Recruiting Doma

The Scribe shrugged at Huiren, as if to say that he couldn't control the situation anymore.

Huiren's face grew increasingly dark, and he clenched his teeth tightly, his body trembling slightly.

He waved to the man of light and asked.

"What's going on?"

"Chieftain."

When Shinri Keito approaching, he intended to follow the established procedures from elementary school to adulthood, but was stopped by Shinri Keito.

"No need for that. Just tell me what happened."

"Yes."

An awkward expression appeared on his face, and Hikaru said in a low voice.

"Originally, it was just that Mister Scribe said he was interested in the past patriarchs of the Shinri Family and wanted me to talk about it."

"Because it's from a long time ago, I don't remember it very clearly, and I misspoke about one place."

"Mr. Jing pointed it out to me, and then..."

Before he could finish speaking, Guangren's eyes said it all.

"Then Yijing went on stage by herself, and started talking about it?"

"Yes."

Nodding, Guangren gave a wry smile.

"Mr. Jing was originally quite serious, but as he talked, he turned into this."

Clenching his fists, Huiren wanted nothing more than to slap Yijing across the face.

Ultimately, Huiren, thanks to the good manners of the clan leader, suppressed the thought.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry. I am the clan leader, and I am tolerant and magnanimous."

"By the way, are you curious about the current clan leader, Lord Huiren?"

"Take him away!"

Under a disapproving, even slightly resentful, gaze, Guangren pulled him out of the reception room.

Hui only loosened his fist when the door slammed shut and footsteps echoed outside.

Scribe took a small sip of tea, looked at Huiren, and said with a smile.

"Chief Huiren, it's been a long time."

"Okay, it's been a long time."

"The nobles are truly considerate. Knowing that this is my first time here, they arranged for such a learned person to come."

"As long as you're happy."

With a forced smile on his face, Shinri Keito walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Since this is your first time here, we must make sure you are satisfied."

"Indeed, Yijing and I made an appointment to continue tomorrow."

"..."

Suppressing the thought in his mind once again, Huiren closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I wonder what brings you here today, Mister Scribe?"

"No, I was simply invited to visit a prominent family like the Shinri Family."

With a warm smile on his face, the Scribe said.

"In such a short time, I have already returned with a full load of goods."

Outside the room, Yi Jing was still complaining about why Guang Ren had taken her away.

"Mr. Jing, didn't you see the clan leader's eyes? He's got the heart to eat you up!"

"Even the clan chief can't stop me. I've finally met a foreigner who loves history, so I must teach him everything I know."

Shinri Ichijou, a samurai, enjoys studying the history of the past most of his days.

Over time, he developed the habit of talking nonstop when it came to history.

Most of the people in the Shinri Family disliked the past.

This is especially true of successive clan leaders; some have even publicly declared that the past is all dross and that we are now looking towards the future.

Fueled by this trend, Yi Jing couldn't find anyone in her family who shared the same hobby.

Until tonight, he met the Scribe, someone willing to listen to his past history.

At this point, he realized that his previous actions against the Scribe were a huge mistake.

'What a wonderful person he is, holding such a high position, yet he still loves history.'

At this moment, Shinri Ichijou wished he could consider the Scribe his lifelong confidant.

"Alright, alright, I understand. You should think carefully about how to talk to the clan leader later."

Shaking his head helplessly, Guangren was somewhat aware of Yijing's little problem.

I just didn't expect the aftereffects to be so exaggerated.

"There's no need. I'm just telling the truth, and these are all things that are written in the history of our Shinri Family!"

With a cold snort, Shinri Ichijou returned to his previous icy demeanor.

"Since it's been recorded, it's meant to be seen and discussed by others, so what's there to be embarrassed about?"

With a sigh, Hikaru didn't say anything more.

He didn't know why his family didn't like to study the past.

We can clearly gain a lot of useful knowledge and experience from the past, but nobody studies it.

