“——And you provided him with sponsorship.”

Avas affirmed.

He looked into Grandet's eyes, as if he saw the bottom of his heart: "Because you are, 'hidden in the belly'... right."

In fact, Aivas did not remember Grandet's past specifically.

He just vaguely remembers that he had a serious illness, and when he was a child he got through the stomach of a horse...and then the illness was cured. As a result, it became so ugly.

"Yes, just like me."

But Grandet said frankly, and there was no slightest taboo about this: "From the preparatory priestess named Niya, Hassan could have achieved handsome beauty, but he became dark, ugly, thin, and short because of the difficulties of fate - you should have heard my story, right?"

"Well, I was forced to hide it in the horse's belly, and my appearance became deformed... or something like that."

Avas replied vaguely.

"That's right," Grandet nodded slowly, "My parents have provoked enemies - they are goblins from the 'Golden Tooth' clan. They belong to the flash gold system and tend to buy and monopolize various mining industries within the chamber of commerce, while the Death Mouth family is from the Qoshit system... Our business is mainly investment and fraud."

He said this and gave Evas a calm smile: "For big customers who are worth maintaining, we are the best investors. Other goblins will not always give us discount prices like us. Because we know what the future is-"

"And if there is no future, just turn to fraud and drain their last penny, right?"

Aivas chuckled.

He also knew about this - even if there is no relevant knowledge in the game, the faction of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce is not kept confidential, and you can find it by just checking it.

Grandet did not defend himself, but just smiled at Aivas and said directly: "We goblins have a festival called March Festival - similar to the custom of you humans celebrating your first year. The reason is that in the past, troll wizards liked to eat small goblins that were less than three months, so it was a blessing to be able to survive for three months... It means that it is not easy to be eaten in the short term, and it is a festival worth celebrating.

"And on March Day between my country and my sister, our family was spelled and poisoned, and the whole family died because of it - my parents, my fourteen brothers and twelve sisters all died because of it. My sister and I were also poisoned because of drinking my mother's milk.

"But my mother knew a little witchcraft. She killed a horse and sewed me into the horse's belly."

"The horse's belly..."

Aivas thoughtfully: "The white horse symbolizes the sun at noon in the ceremony, bright and warm, with sufficient yang energy. The white horse's heart is bloody, and there is a saying that people will bring people back to life... But did the killer not find that one person is missing?"

"The coincidence is here. My parents did not announce that this baby was twins. After counting the number of people, the killer found that it was right, so he left."

Grandet narrowed his eyes: "The reason why my mother chose me instead of my fellow sister... is because I was quieter than her. She cried because of the discomfort, but I didn't say a word. I didn't make any sound until I was discovered, so I survived.

"Later I asked someone to ask... My mother's simple ceremony had only 20% chance of detoxification. I was lucky enough, and the price I paid was that this face became distorted. It was also from that time that I vowed to be calm and calm forever. I would never reveal a trace of flaws... and I would never let an enemy go."

"And before, you found that you were quite similar to Yanquan, right?"

Aivas said.

He did not ask what happened to the "Golden Ya Family" later.

Grandet is now standing here safely and becoming the leader of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce, an almost double fifth-level strongman... has already given the answer.

"yes."

Grandet laughed, but didn't hear much laughter: "It was all because of luck that they survived, they were all the last person of the family, they were all ugly people who had the chance to become beautiful... So after I heard his story, I planned to give him a chance.

"The rebel army he joined was originally my power. I gave him a chance to take revenge, and the price was an 80% chance of dying on the spot - he chose to accept it without hesitation and survived.

“——That’s ‘Fire Fist’.”

"What is the Fire Fist?"

Aivas asked, "This is not Star Antimony Alchemy."

"This is the sacrilegious craft of the dwarf."

Grandet replied without reservation: "The dwarf demons have the ability to create extraordinary equipment. But they have studied a new technology... They compressed and sealed the complete magic demon into a piece of equipment, and then made it a prosthetic body. Through the concept of "the prosthetic body is connected to the body", people can connect their souls and magic demons. Thus, mortals can obtain the memory and power of the magic demon. The price is that they will see the illusion that only they can see... and communicate with the magic demon in the illusion."

——It sounds a bit like Johnny Silverman.

This thought floated through Evas's mind.

He said slowly: "Because you survived with a 20% chance, are you going to let him endure this trial too?"

Grandet spread his hands: "It's not that I'm making things difficult for him, but that this operation involves soul fusion, and the probability of success is low. In other words, it's because I just learned about this technology and the success rate of this coincidence... I had an idea to contact a disabled mortal outside the ocean.

"This is fate. Don't you think, Your Excellency?"

Aivas did not answer him, but continued to ask, "So, he became Hassan, the Fire Fist?"

"He is one of the few rebel leaders who have launched successful rebellions."

Grandet nodded: "With my sponsorship and support, he successfully assassinated the good Lord and burned the entire oasis that was doomed to be unable to survive.

"In the midst of the sky, Hassan's story of the Flame Fist is destined to be unable to be hidden. He proved that the Good Lord could be killed and also provided samples for the rebels in other regions.

"It is precisely because of this kind of rebellion that cannot be accommodated by the Good Lords. Many Good Lords in the surrounding areas sent people to encircle Hassan, and Hassan escaped eight encirclements. On the ninth time, he finally missed and was arrested.

“——And I gave him another chance.”

Grandet smiled slightly: "Just think it's an investment - I sent someone to intercept him and told him that the rest of my life can no longer tolerate him. He can kill a good Lord, burn an oasis, but cannot destroy such a civilization. After all, it is because he has no culture.

“It is precisely because he has no knowledge that he cannot understand why this is; it is precisely because he has no culture that he cannot let people know their inner anger.

"So I sent him to the Principality of Narcissus, and through my connections I found him a wizard tower master as his mentor.

"I told him, "Get accumulate strength, learn, think... Those remnants of rebels are Chai Fire. They burn and fire, guiding him home in the dark. And he only has one chance... I will never save him if he fails next time.

“And now, he is back.
Chapter completed!