After exchanging a few more words with the noble, Liu Zhi learned where the tavern in the harbor was.
He was about to take Videnina into the city to look around and figure out what to do next when the noble stopped him again.
"Sir, once you're in the harbor, could you ask your maid to keep a low profile? There are quite a few nagas in this harbor, and your maid might cause unrest among them. Could you ask her to be discreet?"
Liu Zhi understood at once. Videnina's standing among the naga was beyond question.
Other races might care about strength or equipment, but the naga didn't. Eight arms were all it took to make someone their empress. No one could change that fact.
As for Videnina being Liu Zhi's maid, the noble didn't think much of it.
Liu Zhi's situation was obvious at a glance. He was about to become a god. What was the big deal about having one or two kings of other races as servants?
Hadn't plenty of kings in the Greek city-states been descendants of gods and their servants?
Still, he had to warn Liu Zhi, since there was simply no explaining the naga's nature. They only believed in the number of arms someone had; words meant nothing to them.
There hadn't been any eight-armed naga on this island before. If Videnina wanted to, she could take every naga on the island with her.
Looking at the noble, Liu Zhi understood what was going on.
He smiled at him. "Don't worry. I won't take the naga with me. I have enough people of my own."
"Who'd complain about having more people when heading to the Godforsaken Sea Area?" the noble muttered.
"What was that?" Liu Zhi glanced at him.
"Nothing. I just hope