Chapter 1110 Lulu's Thoughts
Tang Shaoyang did not immediately return to the village. He did not want to bring Young Master Mistovel back to the village. That would scare the villagers, and he wanted to live peacefully in the village, not wanting the villagers to fear him for something like this.
They camped far from the village and had lunch there. Tang Shaoyang handed the roasted Steeer's meat to Zowen and Rosalie. Both girls took the food as fast as they could. This was the first time they had food since their death long ago.
"Do you want to eat?" Tang Shaoyang offered one to Lulu.
Lulu glared at him. Her face told him, "Do you think I want to eat in this situation?"
He shrugged, "Your choice." Taking back the meat, he sat next to Rosalie, starting to eat the meat.
Zowen and Rosalie were like starved beast. They ate the meat clean, leaving a single bone in their hands. Their lips and around the lips were oily because of how messy they ate.
"I thought royalty has some kind of table manners and pays attention to it a lot, but I don't see it in you." He commented on how fast Rosalie finished the big chunk of meat.
Rosalie did not really care as she licked her oily lips. "I was a royalty but not anymore. There's no need for me to follow that boring and strict etiquette. Also, try not to eat for hundreds of years. You will have the same reaction just like us. By the way, do you have more?"
On another side, Zowen was licking the white bone. As soon as she heard Rosalie asking for more. She turned her gaze toward Tang Shaoyang, clearly asking for more meat as well.
Tang Shaoyang shook his head, gave the one in his hand to Rosalie, and took another for Zowen. The villagers gave him four pieces of meat before he departed, and he gave them all to the girls.
Meanwhile, Lulu could not follow up on the conversation, leaving her confused. The hot, red-haired woman was royalty and apparently had not eaten for hundreds of years. A former royalty was not uncommon when people lost in their succession, but not eating for hundreds of years confused her.
"Relax. You guys can eat more once we return to the…." Tang Shaoyang stopped midway because the meat was gone. Both finished the meat within thirty seconds, licking the bone clean and tossing it away.
Zowen was the first one to stand up. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go back." She could not really wait for a feast. It could be seen how eager she was from her expression.
Rosalie pointed at the limbless man on the side with the bone in her hand. "We need a place to hide him. We can't bring him back to the village."
"What do you want to do with him anyway? Torturing him to make you feel better?" Zowen shook her head. "Just kill him and be done with it. What's the point of torturing him? It's not like he is the one who drove you away from the city."
"He is not the main culprit, but he must participate as the council for someone who represents the Mistovel Family. He has his own part in the council." Rosalie chimed in.
Zowen glanced at Lulu, "Is that really true that this guy represents your family in the council?" She narrowed her eyes and added. "Don't lie to me because I can tell if you are lying."
Lulu stared at the blue-haired woman nervously, and then she glanced at her half-brother. She finally understood why Tang Shaoyang called him a toy. Because Tang Shaoyang would play with her half-brother, torturing her brother to vent his frustration. That was the meaning of a toy.
She was not that close to her half-brother, but she did not want him to suffer too. Lulu decided to seal her mouth, not answering the question.
Zowen smirked, "You are too naive. If you don't answer my question, then the answer is yes."
Then she turned toward Tang Shaoyang, "But still, what's the point of torturing him? Just kill him. It's kinda better to know their true face earlier than later, no? Don't waste your time with these people since something more dangerous than these people are after you. Kill them and get the level."
"I also agree with Zowen in this matter. Don't try to grow a bad habit of torturing people. That's an ugly habit for an Emperor. You still need to maintain your image, after all." Rosalie followed up with a nod.
This time Lulu was shocked after hearing the middle part where the red-haired woman mentioned that Ying was an Emperor. That meant Tang Shaoyang was a faction leader. This meant it would not be just an individual conflict as it could turn into a conflict between the starter city.
It was common for the factions within the same city to form an alliance. That meant Tang Shaoyang's faction had its own alliance. Things would get bigger if it were not resolved quickly, but she knew that things would not get better anytime soon with how the other factions' desire for the dragon. 'It's still just the eleventh floor, yet a big war will break out very soon.'
'But wait… He is still Ancient Rank, and he is a faction leader who directly participates in this Ancient Rank Tower. That means he comes from a lower world?' Lulu made a deduction in her mind. Most factions' leaders did not come and chose someone else to lead their force into this tower, especially so for Starter City #5.
Of course, Guild Master Gortham was an exception. He was a newly appointed Guild Master to replace the previous Guild Master who had just ascended to the God Rank. He put extra attention on this Ancient Rank tower because he just recently took the position. 'But why does the System put the lower world with us?'
The term lower world was meant for the world with the first-dimensional tower. They called them the lower world because usually, the lower world had a lower standard for how strong the native was.
'But he is absurdly strong, even stronger than my brothers despite his rank.' Lulu was puzzled by the situation she faced. 'Also, Epic Rank is supposed to be strong in the lower world, but he has one Myth Rank and one Ancient Rank subordinate.'
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