Chapter 1472: Land of Witch Women and Seventeen Societies

Your father? The former king?!?!?

Hearing the freckled prince's answer, Shaman Luojian, who was responsible for the reception, was greatly shocked, nearly popping his eyeballs out.

Wasn't it said that the old king was too sick to get out of bed and couldn't come? He wasn't on the personnel list I received either! How did he drag his sick body over here?

This... if the old king suddenly rushed over, not having the corresponding honor guard and reception specifications prepared was a small matter, but if he accidentally died of illness here and kicked the bucket alongside His Majesty the Great Witch King, then that would be a huge fucking problem!!!

"Has His Majesty Westeros also come?"

Glancing at the landing tower behind, and not seeing the "seriously ill old king," Shaman Luojian couldn't help but look at the freckled prince, asking with extreme nervousness:

"May I ask how His Majesty Westeros's health is? Does he need... No! Please wait a moment, I'll go find a witch doctor immediately!"

"No need."

Reaching out to stop the flustered Shaman Luojian, Li Ang glanced at Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, who had already gone numb on the road, and explained with a somewhat strained expression:

"His Majesty Westeros didn't come. Watching Watching Qiaoshuya was calling me just now."

So he didn't come!

After hearing Li Ang's first half, Shaman Luojian's tense body relaxed significantly, as if relieved of a heavy burden. After all, if that old king really died of illness on the way to the mission, then he would...

Wait a minute!

After replaying it several times in his mind and confirming he hadn't heard wrong, the black and green oil paint on Shaman Luojian's face twisted uncontrollably, and he asked with a completely stunned expression:

"Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya... was calling you just now? He... he called you father?!?!?!"

"Hmm."

"..."

Hmm your ass! Is this a problem that can be passed with a "hmm"?

Looking at Li Ang, who nodded and accepted the title, and then at the dejected Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, Luojian, who had become a Great Shaman at only thirty-five, felt as if his head had been hit head-on by a totem pole. His entire train of thought was blown up on the spot by the overwhelming amount of information.

You... he... you married his sister, but he calls you father? Is the seniority in your kingdom different from all other kingdoms, something you can just recognize at will?

Also, isn't this Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya hostile to you?

When I came, the president specifically instructed me to remember to probe Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya's attitude toward you, to see what he, who has origins with our Shaman Society, thinks of you and that Queen Veronica, and whether he is prepared to resist you.

So I just specifically asked you separately, asking Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya alone if he was "with" you, but you guys... this is more than just being together or not! You've even recognized a father!!!

"Alright, let's get down to business!"

Due to the restrictions of the 【Bedtime Story】, he couldn't say anything that "ruined his character." Li Ang really didn't know how to explain the father-son relationship between himself and Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, so he had to maintain the persona of the evil prince and urge impatiently:

"How are you doing the reception? Is my time something you can waste like this?"

"I... sorry, I just didn't expect..."

After being sprayed by Li Ang, Shaman Luojian, shocked by his discovery, finally came to his senses, then walked with his hands and feet moving in the same direction, leading the way while stumbling:

"Please follow me, the sled to the inner court is already prepared."

"Hmm."

Humming through his nose in an attitude that fit his persona, Li Ang took the timid maid, the drowsy guard, and his savage and arrogant son, and sat on a super-large sled waiting by the roadside.

And after Li Ang's group was seated in the sled, Shaman Luojian, with a highly complex expression, picked up the wooden whistle hanging on his chest as if he had seen a ghost, and blew twice at the tall moose in front of the sled.

"Doo! Doo!"

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Following Shaman Luojian's action, the high-pitched, clear whistle and the moose's dull, thick snorts sounded simultaneously. The red sled, wider than an eight-horse carriage, floated up from the street under the drag of two teams of nearly three-meter-tall moose.

"Ah!" The maid, who hadn't expected the sled to fly, screamed, hurriedly reaching out to grab the handle beside the seat.

Immediately after, the huge sled rose rapidly in her panicked expression, soon passing through the low clouds above the Secret Magic City and arriving at another strange venue filled with flying objects.

Tall flying horses with wings on their backs, huge leaves capable of carrying several adults, colorful magic carpets woven from some kind of thatch, hollow wooden pillars covered in oil paint and carvings...

Various messy flying props, supported by some strange power, floated above the clouds without any obstruction, flying toward different destinations in various strange ways.

"These... how can these people fly? Do they all have anomalous objects?"

"Hmph, just flying. Once I find that witch who wrote me the letter and take down the entire Land of Witch Women, I'll move all of this back!"

After being forced to say a declaration that fit his persona, the evil Prince Li Ang explained to his maid with a vicious tone:

"Although the Land of Witch Women is called the Land of Witch Women, there are actually very few witch women inside. Basically, it's only the Great Witch King's lineage. More are collections of various societies, and it's the only country among the Twelve Kingdoms that doesn't quite belong to 'ordinary people'."

"Societies?"

"They are those who don't rely on sudden mutations of anomalous objects, but have mastered some mysterious power themselves. Over a long period of time, they have continuously gathered and established their own secret magic organizations."

After briefly explaining the meaning of societies, Li Ang looked back at the other sled following behind, then pointed to Shaman Luojian sitting in the sled and said:

"For example, that Shaman Luojian who just came to receive us is a high-level member of the Shaman Society. And like the Shaman Society, there are seventeen such large societies in the Land of Witch Women. The joint council composed of the presidents of these seventeen large societies is the highest power organization in the Land of Witch Women."

So that's how it is...

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After hearing the answer from "Senior Li Ang," Miss Maid couldn't help but exclaim, and the drowsy guard, who had been woken up, also became spirited for once, leaning against the window and asking curiously:

"Li... Prince, how many societies are there in the Land of Witch Women in total?"

"Why do you have so many questions?"

After roaring at the guard according to his persona, the evil prince Li Ang said unhappily:

"According to the situation I checked before coming, there are about thirty societies on the surface in the Land of Witch Women. If you add up all those strange secret societies and underground societies in private, the total number is estimated to exceed one hundred, and the total number of people who have mastered mysterious power cannot be counted.

It's just that even for large societies like Witch, Numerology, Curse, Covenant, Spirit Number... the intensity of the mysterious power they master is very low. Most can't even compare to the most ordinary third-level cleanup personnel. Only those few... hold on!"

Amidst Li Ang's reminder, not knowing what went wrong, the originally stable sled suddenly tilted to the left, and a furious female voice immediately came from the left front.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!"

Li Ang, who had stabilized his figure, turned his head to look and found somewhat speechlessly that the thatch flying carpet that had been floating in the distance had leaned close to the sled at some point, and the moose pulling it was probably hungry, biting the thatch flying carpet under the person's butt and pulling hard.

Probably noticing Li Ang's gaze, the driver of the sled tensed up, hurriedly whipped the moose a few times, and only then pulled it away from the thatch flying carpet, despite its reluctance.

And the hooded woman sitting on the flying carpet, after reacting from the anger of her flying carpet being gnawed, probably recognized the exclusive mark on the sled and flew away sneakily before the driver could speak.

"Sorry."

After barely resolving this "traffic accident," the driver apologized nervously:

"That lady slowed down too suddenly, I couldn't turn in time, and I specifically fed it before coming, but I don't know what's wrong with this beast..."

"Hmm, hmm."

Waving his hand impatiently to signal the driver to shut up, the evil prince Li Ang stared at the back of the woman running away sneakily, frowning in confusion.

Although the woman just now had covered herself well, there was indeed a bit of strange surprise in her gaze when she looked at me, as if she had found some treasure... Could someone be directing her to find me?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1473 =====