A rare magical miracle in the world-Chapter 549 - 259 - Wife Waiting for You in the Brothel, An Honored Visit (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 549 -259: Wife Waiting for You in the Brothel, An Honored Visit (Seeking Monthly Votes)

By the seaside of Yatun Other Shore Island, Bailuo, his senior sister, and uncle were seeing Chubby Simpleton off, concluding the hosting of this Sacred Covenant.

“Thank you for your hospitality during this time, I almost don’t feel like going back.”

Having stayed in Yatun for two days, the Holy Emperor was full of satisfaction; he had taken quite a liking to the place, whether it was Saros or Bailuo, both were to Chubby Simpleton’s taste.

Chubby Simpleton’s family had all perished, and he had not sought to further propagate the Miracle Citizens, thus remaining solitary for thousands of years.

Now that he had met another Saros, he truly regarded the uncle as a brother.

As for the children of his brother’s family, they were naturally his children too.

“But let’s go, who stays at someone else’s house forever?”

The uncle was the first to speak up; he was most familiar with Chubby Simpleton, and even though Bailuo was a sovereign ruler, in this matter, the uncle’s words were more convenient than Bailuo’s.

Otherwise, if Chubby Simpleton really didn’t leave, Bailuo expected he would have quite the headache.

“You’re too stingy, do you have to be so miserly?”

Chubby Simpleton said, “By the way, why don’t I take the little girl away? I’ve found we get along rather well.”

The little girl he referred to was Inya.

Indeed, Iron Simpleton was especially popular with these elderly folks, quite endearing.

Whether it was Glarus, Elder Mountain Grandpa, or Chubby Simpleton, each one was utterly charmed by her, the perfect companion for the lonely elderly.

“You could actually stay a bit longer.”

Bailuo felt that a direct refusal was too harsh, so he helped the uncle put forward a diplomatic front.

“I think the conference could be held here next time.”

Chubby Simpleton said, “Why not give it some thought?”

“The conference, are you referring to the International Conference?!”

Since its inception, Yatun Other Shore Island among the Yatun Seven Islands had been entrusted by Bailuo with the heavy responsibility of hosting foreign guests. The Guojin God created by the Rakshasa was thriving on this island, and the Fox Women had also built a hot springs inn here, specifically for Yatun Citizens to relax.

If Avalon represents the ultimate in Western-style luxury, then the Fairyland Inn on Other Shore Island is the epitome of Far Eastern vacationing, service that deities could enjoy.

Bailuo planned to transform Yatun into a diversified, multi-civilization Miracle Kingdom, the more colorful the better.

But to start by welcoming foreign guests, and a group of Miracle Masters standing at the pinnacle of the Multiverse no less, Bailuo felt Yatun might not be capable of that.

“This place isn’t bad, quite distinctive.”

Chubby Simpleton said, “The quality might be average, but it wins in quantity, there really is a lot here, you’re quite lucky.”

“Your situation reminds me of someone, you two are really similar.”

“Who?”

“The Ancestor of Yadun.”

“……”

Hearing about the Ancestor of Yadun, Bailuo fell silent for a moment.

“But each era has its prodigies, nothing surprising about that.”

Chubby Simpleton didn’t elaborate further; he had long retired and held little interest in the current era’s Miracle politics.

“Yatun, it’s truly comfortable.”

Chubby Simpleton, reluctantly patting his stomach, said, “It’s a pity I don’t reside in the Holy Empire, or there would be a fuss, and I must leave.”

Today’s Holy Emperor was like a puppet emperor, a mascot.

With him around, everyone had a sense of security.

Not just the Holy Empire but the entire New Continent and Northern Continent as well, as long as the Holy Emperor was present, there would be no outbreak of major wars.

Local conflicts were inevitable, but the world, overall, tended towards peace.

In this respect, Chubby Simpleton performed a great service, worthy of Bailuo’s respect.

“By the way, there are two things I hope King Yatun will pay some attention to.”

“What are they?”

“The first is the Sacred Covenant we’ve signed; I think you should be able to comprehend its meaning,” Chubby Simpleton said, “It’s for world peace and tranquility, you…”

“Is it about what I did in the Ancient City?”

“Actually, it’s no big deal,” Chubby Simpleton said, “when the Empress of the Far North first came to power, she caused much more trouble than you, offending nearly half the Miracle Masters in the world.”

