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262: Chapter 259 Who Desecrated the Junior’s Grave?!Back at the hotel, the group didn’t go anywhere else and returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Palina changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed, pulling the sleeping Lia into her arms.

Zhang Mu lay on the bed next door. He kept his eyes closed for a long time but couldn’t sleep; the figure he had glimpsed at the Second Prince’s residence kept appearing in his mind.

At that moment, he had almost been unable to stop himself from rushing into the room and revealing his identity.

But in the end, he restrained the impulse in his heart.

Just as he had told Mr. Solon, moving in the shadows was the best choice compared to supporting his senior on the surface.

Zhang Mu’s identity was the Lord of Gur City, a kingdom hero who had recently defeated a neighboring country’s invasion, and to the outside world, he was also a Magister.

Combined, he couldn’t be called insignificant no matter where he was placed.

If he truly took a clear stance and announced his support for Avril to everyone, it would have some effect.

But that was all.

A Magister was indeed rare, but as long as one’s talent reached a certain standard, they could still be produced by piling up resources.

The talent standard was somewhat strict, but in the entire kingdom, it wasn’t difficult to find.

Therefore, in the eyes of those in high positions, a Magister was ultimately just a ”commodity” that could be mass-produced, with the only difference being whether the price was expensive or cheap.

Saint Rank.

No matter how many resources were invested, a Saint Rank could not be created; they relied entirely on individual talent. They were the existences everyone looked up to, the foundation of a kingdom.

Unable to fall asleep for a long time, Zhang Mu opened his eyes.

The darkness in the room didn’t block his vision, and the crystal chandelier on the ceiling appeared clearly before his eyes.

”Lord City Lord, are you not asleep yet?”

The voice coming from the adjacent bed interrupted his thoughts.

”Is something wrong?”

”No, it’s just... will you return to Gur in the future?”

”I will.”

As the only territory he currently actually controlled, the construction of the Mountain Gate and Hogwarts had to be carried out there.

Once the project was completed, he would naturally go back to take possession.

”You won’t stay for long, or settle down, right?” Palina’s soft tone echoed in the darkness.

”Yeah, it’ll be like a vacation; I’ll visit occasionally and only stay for a little while.”

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”Will the Lord of Gur City be replaced?”

Once he helped his senior ascend to the throne, there would be no need to go there anymore.

The position of a city’s Lord couldn’t remain vacant forever; someone would definitely have to be reappointed.

Zhang Mu nodded unconsciously: ”Yes.”

”Then... you won’t be the City Lord anymore?”

Turning his head toward her, Palina was lying on her side with her back to him; he could only see her long brown hair spread across the pillow.

”What’s wrong?”

”I was thinking, since you won’t be the City Lord anymore, should I, um, change how I address you?”

”If you think it’s unnecessary, then I’ll continue to call you Lord City Lord.”

Her voice became faint at the end, filled with caution, and seemed to hold a bit of nervousness and expectation.

Zhang Mu felt it was a bit funny; it was just a name, was there a need to be so indirect?

”Do you care that much about what I’m called?”

”Well, it’s okay.

It’s just, always calling you Lord City Lord, Lord City Lord...”

”Feels distant?”

”A little.”

”Just call me that for now. As for a name, we’ll talk about it later.”

”Okay.”

The two fell silent. Palina’s breathing gradually became steady and long, and Zhang Mu also drifted off to sleep.

The next morning.

Sunlight passed through the window and fell on Zhang Mu’s cheek, feeling a bit itchy.

Instinctively scratching his face, he slowly opened his eyes.

Lia lay there with her eyes closed. Perhaps feeling hot, one of her fair little feet was sticking out from under the quilt, and her cat ears twitched occasionally.

There was a rustling sound to his right, and he looked over.

Palina was standing by the table, which had an open suitcase on it.

She was still wearing pajamas with a hem that dragged to her ankles, bending over with her back to Zhang Mu. The silk fabric clung tightly to her buttocks, and the rounded curve made it hard to look away.

”Ahem—what are you doing?” After a failed attempt to look away, Zhang Mu sat halfway up against the headboard, not in a hurry to get up.

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