World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1133 - 509: Shameless Lanling! Acting_2

Chapter 1133: 509: Shameless Lanling! Acting_2

In his view, even if he couldn’t marry Miss Ninian, Du Yan would still be an obedient loyal dog—not like Suo Mo. Letting him take charge of the Foreign Tribe Army best serves Konstantin’s interests.

Meanwhile, Lanling had thoroughly distanced himself from the Foreign Tribe Army, leaving Konstantin as his sole pillar of support.

Konstantin continued, "Of course, you must publicly announce your departure from the Foreign Tribe Army and sever all ties with Suo Mo. Because we are preparing to conquer an expanse of land stretching a thousand miles. I don’t want my son-in-law to be the subject of endless gossip about not being a Rakshasa Tribesperson, being a worthless foreigner, or part of the Near-Human Tribe, and so on."

At this moment, Lanling could discern Konstantin’s plans even with his eyes closed.

He wanted Lanling to sever his relationship with Suo Mo, sever his connection with the Foreign Tribe Army—and publicly announce it.

By doing so, he cuts off all possible retreat for Lanling. The entire Foreign Tribe Army would despise and scorn Lanling for his ingratitude and betrayal.

This would force Lanling to devote himself entirely to serving Konstantin.

Nominally, Konstantin said he would let Lanling command an elite unit from the tribe.

Clearly, this unit existed—Lanling might have command over a force of two thousand to three thousand troops.

But, undeniably, he would be nothing more than a figurehead. No one would truly follow his orders; Konstantin’s loyalists would control every aspect of the unit’s authority.

Lanling’s sole purpose would be to serve as Konstantin’s grim reaper on the battlefield, slaughtering over a thousand enemies in every major conflict.

This, naturally, aligned with Konstantin’s interests.

Still...

If it came to this, Lanling was absolutely confident that in a short amount of time, he could fully seize control of the two to three thousand troops under his command.

Moreover, he was certain he could exploit Ninian’s ambition to voraciously devour the authority of the Chimera Tribe, continuously expanding the forces under his control.

If Suo Mo were not Lanling’s uncle, there was a chance Lanling might truly agree.

But now...

Suo Mo was his only relative in the Barbaric Wilderness, and for Lanling’s sake, Suo Mo was willing to make monumental sacrifices.

Then there was Dina, who should have been on the battlefield but was instead at home, caring for the little girl.

And most importantly—the Foreign Tribe Army, which was currently Lanling’s most vital asset.

No doubt, this thousand-strong Foreign Tribe Army didn’t possess the individual combat prowess of the Chimera Tribe’s elite forces. However, their spirit, their loyalty, was as precious as gold.

Within the Chimera Tribe, even if Lanling succeeded in commanding an elite force of three to five thousand troops, it would be fraught with deception, greed, and betrayal.

This was not the same as being in the Rage Wave Kingdom, where Lanling had the backing of King Zibian and Princess Zhi Yan.

This time, Lanling wanted to carve out his own path and build his own empire, which meant loyalty and purity within his ranks were of the utmost importance.

Frankly speaking, the thousand brothers in the Foreign Tribe Army were incomparably more important to Lanling than the ten thousand soldiers of the Chimera Tribe.

Because they were the seeds of his future empire!

This force had been cultivated by Suo Mo over the course of more than ten years with fairness and righteousness. Their spirit and character were worth more than pure gold!

...

"So?" Konstantin asked, "You sever your ties with the Foreign Tribe Army, cut off your relationship with Suo Mo, and then, at great cost, I’ll have you change your ethnicity to become one of us Rakshasa Tribespeople, marrying my daughter Ninian. In doing so, you will no longer be seen as a lowly foreigner in the Chimera Tribe. Among the tribe, you will rank fourth in status."

Lanling couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

Indeed, there would be no falling pie from the sky!

The most perilous moment had arrived.

His life hung by a thread. Any misstep in his performance—any slip—and he would face death.

This wasn’t a joke; it was real. If his response was wrong, it wouldn’t just provoke Konstantin; it would mean death—immediate death.

The moment to test his acting skills had come.

Then, with his voice trembling, Lanling said, "Chieftain, I long for fame and fortune every waking moment, which is why I fought so hard in this battle. And as for Miss Ninian, I am utterly captivated by her..."

With that, he gazed fervently at Miss Ninian, striving to release his spiritual power, luring her consciousness, triggering her dopamine and hormones.

Taking a deep breath, Lanling said in a trembling voice, "Miss Ninian, you might think I always oppose you, tease you with improper words, or even humiliate you publicly. This makes me different from Du Yan and the others, who treat you as a goddess to admire and worship cautiously, never daring to offend you.

At these words, Konstantin’s face twitched violently, almost as if he might lash out.

"But, in fact, I am just like them!" Lanling said, his gaze burning. "From the moment I first saw you, I have been utterly obsessed with and enamored by you."

Immediately, Konstantin began gritting his teeth, while Ninian shot Lanling a fierce glare, though her body betrayed a flush of warmth.

Lanling continued, "My rudeness toward you actually had only one purpose—to get your attention. Others might worship and pursue you blindly, holding you on a pedestal with utmost delicacy, but surely you’ve grown tired of that. That’s why I opted for a different approach—retreating to advance, using stratagem, making myself stand out. Yet my ultimate goal remains the same—to possess you. I am just as infatuated with you as they are."

Then, taking another deep breath, Lanling fixed his mesmerizing gaze on Ninian and said, "The authenticity of feelings can be discerned at a glance, and women’s intuition is even sharper. With just one breath, a woman can tell whether a man truly loves her. I believe that at this moment, you can already sense my affection for you."