Dimension Game Empire Chapter 539

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“Lord Riku, please condescend to stay here for the time being.”

Riku said with a slightly embarrassed expression, pointing to the small wooden house in front of him. The wooden house, neatly built with wooden planks, was simple but clean, a completely different level of residence from the small earthen houses inhabited by other residents.

However, Riku still subconsciously felt that this wooden house was a discourtesy to Xia Yan.

This had nothing to do with mood, but was an instinct.

“Riku, didn’t I tell you not to add the honorific ‘Lord’?”

“I understand, Lord Riku.” Riku blinked and said with a smile.

“You slippery little brat…”

Seeing Riku’s childish side, Xia Yan smiled slightly and didn’t try to persuade him any further.

He didn’t agree with this young man’s negative thoughts, who suppressed his emotions and sacrificed himself for the sake of his race, but this didn’t prevent Xia Yan from appreciating his talent and awareness. It’s not something everyone can do to turn themselves into a ‘selfless’ saint.

At least Xia Yan didn’t think he could be so selfless.

As for the name ‘Lilin’, it was when Riku asked for his name that Xia Yan, relying on a strange intuition, decided to temporarily use his other identity.

In mythology, ‘Lilin’ represents the collective of humanity.

This also vaguely coincided with Xia Yan’s current plan, although it was only a rough draft.

“A small wooden house, not bad.”

Xia Yan didn’t care, he was a capricious hedonist, but he didn’t really have any requirements for his residence. Rather, he preferred the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of a mountain cabin to a luxurious villa.

Although this was a small wooden house inside a cave…

However, although he didn’t have any strict requirements for his residence, Xia Yan had strict standards for the people who served him—namely, maids. At least they had to be gentle, pleasing to the eye, and all-around capable in cooking and housework.

This could be considered a habit Dream Dream had spoiled him with. Having a considerate and well-behaved girl who thinks for you, anyone would be ‘pampered’, not to mention that later, as his status and strength increased, Xia Yan never lacked people to serve him.

That’s why he asked Riku the question ‘are there any cute girls’ before.

Unfortunately, with such harsh living conditions, no naturally beautiful girls had been born. Even Corone Dora, in Xia Yan’s eyes, was just a lively, pretty-eyed, not-unattractive girl.

‘Pretty = not unattractive’, this was Xia Yan’s current view, still a far cry from making him pleasing to the eye.

There was no way around it, anyone who had experienced a life like his would probably be the same.

Since there weren’t any in the human settlement—

Xia Yan pondered slightly, then smiled and said:

“Riku, are there any other races near the settlement?”

“Nearby settlements…” Riku, being clever, didn’t ask any further, but thought for a moment and replied seriously: “When we chose the base, we deliberately avoided other races.”

“There really aren’t any nearby, but if you go straight ahead, you’ll reach the Elven City.”

“Elven race—”

Xia Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, recalling information about this race in his mind.

The seventh-ranked ‘Elven race’, whose appearance closely resembled the ‘elves’ Xia Yan knew, could be said to be a race with very high looks. However, this race was not the weak elves who were always being kidnapped in some fantasy novels.

The ranking was not a ranking of strength, but a ranking of the degree of adaptation to magic.

The higher the ranking of a race, the more adapted they were to magic. And races ranked sixth or higher, rather than being adapted to magic, their very existence was magic. They were fantastical existences that transcended the meaning of ‘living beings’.

For example, Xia Yan was the embodiment of the Third Magic, transcending the meaning of ‘living beings’.

Sixth and above were ‘life’, and below were ‘living beings’.

The existence of life was not within the ‘biological system tree’.

In other words, it was impossible to be born through genetic evolution alone.

The Elven race was the most adapted to magic among ‘living beings’, and could be said to be the darlings of magic. It couldn’t be said that they were the strongest magicians, but the Elven race definitely had the most ‘magical knowledge’ in the world.

Xia Yan had also learned about the Elven race from the Goblin race in the aerial battleship.

Among the Elven race, the division of strength depended on how many spells an Elven could use simultaneously.

Each spell had to have a channel connecting to the ‘Elven Corridor’.

The more spells that could be used simultaneously, the more they corresponded to the ‘Elven Corridor’.

A single caster was someone who could use one spell, a dual caster was two spells, and so on.

These were fine, but the Elven race was most famous not for their magical talent.

But—they were very vengeful.

To the point of making your scalp tingle, they wouldn’t forget even after thousands of years.

In this chaotic world, although there were strong and weak races, no one was really afraid of anyone. And the sense of racial honor had reached a peak, with everyone feeling honored to be a part of the collective.

If someone provoked their race, okay, one word, don’t be a coward, just do it.

There were no tactics to speak of, everyone just rushed in.

The level of intelligence in this era couldn’t be said to be ‘uncivilized barbarians’, but it wasn’t much better, everyone was straightforward. Environment shapes talent, and this environment really couldn’t produce any cunning geniuses.

Of course, the lowest human race was being tempered.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength was too great, and intelligence had no use.

And the Elven race was the most vengeful, to the point of being terrifying.

Thousands of years ago, in the early stages of the great war, the Dragon race had offended the Elven race, and due to the large gap in strength, the Elven race chose to endure humiliation. But they never gave up, and watched the Dragon race like a hungry wolf.

Then, a hundred years ago, taking advantage of the Dragon race’s infighting with the Phantasm race, they took a vicious bite—attacking the Dragon race’s hinterland, sacrificing nearly four-fifths of their high-level combat power for it, and were happy to do so.

There were many other examples that proved the Elven race’s terrifying vengefulness.

“I just want a cute maid…”

Xia Yan curled his lips, not planning to provoke this race for the time being.

He smiled with a hint of anticipation.

“Then, let’s perform a long-awaited summoning, hopefully there will be a well-behaved and cute maid…”

“Eh? Summoning?” Riku walked over with a teacup and asked curiously.

“Just a unique magic of mine.” Xia Yan smiled calmly, looked at this intelligent little guy, the future leader of humanity, pondered for a moment, and suddenly, he said a sentence: “Riku, would you like to learn magic?”

“Eh?” Riku widened his eyes and said in surprise.

“Magic? Lord Lilin, how can humans possibly use magic?”

“To be precise, it’s magecraft.”

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