also keeping a holy servant as his mistress. He's living the high life!"
But Pulami wouldn't tell Allen these things. Instead, he focused on telling Allen about Qin Mo's battle with the orcs in the White Sea, portraying Allen as a passionate, resilient, and courageous young orc shaman who dared to challenge evil.
"Oh! As Your Excellency Pulami said, although Xiaomo's cultivation level hasn't been constantly breaking through, her combat strength is comparable to that of the Beastman King?" Allen's eyes sparkled with delight upon hearing Pulami's description.
Prami lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying, "The last time I saw him in Rome, his aura had changed. Perhaps... he had broken through."
Debbie chimed in, "I also think Qin Mo's aura is strange. Although it looks very natural, it's... hard to sense and hard to grasp. Anyway, it seems very strong."
After Qin Mo emerged from the Moon Palace of the Elven Royal Court, he developed a mysterious connection with the celestial stars, making his aura truly unpredictable. No wonder Debbie and her husband couldn't sense his true power level.
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