Chapter 291: Chapter 158: Lowest-Rank Miracle Object: Omnihand (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_4



Chapter 291: Chapter 158: Lowest-Rank Miracle Object: Omnihand (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_4

“Coming in hot like that.”

Glarus wasn’t that type of person, but he still said, “But man, I’m getting too old for this excitement.”

“You can handle it, who are we to each other.”

So, under his uncle’s coaxing, Glarus entered the luxurious bathhouse specially prepared for him by Gonnia.

Then, there was no then.

The screams like a pig being slaughtered echoed to the skies.

“Holy shit, for real?”

On the other side, Bailuo was utterly astonished: “You, sir, must have practiced divination many times already, right?”

“It’s just messing around, testing the waters,” the uncle said: “I didn’t expect it to be so easy.”

Bailuo: “You hit me right in the feels, uncle.”

“So who is that guy, Aunt Motis’s brother?”

Bailuo had never met Glarus, and he was always cautious.

Even with acquaintances’ relatives, Bailuo would not let his guard down.

After all, after so many years, who knew if Glarus’s heart was still with the Yatun Clan.

“You can really trust this person.”

The uncle said, “If he wanted, he wouldn’t need to come to us at all.”

“How so?”

“Back in the day, he received a miracle.”

“What?!”

Bailuo looked at his uncle in shock: “Are you saying he has a miracle?”

“That’s impossible,” Bailuo said: “If he has a miracle, then he would be the Master of Miracles.”

“This miracle sounds so familiar, doesn’t it?”

Bailuo looked skeptically at his uncle: “Are you sure you’re not talking about yourself?”

“I don’t have that kind of talent,”

the uncle said: “I just know a little bit here and there, just a tiny bit!”

However, Bailuo didn’t believe it at all.

That look was full of doubt.

“Seriously, it’s not me. I just know a tiny bit, but Glarus is the one in control of the real miracle.”

“So, our Yatun Clan does have miracles, right?”

Bailuo asked in surprise: “Then why didn’t they let him be king back then?”

“Two reasons.”

The uncle said, “First, he isn’t from the Yatun Royal Family; the Descendants of the Seven Kings once vowed to be loyal to the royal family generation after generation.”

“Second is that he was to execute a more important plan.”

Then, the uncle revealed some details of this plan to Bailuo, who, after hearing it, looked at the uncle in disbelief: “Is it possible? What if it fails?”

“If Glarus hadn’t arrived here, he might have died in poverty and debt.”

The man’s eyes were once dead, and what roused him was a girl named Yue Xi whom he wanted to protect, an innocent child.

And as heaven would have it, he came back to the People of Yatun and saw Gonnia, Nors, and Uncle Saros again.

After learning that this country belonged to the Yatun Clan, Glarus cried tears of joy, finally finding the courage to live on.

Unfortunately, the miracle was gone.

But it didn’t matter, because without it, he could truly integrate into Yatun and become one of Bailuo’s people.

He lost the power of the Omnihand, but he had very important knowledge and experience for the current Yatun, and these were the most valuable treasures of Glarus.

“It’s still amazing, how you dared to do such a thing in the past, isn’t that terrifying?”

“For the details, let Glarus tell you,” the uncle said: “His experiences over the years, honestly, I’m quite interested too.”