Female Novel
Chapter 2111
Noel stared speechlessly at Fane before rolling his eyes at him. "Do you hear yourself? Going towar against the Muddled Origin Clan and going to war against the Corpse Pavilion is totallydifferent, okay? One is on par with us and the other is a fourth-grade Clan association! By then, it'snot up to us to say whether we want to go to the battlefield because they will force us to go forsure!"
Fane arched his eyebrow and said defensively, "It's not as if the Corpse Pavilion is specificallytargeting us! There’ll be other Clan associations fighting against them too. Besides, their target is toget rid of the Thousand Leaves Pavilion first, meaning they would be the main force in this matterwhile we'll only act as supporters."
Noel shrugged his shoulders helplessly but his lips were pressed in a tight line. "You're more naivethan I thought. Yes, the Thousand Leaves Pavilion would be the main force but do you think theywould sacrifice their disciples to protect us? Don’t be surprised if they treat us like pawns. Whateverhappens, we'll be the unlucky ones. As an informal disciple, I might not be of great help in the warbut it doesn't mean I can defy orders if I was sent as cannon fodder."
A dry, bitter feeling spread from Noel's mouth to his entire body, making him feel deathlyuncomfortable. Fane arched his eyebrow and patted him on the
shoulder. It was not as if he did not understand Noel's feelings.
"The war hasn't started yet. I told you all these so that you can mentally prepare yourself. When thetime comes, you alone can choose the path that is best for you,” said Fane.
Noel did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He shrugged his shoulders andsaid," You're right. But what can I do? How can I turn my back on my own Clan association in timesof need? I might as well give up my identity as an informal disciple and be branded as a coward."
Brook sighed. As a runner disciple, his presence was usually not needed on the battlefield but evenso, there was a high chance he would be sent there if the Clan association became desperate.Then, he would be nothing but cannon fodder. Thinking about this made him feel like he had beenthrown into quicksand, the more he struggled, the quicker his death would be.
Noel slammed down his teacup angrily on the table. His eyes were filled with outrage. "What thehell are those bastards from the Corpse Pavilion are thinking? Why break the peace now? Isn't itenough for them to rule the south? Why do they have to come here to make trouble?"
"There’s no need to be confused and there's no need to question their intelligence. There must be areason for them to go through all this effort and my guess is, it has something to do with the secretresource place," said Fane, a little down.
Then, he suddenly jerked his head up and solemnly asked, "What do the two of you know about thesecret resource place? We need to exchange all the information we have so that we can figure outwhy the Corpse Pavilion is going through all this length and why the Thousand Leaves Pavilion isn'tdoing anything about them."novelbin
Noel furrowed his brow and gave it some thought before answering, "Actually, I have no idea what.I've only heard that the secret resource place has a lot of treasures and resources and both theDual Sovereign Pavilion and the Muddled Origin Clan want to claim the place for themselves.Hence, the war. But presumably, those things should not be very precious, otherwise, why wouldthe Thousand Leaves Pavilion not claim it for themselves?”
As the ruler of the north of West Cerce! State, the Thousand Leaves Pavilion not only had a stronginfluence but also occupied most of the resources, so that they could continue to grow and prosper.