Chapter 240: Chapter 145: Uncle’s Past (Please Vote for Recommendation)

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“Damn!!”

Bailuo truly hadn’t expected the Sigurians to be so fiercely defiant.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty.”

Uncle hurriedly pulled Bailuo back, saying, “Don’t worry, rest assured, I had anticipated this.”

“Anticipated? You anticipated this too?”

“Not anticipated, but indeed, I had someone make preparations in advance.”

Uncle said, “That prison cell, after you left, I specially requested Lady Lilith to reinforce it, making it so that no one could die from impact, at most they would end up with a bloody head.”

“You gave me a scare.”

Bailuo had thought Sigurians were the type to fear death and cling to life, but he couldn’t have imagined they would be so bold.

“Let’s go.”

The senior sister opened the Gate of Avalon and directly led them to the bottom floor of the prison.

There, the Tree Elves immediately sensed it, they were using the force of life to treat the unconscious Sigurian.

“Playing for real.”

Looking at the blood all over the floor and the bloodstains on the walls, Bailuo could imagine the force with which the impact had been made.

The Sigurian’s limbs were shackled, but his neck could still move.

Unable to surge forward for impact, he could still move his head backward, letting the back of his skull collide with the iron wall.

But due to the limited range, the force was weak.

“It would take at least a dozen or more strikes to inflict such injuries.”

Uncle immediately recognized the method of suicide employed by the Sigurian at a glance, while Bailuo listened in astonishment.

“To hit the same spot over ten times, enduring the pain?”

Bailuo shook his head repeatedly, “Why would he do this, to turn me and Morgan into enemies, is it necessary?”

The Sigurian was Morgan’s Child of Miracle.

Logically, he shouldn’t do anything that would defy or disadvantage Morgan.

If the Sigurian died by Bailuo’s hand, Morgan would inevitably become a mortal enemy of Bailuo.

This would incite a war, create an enemy for his own Master of Miracles; it doesn’t seem like something a Child of Miracle would do.

“Morgan has been stagnant for too long.”

Uncle said, “If Sig dies, Morgan, driven by hatred, will become our adversary.”

“Regardless of winning or losing, Morgan will be spurred to improve rather than standing still.”

“Furthermore.”

Uncle actually knew Sigurian and said, “Sigurian wouldn’t accept being a prisoner; to him, it would be the greatest disgrace.”

Sigurian would rather die from impact, commit suicide, than become a piece of merchandise to be sold by Bailuo.

So now, having been captured, it was simpler to just end it all with suicide while still proving loyalty to Morgan.

In fact, when the Sigurian was first captured by Bailuo and his senior sister, he had already entertained this thought, ready to sacrifice himself to provoke Morgan.

“A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated.”

Bailuo understood Uncle’s meaning, “Are there many such talents under the Master of Miracles?”

“They are quite common.”

“Could they be won over?”

As a member of the Yatun Clan, Bailuo had grown up listening to heroic tales and he held a certain respect and admiration for those great warriors.

Sigurian was a pirate, but you can’t deny that he was both brave and strategic.

Apart from being too reckless, there wasn’t much difference between him and the heroes who roamed the seas.

“Your Majesty, what do you think,” Uncle said, “Could anyone buy the loyalty of people like Alaya?”

“Impossible!”

“The same principle,” Uncle said, “We cannot win them over either.”

“But!”

Uncle’s tone shifted, “Though we cannot win them over, we can still trade.”

“What?”

Bailuo, “What do you mean by trade? Can people be traded?”

“Of course.”

Uncle said, “I’ve told you before, it’s impossible for Mileage Citizens to betray the Master of Miracles, but the Master of Miracles can betray the Miracle Citizens.”

“For example, if I take back their Miracle Power?”

“Exactly.”

Uncle nodded and said, “The Miracle Citizens will fight for you, but if the Master of Miracles withdraws their power, casting them into the mortal realm, not all will betray, but it surely chills the heart.”

Just as if Bailuo were to take back Abadun’s power, Abadun wouldn’t hate Bailuo.

He’d await Bailuo’s next summons, to be granted power once more.

But the issue is, this creates opportunities for enemies to strike at weaknesses.

Therefore, Uncle advised Bailuo that no matter what happens in the future, he should not take away their Miracle Power but use other means of punishment.

After all, they are loyally devoted to Bailuo, sincerely hoping for his strength to grow.

This could be seen by looking at Sigurian.

If he died, Morgan would hate Bailuo.

But constrained by the Holy Covenant, Morgan would not attack Bailuo, so Morgan would suffer no loss.

On the contrary, Morgan would then strive to improve and rise.

In ten years, or a hundred, Morgan would grow stronger and stronger.

To exchange one’s life for the vigilance of a king, isn’t that loyalty enough?

“We cannot directly win over these talents,” Uncle said, “but through diplomatic strategies, as well as the coercion of war, we can compel those Masters of Miracles to release them.”

Once released, upon reaching Yatun territory, as long as Bailuo exerts his methods.

One year might not be enough, maybe two years, if not two, then three years.

Sooner or later, they would be moved by Bailuo and sincerely align with him.

As for whether it’s genuine, the acceptance of Bailuo’s Miracle Power would be the best evidence.

“Then in the future, if I take a liking to someone…”

“Don’t worry,” Uncle said, “Uncle will find a way for you.”

The uncle and nephew exchanged glances, both displaying an understanding expression.

“Your Majesty.”

Alaya stepped forward, kneeling on one knee, “I apologize profusely, it was my fault for failing in my guard duty.”

“It’s not your fault, no one could have expected…”

Bailuo didn’t finish his sentence as he saw Uncle, then quickly corrected himself: “Ordinary people wouldn’t have expected such a thing.”

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