Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  The “sanctuary” wasn’t as large as other God’s Kingdoms, and it was near the dwellings of the Gods, so it only took Arcaian several minutes to find Sui Xiong.

  Sui Xiong usually stayed in the outdoor conference hall that was at the center of the God’s Kingdom and seldom left.

  Normally, he would lie motionlessly on the big table in the conference hall, as if he was a decoration on the table. Once, the God of Celebration, Javier, had seen this and said, “Where did this large plate of jellyfish come? Leaving the sauce off is fine, but why didn’t they cut it?”

  In fact, Sui Xiong was just resting and thinking.

  Ten years earlier, he had suffered a lot from war. The first self-explosion had consumed the Divine Power stored in his body, but the second one had consumed his soul power, and the soul power had reunited with the power that had spilled in the first explosion. Then the reunited power had triggered a second self-explosion that was more violent.

  The second explosion not only destroyed his enemies, but also badly wounded him—though he wasn’t exactly wounded, but tired.

  This tiredness came from the soul, rather than the body.

  Decades earlier, when he had killed the God of Storm and Sea, he had been seriously injured. Only his body had been seriously injured, not his soul. At that time, he had been sick and unable to lift his spirits, because he had overdrawn his Divine Power and his body was weak. In theory, if he could have switched bodies, he would soon recover.

  But this time, he could clearly feel that his fatigue came not only from his body, but more from the soul.

  He was extremely tired, so he spent most of his time lying there, motionless, and recovering his soul.

  The process was long. Ten years after, he still felt tired, even though he had recovered a lot. At this rate, it would take hundreds of years to get well.

  It was okay. There was plenty of time anyway. The world was so peaceful. Even if he lay here for a hundred years, there would be no problem.

  Although he was a little tired and in a poor condition, his fighting ability was strong. If there was any trouble, he could still handle it.

  Like, for example, this time.

  “This is the first time I’ve heard you talking about your family in detail.” After listening for half an hour, Sui Xiong smiled and said, “So, what are you going to do now? Are you going to convince Buddy to release your great-grandfather and father? Or just go to the Archaean Glacier and save them?”

  “If I can convince the Orc Judge, I’d like to!” Arcaian immediately answered. “Being stuck in the ice isn’t fatal. On the contrary, it can make people live forever. Great-grandfather and father have been frozen for so many years that it won’t make any differences if I save them a few days earlier or later. In contrast, if we can persuade the Orc Judge to respect the name of the Pasteur family, they’ll be happy!”

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  Sui Xiong nodded and meditated.

  Saving people is very simple. That would be a simple trip for me. No matter how big the Archaean Glacier is, I could find them in the end.

  But…… it would hard to convince the Orc Judge!

  Even Sui Xiong had heard of the name Buddy Brista, the Orc Judge, and more than once. Buddy Brista was perhaps the only one of the famous “Golden Ethnic Group” who was still around in contemporary times. Although he was no longer a demigod and only had the Legendary Realm, no God would dare to belittle him.

  He had lived from ancient times to the present and even survived the war in which the Master of Mystery had exterminated the Elf God System. He couldn’t be underestimated!

  No one knew the real level of the Orc Judge, and no one wanted to use their valuable Legendary Masters’ lives to test it. Ordinary legendary strongmen weren’t enough to compete with Buddy. One had to send Legendary Masters who were in the legendary peak and had almost become demigods.

  But peak Legendary Masters were precious! Only crazy people used them as bait!

  Even the Master of Mystery had let the Orc Judge go! At that time, the Master of Mystery had destroyed the whole Elf God System, so why had he let the Orc Judge go?

  So even Sui Xiong didn’t want to fight with Buddy. Even though he was sure he would win, he wasn’t sure whether Buddy would have the means to do great harm to him, his territory, or his followers.

  But how would they convince stubborn old Buddy without force?

  It wouldn’t be easy! Sui Xiong scratched his head and thought anxiously.

  He knew that he wasn’t a good debater. He had prepared so much at the beginning, but eventually shown his timidity at the public trial meeting. Then he’d had no choice but to use the name of the Master of Order to support himself. If the gold-medal debater from his university had come, they could have fought with a single mouth and made the opposing Gods speechless. It was unnecessary for them to use any aids.

  If one had seen the video of Sui Xiong’s performance during the public trial meeting, they would have probably squinted, shook their head, and said disdainfully, “So weak.”

  So trying to persuade the Orc Judge wasn’t okay.

  It will be impossible to fight or persuade. What should I do? Sui Xiong couldn’t help but look distressed.

  He thought for a long time and asked, “You’ve been a God for ten years. As a member of the Elves Race and one of the Elf Gods in the world, have any elves come to contact you?”

