Chapter 284: Awe and Wariness

The news that the Holy Son was a Sub-Beast and had a beastman mate quickly spread everywhere in Lyra city and the neighboring towns.

The people of Lyra were already too accustomed to non-humans, so they felt whatever was fine. As for people from other places, they only cared about how much the Lyra merchant caravan sold salt for today, or what new fragrance the soap had. Consequently, whatever was supposed to happen just happened, and no one paid attention to anything else.

If they did, it was perhaps only whether the Holy Son looked truly beautiful or whether the Holy Son’s mate was ultimately a beastman or a demon king.

The butcher at the head of the East street, the person who previously yelled the most protesting the Holy Son and non-humans, now calmly slurped a bowl of tea, saying gruffly:

"Why care about who they are? I only need to know that now even the poor farmers from before can come to my place to buy meat. This month my meat stall earned three times as much as before, and my family also has enough money to build a red brick house, that is enough."

Voices like that were everywhere. Kaelen and Sane sat at the highest place of the bell tower, listening to the whispers flying by with the wind. Sane hugged his mate from behind, looking down at the bustling city below, and smiled.

Sane: "It seems that when I was not present, you became a talented leader."

Kaelen tilted his head back, rubbing against Sane’s cheek, and said frustratingly: "I am tired to death. These leadership jobs or whatever are truly not suitable for me, I only want to retreat behind the garden to grow vegetables and raise chickens."

Sane affectionately rubbed his chin on Kaelen’s shoulder: "Wait until after resetting the world order, you and I will retreat into seclusion, letting those kids take care of things themselves."

Kaelen smacked his lips: "If only we could travel across worlds like Wofu, how wonderful that would be. I want to visit all three thousand worlds, coming into contact with the vast three thousand great Daos."

Sane: "Does the high-tech world not have something like... ah, space cruisers. At that time we can try building one to see. I believe with the development of the Great World, making that thing is just a matter of time."

Kaelen’s eyes lit up brightly upon hearing that, and he smiled radiantly: "If we can do it, I definitely must return to Earth first!"

"Mhm, I will go with you."

The two did not talk anymore, just silently stood hugging each other, looking at the vast sky together. Fifteen minutes later, Kaelen patted the back of the hand holding his waist tightly, and turned around decisively:

"Let’s go down. Elric and Brian are probably going crazy at the Department of Labor now. The crowd you brought is not a small number."

Sane smirked, grabbing Kaelen’s hand and walking down the spiral staircase. His wave of pressure this morning was enough to terrify the entire Lyra population, but the people running the City Hall apparatus needed practical numbers and solutions rather than brute force.

A chaotic mess of sounds immediately pounded their ears just as they stepped into the City Hall’s main hall. Brian stood on a chair, hugging the ledger tightly with both hands, straining his neck and shouting:

"Nearly four thousand people! Father, do you know how much wheat four thousand people eat every day? Our granary can only last another ten days if we do not compress the food rations!"

Elric paced back and forth, tearing his hair, his armor clanking. He looked at Kaelen with red eyes:

"The problem is not only food! Where is the accommodation? Winter is coming soon, are we supposed to let them pitch tents sleeping outside in the square in the freezing white snow? What will the city residents think when an unfamiliar non-human army floods in?"

The six children stood in a horizontal line behind the desk. Harbet and Steven instinctively stepped forward half a step, blocking in front of Paul, Ivy, Mono, and the sleeping Half-Demon baby. The children looked at Kaelen with reverence, but when their gaze swept past Sane, they became tense and wary. The terrifying pressure of this person was still deeply engraved in their minds.

There was fear and wariness in their eyes, even though it was the God of Nature’s mate, it still did not make them relax their guard.

Sane narrowed his eyes, sweeping across the six children. His gaze was sharp and cold like a knife, assessing every single smallest movement.

"Good vigilance, but the killing intent is too obvious. Meeting a stronger opponent, the first thing is knowing how to hide fangs and claws." Sane clicked his tongue and commented.

Steven was very unconvinced, growling once in his throat, his fangs starting to bare. Kaelen frowned:

"Steven, have you forgotten who I said my mate is? You clearly know yet still expose killing intent, are you not putting me in your eyes or not respecting my mate at all?"

Steven lowered his head in panic, and stammered: "I... I would not dare... I just... just..."

