The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 318 - 274: Arrangements (2)

"Helena, Natasha, you two have the highest current levels, so form the first team with me. I’ll pull you two up first. Since each of you has your own inheritance, I don’t need to teach you anything. Just familiarize yourselves with your advancement skills to quickly convert your levels into real combat power."

Lynn first mentioned Cleia and asked her to relay the command, urging the army to gather swiftly. Although defeating the Demon Race won’t require much effort from these ordinary troops, he still needs to find the lost Saint Emperor’s Boots across the vast Divine Protection Continent, a task that requires many people.

Then came Helena and Natasha, one being a True God descendant with divine skills passed down generations, and the other from the Giant Dragon lineage with long-standing heritage, also lacking no advancement skills. So all Lynn needs to do is elevate their levels; the rest requires no further worry from him.

"Catherine, since you don’t practice in Light Element, you probably can’t rely on Akelie there. But I have an 800-level Flame Long Saber here, called ’Meteor Fall,’ which is at the divine artifact level. The key is that it comes with a special skill you can study, making it a path to becoming stronger."

Lynn said as he conjured a splendid Flame Long Saber from thin air, handing it to the somewhat stunned Catherine.

Although she’s far from level 800 now and can’t use this divine artifact Flame Saber yet, Lynn didn’t wait for Catherine to reach level 800 to give her the saber. After all, reality differs from games. In games, you can switch to new weapons at will and play with flashy tricks, but in reality, familiarity with weapons is paramount. It’s certainly better to get acquainted first.

"You’re just giving it to me like that? Do you know how valuable it is?"

Catherine was truly shocked by Lynn’s generosity. An 800-level divine artifact weapon given away so casually—do you know how much this could sell for out there?

It’s even more valuable than the legendary Saint Emperor’s Divine Artifact because the latter, with a wearing requirement of level 999, can only be appreciated, whereas the 800-level divine artifact has a realistic hope of being worn.

Currently, the top ten Saints all possess levels upwards of 730. Though the highest now is just over 750, most of them haven’t yet reached old age, and they still have hopes of hitting level 800 in their lifetimes.

"You’re my wife. Do I need to calculate the value when I’m giving you something?"

Hearing Catherine question him like this, Lynn responded naturally.

"I..."

Catherine almost instinctively wanted to say she was just the godmother of the children, not his wife, but she found herself unable to say it.

It’s not that she was silenced by Lynn’s generous gift, as the saying goes, gifts can soften your stance. She was genuinely touched.

No matter how flirtatious Lynn might be, he’s truly kind to her. Even when she gives him no advantage, he bears no resentment and continues to treat her well as usual.

If Lynn didn’t have so many female confidantes besides her, she might even view him as a sycophant.

Yet not only is he not a sycophant, he’s also surrounded by many women as exceptional as her and even better, enjoying exquisite delicacies, but he still hasn’t let go of this ’simple dish.’

It’s apparent he genuinely likes her, not out of insincere greed.

Alas...

She has sighed more than once, even more than two or three times. If she weren’t indifferent towards men, she’d probably have willingly succumbed to Lynn long ago.

Maybe... give it a try?

For the first time, Catherine had such a thought; otherwise, she always felt guilty for his affection, or even somewhat obvious favoritism.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing Catherine say "I" and then fall silent for a long time, seemingly lost in thought, Lynn spoke to wake her.

"Nothing... thank you."

Catherine was suddenly awakened by Lynn, feeling slightly flustered and blush a little because of her thoughts, but she quickly adjusted, thanked Lynn, and returned to her usual demeanor.

As she finished speaking, Lynn glanced at her suspiciously several times before withdrawing his gaze.

Why didn’t she refute me? Did she just admit she’s my wife?

Indeed, perseverance pays off; if you work hard enough, even a day as a couple brings lasting affection.

Lynn didn’t consider that Catherine was tempted by profit. His Catherine isn’t that shallow. If a mere divine artifact could win her over, with his status as the Miracle Saint Emperor, she’d have long been in his embrace. Why wait until today?

"Okay, next is Vivian. You’re the one with the thinnest foundation among everyone, and your current level is manageable, but the strength of level 800 might require you some time to adapt. So, don’t rush the advancement skills. Let your sisters keep training with you for now, and stabilize yourself first."

After instructing all present wives, Lynn turned his attention to the two little ones sitting and eating fruit in neat rows.

"For you two... Little Yuri and Little Yuna, you’re really too young, so Dad will place you at the very end. Moreover, you’ll only receive very limited experience, topping at level three to four hundred."

This was Lynn’s decision after much consideration. He can’t let his children possess excessively strong powers while still being kids. Even if they are quite obedient and sensible, children inherently lack self-control, and if they get mischievous, they can cause significant trouble.

Cleia, already a bit overwhelmed, listened to Lynn and looked at him with a very peculiar gaze.

Do you even listen to what you’re saying?

Levels three to four hundred... though not Saint Tier, this level corresponds to Sky Knights and Great Mages in formal terminology. Are you sure you want two eight-year-olds to become such strong individuals capable of overwhelming a hundred elite soldiers on their own?

"So that’s the arrangement for our family. Sounds simple. Oh, Cleia, can you obtain the Windsor Clan’s inheritance over there? If not, I do have some insights into the Light Element..."

After instructing Little Yuri and Little Yuna, Lynn felt like he was missing something. Turning to see Cleia looking eagerly at him, he remembered only assigning tasks to Cleia but neglecting her follow-up arrangements.

"What? Oh... I’m a direct descendant of the Windsor Clan, my younger brother is the current Emperor of the Light Empire. If I want to obtain the Windsor Clan’s inheritance, it shouldn’t be a problem... but if Lynn has better plans, I’m open to them."

Once Lynn called her name, Cleia immediately straightened up and sat upright, demonstrating a considerable tactical presence, and dutifully expressed her willingness to follow his leadership arrangements.

"If your family’s inheritance is not an issue, I won’t tamper with things. After all, what I have is merely personal experience, definitely not as suitable for you as your family’s generational legacy."

Upon Cleia’s response, Lynn nodded, abandoning the idea of personally mentoring Cleia. As he said, his familiarity with the Light Warrior comes from game experience, and whether he can teach effectively is uncertain. In terms of stability, it’s definitely not as dependable as the family’s Divine Blood inheritance.

That inheritance was left by the Light God King to His descendants. Although He wasn’t a God King at the time, the Ancient God’s legacy is indisputably at least as good as the Divine Warrior profession, right?

"Then I’ll return to the Imperial Palace later, activate the Divine Blood in advance. Once the levels increase, the inherited divine skill will automatically awaken."

Cleia followed up with a nod, then rigidly said this sentence and fell silent.

She’s still quite bewildered, and avoiding a breakdown is considered fortunate.