  “Of course they did.” Arcaian was surprised and wondered why Sui Xiong had asked this.

  “So…… who are they? Do they have respected reputations?”

  Arcaian then understood, shaking his head and sighing, “One is an elder who enjoys a very good reputation among the Elves Race. But no matter how famous he is, the Orc Judge is always the one with the best reputation in the Elves Race. He cannot be persuaded by anyone. When my great-grandfather was imprisoned by him, some elders persuaded him that my great-grandfather had contributed a lot to the elves, but had harmed few trees in the experiment. Besides, even if some trees were damaged, we could plant more. It’s not worth punishing a Legendary Master who contributed a lot because of something this small, but the Orc Judge didn’t pay any attention to the elders.”

  Sui Xiong smiled and said, “One elder won’t work, since he can ignore him, but if there were two or three elders there to persuade him…… or even if every member of the Grand Council supported the release the two elders of the Pasteur family, how would that be?”

  Arcaian’s eyes lit up.

  Even the highly respected Orc Judge couldn’t work against to the whole Elf Grand Council—maybe his power was strong enough, but without the support of the Grand Council, he had no right to punish anyone at all, not to mention that Arcaian’s great-grandfather, Clahot Pasteur, was a legendary master who had made a great contribution to the Elves Race.

  Of course, the Orc Judge could stick to his own view, but as long as the Elf Grand Council decided to revoke the original wrong punishment and release the two elders of the Pasteur family, it didn’t matter what the Orc Judge thought—it wasn’t only him that knew the location of the Archaean Glacier prison. Arcaian could find another elder to lead the way.

  This method was the best one. They couldn’t talk to Orc Judge Buddy directly, but they could solve the problem through legal procedures. For the elders of the Pasteur family, it might not have been the best solution, but it was a good one.

  After all, no one could convince Buddy.

  A few days later, Arcaian’s clone visited an elder of the Elf Grand Council, the same one who had pled for mercy for Clahot Pasteur, and talked about this plan in detail.

  “The Orc Judge was unreasonable!” said the frowning gray-haired elder. “The ancestors of the Pasteur family didn’t make any big mistakes. They just had different ideas. When he wanted to punish them, I was very opposed to it. Now he’s even refusing the words of a kind God. Is he crazy?”

  “Thanks for your belief in the God of Medicine, Arcaian. Your Majesty, I understand what you mean. That’s a good plan. I’ll give you my full support.”

  Arcaian, who had been worried that the plan might not have worked, finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled satisfactorily.

  Over the next few days, at this elder’s recommendation, Arcaian met with all the elders of the Elf Grand Council. He was very humble and modest, without any of the arrogance of a God. He talked with the elders sincerely, so they were very cooperative. No one embarrassed him. Many elders admired him very much and even asked him if he was interested in building temples in the Ancient Forest to train his followers.

  Since the Elf God System was destroyed, there had been no reliable God for a long time.

  Over the years, there had been several Gods among the elves, but none of them were reliable, and most of them even belonged to the evil side, but Arcaian was a kind and well-known God. He was the reliable God that the elders had been waiting a long time for.

  In Orc Judge Buddy’s view, medical technology was meaningless to the elves with high magic level, but from the the elders point of view, rebuilding the belief system of the Elves Race and cultivating the clergy were far more important than medical technology.

  As everyone knew, the direction of research at the Pasteur School wasn’t only focused on medical treatment. In the coming years, Arcaian Pasteur, the God of Medicine, would be likely to increase the clergy again and create get the clergy of battle. Would anyone say that elves couldn’t fight by then?

  The elders believed that the Orc Judge had prejudices against the Pasteur Spagirism School and had denied Arcaian’s achievement.

  Buddy, the chief elder of the Grand Council, was too stubborn. Everyone had tolerated him for a long time. It was a great opportunity to tell him that the goal of the Grand Council was to seek benefits for all elves and that everything wasn’t decided solely by him!

  It didn’t take long for the elders to put forward the proposal of “revoking the wrongful punishment of Clahot Pasteur and his grandson, Tuela Pasteur, restoring the reputation of the Pasteur School, and formally introducing the belief of the God of Medicine to the elves” at the conference of the Grand Council.

  When he heard the proposal, the Orc Judge’s face grew very pale, and he couldn’t help but shout. The same elders who had always yielded to his authority were united this time and insisted on passing the proposal.

  This meant that the Pasteur School was finally recognized by the Elves Race, and the Pasteur family name was finally set right by Arcaian.

  Waiting outside the door, Arcaian clearly heard the whole discussion in the congress hall. He couldn’t help but laugh silently.