“You mean that power is the fundamental thing?”

“No, no, no.”

Chubby Simpleton said, “Although the Empress of the Far North is formidable, it was actually the Supreme Emperor of the North who truly established the empire. He is the one I really admire.”

The Empress of the Far North was a warmonger; if not fighting, she was on her way to a fight, inherently incendiary—capable of turning everyone like her, breaking into a brawl at the slightest provocation.

Yet in such times, the Supreme Emperor of the North was a very mild-mannered person.

Under his leadership, the Far North Empire was established, and he reconciled with Miracle Masters who held grudges against the Female Emperor, truly a sage and sovereign.

“The Empress of the Far North, you should avoid making connections with her, she has a problem here,” Chubby Simpleton touched his head indicating.

The Empress of the Far North was known to be mad.

“But the Supreme Emperor of the North, he’s easy to get along with.”

Chubby Simpleton warned Bailuo with a hint of caution, “The Supreme Emperor of the North’s honor and reputation are so esteemed, standing the test of time. You, being at odds with Thorns, still have reasons to explain, but being enemies with the Supreme Emperor of the North, everyone will think the problem lies with you.”

The international situation in the Miracle World was extremely chaotic and complex. Regardless of Yatun’s strength, it had to choose its own path, to give itself a positioning.

“I know you have your eyes on the Iron Eagle Kingdom’s territory, harboring the ambition of a great ruler, which is good,” Chubby Simpleton: said without hiding his thoughts, “Regarding the International Conference, no matter what Thorns says, I will definitely stand by your side, you can be assured.”

Chubby Simpleton wasn’t kind-hearted and lawful; he favored his own people over strangers.

“One more thing,” Chubby Simpleton said, “the International Conference will be pushed forward and called to convene in about three months’ time.”

“Here?”

“If you’re willing, it’s possible,” Chubby Simpleton said indifferently, “After all, the venue is applied for, and I’m the one who approves it in the end.”

This somehow reminded Bailuo of the Olympic Games in his previous life.

The International Conference was not only a forum for international discussions but also an opportunity for a country to showcase its own strength and heritage. Many countries wished to host the International Conference on their own turf.

“Speaking of approvals, it reminds me of a place.”

Chubby Simpleton thought of the East Sea King, “The International Conference is held every ten years, she’s applied to me ten times already, but this time, I still plan to reject it.”

“Which place?”

“Saros knows, he’s been there too, you can ask him. It’s a fun place, very popular among the younger Masters of Miracles,” said Chubby Simpleton, winking at Bailuo. His gaze hinted at a message only men would understand: “Here, take this, it’s an entry ticket and a coupon for that place.”

“Is the place I’m supposed to go to a supermarket? Are we holding the Council of Kings meeting in a supermarket?”

Bailuo complained in his heart while looking at the stack of coupons in his hand that were signed ‘Sea Mist Floral Pavilion’: “Could this be…”

“It’s exactly what you’re thinking.”

It really is a brothel!

But Bailuo could hardly imagine holding the Council of Kings meeting in a brothel in the Miracle World.

“You still like to play with this?”

“No, no, I don’t like it. That lass gave it to me during the approval process, and it was hard for me to decline. But I never go to such places,” said Chubby Simpleton, patting his belly. He was a warrior of pure love, chaste and self-disciplined: “But I think you might like it.”

Chubby Simpleton didn’t go, didn’t like it, but he didn’t mind if others did.

Especially his own child; it was normal for them to have some hobbies.

“I…”

Bailuo was about to speak when his expression suddenly stiffened, and he said righteously: “Great Emperor! Please do not doubt my character. As the Lord of Yatun, how could I go to such a place!”

“Isn’t that right, Feiya?”

His wife was right behind him. Would it be okay to admit going to a brothel?

Even if you wanted to go in your heart, isn’t being so overtly enthusiastic about it a bit too brazen?

Isefia: You want to go?

Bailuo: I won’t go.

Isefia: I asked if you want to or not.

Bailuo: I definitely do not want to go!

“The Council of Kings is about to convene, and I hope you can investigate their situation first,” said Chubby Simpleton, who was also worried about the newcomer clashing with the seniors at the meeting: “I won’t talk about Thorns; however you want to handle it, settle it privately.”