"Just do not want your attention to be stolen." Sane snorted coldly, exposing Steven’s petty thoughts: "Perhaps my mate’s pampering for you brats created the illusion that you brats are very strong. But brat, you are not even equal to a female child who cannot even speak clearly at our place. Let alone our children, our youngest child only needs to sneeze once and you will turn into ashes immediately!"

In Crimson, Sunlight, who had just transformed not long ago, being missed by his Daddy, immediately sneezed several times in a row. The classmates diligently doing their assignments in front of Sunlight were immediately blown away by him, their whole bodies smashing stuck against the wall. The brats struggled to pull their arms and legs out of the dents on the wall, baring their teeth and glaring at him:

"Sunlight, you bastard. Die!"

The children immediately rushed in to beat each other up, then... they were punished by the teacher to go shovel cow dung.

That was the matter in Crimson, while here, the six children hearing Sane say that turned pale white. They looked at Kaelen unwillingly.

Kaelen sighed, and nodded: "Seventy percent of children on the Beastman Continent are Warriors or Divine Energy Fighters. Our youngest son is six years old this year, and can single-handedly defeat a battalion of two hundred level-four Warriors." Kaelen glanced across the children, feeling a bit reluctant to say: "From three years old the children receive compulsory education, some five-year-old children can already do business with adults, and some ten-year-old children can already manufacture their first machine."

Seeing the expressions on the children’s faces gradually dim, Kaelen approached and rubbed their heads: "Blame me, it is my fault for not telling you these things, making you develop arrogance. Sane and I say these things, not because we criticize you for not being talented enough."

Kaelen pointed to the administrative staff standing eavesdropping in the distance: "You see, those people learned to read and calculate very early, but when taking the civil service exam they ranked at the bottom. Some people could not even pass the first assessment, and have to wait to retake the exam next time.

As for the Department of Public Security staff and the guards over there, they are also not novices that the City Hall randomly grabbed to make up numbers, they are all very strong. But the strongest person among them cannot even defeat Steven."

The people Kaelen mentioned only knew to lower their heads, rubbing their noses embarrassedly. Their ears turned bright red, ashamed because they were even inferior to children.

Kaelen continued: "You only followed me for half a year, yet you are better than all of them combined. But that does not mean you are allowed to be arrogant. Even Sane and I, also do not dare to be arrogant. In this man-eating world, the arrogant one is the fastest to die."

Kaelen seemed to have told the children this no less than once, but perhaps being flattered too much, they had forgotten it long ago.

Having finished lecturing the children, Kaelen immediately turned around, and said to Elric:

"From today onward, all big and small matters in the city will be managed by my mate. You have one night to adjust your mood."

Having spoken, Kaelen said to the children again: "Get off work early today, go back to close your doors and reflect on your mistakes. Starting tomorrow, in the morning you work at the City Hall, and in the afternoon you go to school to study together with your peers."

The six children softly uttered a "yes" then dejectedly carried the Half-Demon baby Preston and left. Kaelen looked at their retreating backs, harboring a worry in his heart.

The children kept beside him were already like that, what about his children in Crimson?

While Kaelen was still worrying about his children, Sane threw a spatial bag onto the table. The heavy metallic clanking sound rang out.

Sane said to Elric: "I brought the people, naturally I cannot let Lyra bear this shortfall. No need to cut food rations, and also no need to worry about the housing problem.

Inside this is the reward money from the three pirate fleets, plus the loot from several beast arenas along the way. Enough to buy out a small-scale city. Ah, forgot to say."

Sane rummaged in his spatial bag, took the Maritime Guild’s certificate out, and handed it to his mate:

"This is a gift for you."

Kaelen received the premium goat skin parchment scroll, untied the red string on it, then opened it to read. Kaelen’s eyes widened:

"Lyra Maritime Fleet?"

Sane nodded proudly: "That is right, I established a maritime fleet altogether with a scale of twelve large boats and nearly one thousand crew members. Later when we have time we will expand it, for now just make do with this first."

The legs of Elric and the administrative staff had gone soft, scrambling to hold onto the table to stand firm. A maritime fleet with twelve large boats and nearly one thousand crew members yet "just make do with this first"?

This Lord Sane seemingly did not understand the concept of this maritime industry, perhaps?