Deities: Starting From Goblins chapter-482-297-transforming-enemy-1

Chapter 482: Chapter 297 Transforming Enemy_1

“As the lord of a city, you stir up a war without inquiry. You consider yourself to be just and strict? Indeed, we did initiate the fight, but it was all provoked by your son, Ilima Nango.”

Logan gave a faint smile, simultaneously letting his aura burst forth, offsetting the City Lord’s oppressive aura. The City Lord was taken aback; anybody who could counter his aura was no ordinary strength holder.

Even the few Strong Dominators who came to this city would sweat profusely under his aura. However, the City Lord understood in an instant. These men must not be from this city; otherwise, they would surely know Ilima Nango was his son. Who would then dare to act so ruthlessly?

The City Lord, with an intense look in his eyes, asked, “My child may be a bit mischievous, but he has always known his limits. Although he may have offended you unintentionally, does it warrant killing? The fight between cultivators should always stop at an appropriate point. It seems to me that you have other intentions.”

“What a laughable statement!” Logan shook his head, his eyes cold and indifferent. “No wonder this city is in such a mess, it’s all due to your incompetence. As the City Lord, you fail to differentiate between right and wrong, frivolously accusing us. Have you ever actually managed this city or are you more concerned about preserving your reputation?”

“I have always acted justly and strictly, even to an austere degree.” The City Lord got angry upon hearing Logan’s words. How dare he question his morality? Everyone in the city knew the City Lord for the good man that he was. Even the poorest beggars would sing and dance in his praise.

“If that’s so, why has the Westman family been able to act recklessly within your city for decades without you lifting a finger? Is it because you don’t wish to intervene or have you not noticed it at all? If you didn’t know, that just proves you’re incompetent and unworthy of your position. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been so easily deceived, oblivious to the numerous injustices within this city.”

Logan continued to question, taking a step forward, “Or perhaps, you condoned the Westman Family’s actions, maybe even colluding with them. Perhaps they shared their Spirit Stones with you.”

Logan’s assumption wasn’t unfounded, considering that he had never seen the City Lord intervene whenever the Westman family was bullying somebody. But the moment his own son was threatened, he showed up almost instantaneously, ready to fight. This profoundly contrasted with the just and disinterested figure he was supposed to be; the discrepancy made Logan want to laugh.

“You don’t understand. I am aware of the Westman family’s misdeeds, but I have to weigh the pros and cons. If I were to go to war with them, the city’s common people would suffer. How many people would die in that war? Have you ever thought about that? They have dozens of warriors in the Throne Realm.”

The City Lord sighed heavily and replied with conviction, “Moreover, the Westman family has a considerable share in the city’s businesses – a third of them – if the Westman family were to leave, it would greatly impact the city’s economy and population. Besides, the lords of the neighboring regions have been eyeing our city, intending to annex it.”

“So, you’re a coward?” Next to him, Shingo Butcher sneered. He couldn’t bear to listen any longer. The Westman family would only grow more audacious if the City Lord continued to be indecisive. Perhaps one day, he would even lose his position as the City Lord. It would be better to decisively nip the issue in the bud. Delaying the problem would only complicate matters further.

He had a higher regard for Logan who single-handedly put the Westman family in their place, making them more restrained than ever. This kind of audacity was what the truly powerful ones demonstrated. However, the City Lord’s constant indulgence, under the pretense of working for the common people’s wellbeing, was a disgrace to the Half-step Saint Seat realm.

The City Lord was at a loss for words. He had been contemplating whether his indecisiveness was to blame in recent years. Nevertheless, he lacked the courage to go to war with the Westman family, who had been in operation within the city for a century. If they were to lose out to the Westman family, they might have to abandon their home and leave.

Despite himself being in the Half-step Saint Seat realm, and having a higher strength level than the Westman family, what if the Westman family’s leaders leveled up to the Half-step Saint Seat without his knowledge? He felt it was better to maintain a delicate balance, where neither party provoked each other.

Logan waved his hand dismissively, his eyes deep with thought, “You might be afraid of the Westman family, but none of us are. I’m sure you are aware of our battle with them today. We are merely in the Throne Realm but still possess audacity, unlike you who is in the Half-step Saint Seat.”

At these words, the City Lord was taken aback. So, these were the brave warriors who challenged the Westman family. When he heard that the Westman family had panicked after being defeated, he was overjoyed. It was only when he learned that Ilima Nango had been captured that he rushed over.

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However, his gaze became even more serious. This made the situation ever more complicated; these people, who were not even afraid of the Westman family, had exceptional capabilities. It would be challenging to rescue Ilima Nango. Even if he won, it would be a Pyrrhic victory. If he was injured, many forces within the city would be ready to make moves.

“You three do not seem like wicked people. Ilima Nango usually behaves recklessly. I assure you I will strictly supervise him in the future. Can you release him this time as a favor to me? I swear as the lord of a city.”

After deliberating for a while, the City Lord gave a deep bow to the three of them. Initially, he wanted to save Ilima Nango by fighting, but by now, he had no intention of doing so. His only option was to swallow his pride. No matter what, he could not let Ilima Nango get hurt. This was also a promise he made to somebody.

Strangely, this was a shocking scene. Logan and his friends had never imagined that the formidable Half-step Saint Seat would stoop so low. They could have fought initially. Logan admittedly thought he had only a 20% chance of winning. Maybe if they had arranged the array they could have won against the City Lord, but currently, he hadn’t arranged it.

Shingo Butcher was dumbstruck. These past decades, the City Lord had been a mystery and an idol amongst cultivators. This scenario shattered that image, revealing that the City Lord was just an ordinary man, lacking any boldness or strategy.

Ilima Nango couldn’t bear to look at the scene unfolding. He clenched his fists; he believed his father didn’t love him because he was always occupied with managing the city. Therefore, they were not close. Over time, this led him to become rebellious, causing disruptions within the city to get his father’s attention, even if it meant that he would scold him.

Logan sighed and waved his hand dismissively, “It’s not a big deal anyway. It was only because Ilima Nango persistently sought trouble that I was forced to act. Now that you, the City Lord, have been so sincere, I will let Ilima Nango go. I just hope you’ll discipline him well; otherwise, he will cause more serious problems.”

“I understand,” replied the City Lord, breathing a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Logan would persist with his intentions, prompting him to take action, which would have resulted in a disaster for the entire city. Thankfully, Logan stepped back.