The Council of Kings often serves as friendly consultations among neighbors. For the Yatun Duchy, the neighbors that might be involved are South Iron Eagle, East Azure, West Splendor, South Star Night, and the four Pirate Kings.

“South Sea King Morgan is a good family man, don’t beat up his children; you won’t be enemies.”

“The Northern Sea King is a gambler,” Chubby Simpleton recalled a few examples for Bailuo: “But he’s decent, very honorable, and keeps his word.”

“The West Sea King has more tricks up his sleeve; you might not get along well, but he’s smart. A smart guy often knows how to judge the situation and when to advance or retreat.”

“Out of the Four Seas Kings, only the East Sea King is a woman, and she’s especially close to your Yatun Duchy,” said Chubby Simpleton, not only to Bailuo but also to the senior sister: “I think it would be appropriate for you to visit her, take a look around. As a King, it’s important to have good relations with the neighbors.”

‘So…’

Bailuo frowned slightly: ‘Visiting a brothel openly and nobly?’

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‘But could you please not talk about it here!’

The senior sister clearly didn’t like such places. The way she looked at it, like looking at bugs, was putting a lot of pressure on Bailuo.

“Alright, I should be going, Saros, see me off, will you?”

Chubby Simpleton returned to his amiable image and ran to pull on his uncle’s hand like two little friends enjoying each other’s company.

“Go ahead, uncle.”

On one hand, Uncle sent Chubby Simpleton away.

On the other hand, Bailuo thought he could discuss with his senior sister when to visit the East Sea King and then experience the wonders of Miracle World’s pleasure quarters.

“As a Queen, it’s also my responsibility to visit neighbors, and Your Majesty can rest assured that I will handle this,” she said.

“……”

The wisdom of his senior sister shocked Bailuo, but she was indeed right: ‘His wife is right in the brothel, would he even dare to come?!’

Such audacity, utterly reckless, truly terrifying!

“Hiss~~~”

Bailuo didn’t really want to frequent brothels; he just wanted to see what they were like, something which Isefia understood well. Yet, she still felt that Bailuo should not be given the opportunity.

It wasn’t about restraining Bailuo, but rather that, in her eyes, brothels were places far too filthy.

Her home’s holy and pure Bailuo, how could he be defiled by such filthy people?

Not even a touch?

Not even a touch!

“Vouchers.”

“What, what about them?”

“Discount vouchers and admission tickets.”

Bailuo handed over the items very decisively. He wasn’t afraid of his wife; he respected her.

Even though Isefia had become Bailuo’s wife, she always saw herself from the standpoint of an older sister.

It’s still the same old saying: Bailuo of the Yatun people could like anyone, even just for fun, and his senior sister wouldn’t just not interfere.

But with women from the outside, Isefia always remained guarded. As a Miracle Person and as a sister, she was truly too worried that Bailuo would be deceived.

“Why refuse the assembly of all kings?”

“I don’t have the ability to handle it, and it could easily expose our situation,” she replied.

“But it seems the Holy Emperor has some guesses.”

Having heard him speak of the Ancestor of Yadun, and mentioning many miracles before, Bailuo surmised, “Could it be that the Ancestor of Yadun, like me, possesses the ability to seek out miracles?”

As for the Ancestor of Yadun, Uncle didn’t know much, only aware of his existence through ancient Yatun texts.

The Yatun Kingdom National Library had countless volumes, and Grandpa Bailuo had indeed read many.

As for Uncle, he hadn’t had such luck, as the Iron Eagle King had burned down the library.

Chubby Simpleton might know something about the Ancestor of Yadun, but certainly, it would be one-sided; otherwise, Uncle would have known a great deal of secrets through him long ago.

However, even Uncle didn’t understand much, which shows that Chubby Simpleton might not understand the Ancestor of Yadun either.

Here, Bailuo and his senior sister were analyzing the words Chubby Simpleton said before he left.

Meanwhile, above the territorial waters of Yatun, Chubby Simpleton was steering his tiny raft, preparing to tear open space and return directly to the Holy Empire when suddenly, the old man sensed an incredibly familiar presence.

“Your Majesty, there’s someone ahead.”

“I see them.”

Ying Muyao stood at the prow of the boat, noticing the drifting small boat, she recognized the old man claimed as, “Long time no see, Holy Emperor. Just back from Yatun?”