Although not explicitly prohibited, the Shinri Family absolutely does not encourage it.

Furthermore, we live in an era that is conducive to international exchange and the absorption of advanced foreign cultures.

Most people in the tribe prefer items imported from the West, so even fewer are willing to study their own tribe's history.

In the past, Guangren studied history for a period of time under the influence of Yijing.

But in the end, Huiren intervened and stopped him from continuing.

"Once you become the clan leader, you will learn about the clan's history."

After leaving behind this statement, Huiren no longer allowed Guangren to conduct research.

As for Yi Jing, he was not qualified to inherit the position of clan leader, so Huiren turned a blind eye to it.

But after tonight, it's uncertain whether Huiren will still allow Renjing to study history.

"Is there anything wrong with your family's past?"

Looking up at the moon in the sky, Guangren couldn't help but think of something.

"Otherwise, why would you cover it up, and why would you say you'd find out after becoming the clan leader?"

Chapter 513 Winning Over Doma

The night wind was a bit chilly, making the hairs on people's skin stand on end.

"Mr. Jing, could you please stop nagging?"

Looking helplessly to the side, I Shinri Ichijou standing in the corner, muttering something.

"Hmm, what did you say?"

Turning his head, Yi Jing calmly wiped the ground with his foot and said in a serious tone.

"Did you hear me wrong? I didn't say anything."

"No, you just said you were going to go and argue with the clan chief."

After mentally complaining, Hikaru scratched his face, looking completely innocent.

"Really? Maybe I was just too impatient."

"Those two are both important figures, so it's understandable that their discussion took a long time."

Nodding, Yi Jing spoke in a lecturing tone.

We just need to do what we're supposed to do.

"If it weren't for your meddling, we could have been inside."

He muttered another complaint to himself, then nodded without saying anything.

After an unknown amount of time, Huiren's voice finally came from inside the house.

As soon as he entered the room, Guangren saw Scribe shaking hands with Huiren.

"Brother, you are truly learned and knowledgeable, knowing everything from astronomy to geography."

"Not at all, my brother, you are a learned man, knowledgeable in all directions."

With warm smiles on their faces, the two kept complimenting each other.

The words were almost unbearable to hear.

"When did the Mister Scribe and the clan chief become so close?"

Judging from their appearance, it's hard to imagine what happened before.

Especially Shinri Keito, whose words and expressions were completely different from before.

His eyes were filled with satisfaction as he looked at the Scribe, wishing he could become sworn brothers with him on the spot.

"Guangren, go and make arrangements. Scribe will be staying here tonight."

"Yes, Chieftain."

Nodding, Guangren turned around to prepare to arrange the rooms.

As he was leaving, he overheard the Scribe and the benefactor complimenting each other.

At this time, within the Eternal Paradise Cult.

Wearing a cult leader's hat and leaning against a luxurious sofa, Doma had a slight smile on his face.

Before him, a woman dressed in very ordinary clothes was kneeling respectfully.

Not long ago, this woman suddenly came to the Eternal Paradise Cult and claimed that she had important matters to discuss with the sect leader.

Originally, the believers responsible for keeping watch wanted to refuse.

However, considering that the woman had previously donated a lot of supplies to the church, they still went in to report it.

As a demon, Doma naturally has no habit of resting.

Therefore, he readily agreed to the woman's visit.

What do you want to say?

With his hands clasped together, Doma looked at the woman with a smile.

"What is it that requires you to come to see me, the leader, so late at night?"

"My Lord, you will surely be satisfied with this matter."

A mysterious smile appeared on her face, and the woman then brushed a strand of hair from her forehead to the side.

A mark, barely visible to the naked eye, appeared on his forehead, causing Doma an eyebrow.

Immediately afterwards, the woman pressed her palm against her forehead and gently lifted it.

"Pop"

Like an opened can of fruit, his head was opened.

At the same time, Doma's smile widened.

"So you're a ghost too? I never expected that."