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Chapter 1688, Section 321: You shall be the High Priest.
Realizing that the high priest of the ratmen was in the rodent clan, the lust demon became much more obedient and dared not run around or do anything outrageous. If he were caught and killed, Lady Beryl would have no excuse to question him.

Having finally endured until the scheduled contact time, the succubus, who had fled back to the quarry, stood in the open space. Confirming that he was the only ratman within a hundred meters, he cried out in his heart, "Lady Biros, why didn't you say that the ratman high priest was also there? It scared the rat to death!"

"You do not know?"

"How would I know? None of the Annamese people told me."

Annan Reeves didn't know?

Biros found it strange, but then she remembered that Lady Lilith had said that Liberty City was on another front, and they might not know about this. Annan Reeves sending the succubus was likely just Lady Lilith's order.

"Did Lady Lilith send you?"

"No, but Lady Lilith has been keeping an eye on things."

Biros recalled Evelyn saying that Lilith was waiting for news, which meant that Lady Lilith wanted news, right?
In that case, I need to reassess the situation in Liberty City. Annan Reeves is a puppet, but he also has a degree of autonomy. At least, that's what Lady Lilith knows, but he doesn't.

The succubus asked cautiously, "Lady Biros, what should I say about those people in Annam?"

"From now on, if you find out any information, ask me first. I will tell Lady Lilith about important things separately."

"Then this time..."

"Passing messages normally."

……

"High Priest Stunn!?"

When Annan learned of this news, he was devastated.

It wasn't a projection or illusion; it was High Priest Stun himself. It was as if the emperor of the empire had gone to the far north, and even if there was nothing there, from this moment on, something had to happen.

Annan immediately elevated the importance of the "truth" to a whole new level.

"Does Small know?" Little Small is already a leader, so naturally he can no longer be called by the nickname he used on the street.

"It was Lord Small who ordered us to send the message immediately."

"Okay, I'll think about it..."

The demon rats knew, which means the demons knew too... no, they actually knew a long time ago.

Annan suddenly realized why the Rodent Clan could coexist peacefully with the demons in the far north... High Priest Stunn was here, how could they possibly fight?

So, did that six-armed serpent demon choose to have the demon rat reveal the information to him... hoping to sell it for a higher price?
Outsiders might think the devil was plotting a conspiracy, but Annan saw the basis for cooperation.

How amusing. The demon is holding onto the Macken Ratman with one hand and the Stun Ratman with the other, and now another hand is reaching out to it... What? Where do all these hands come from? It makes sense for a six-armed serpent demon to have three hands, right?
The most urgent task is to inform the Ratman Elder of this news.

Annan was certain the ratman elder knew nothing. He was surprised that High Priest Stunn had infiltrated the rodent clan, but the ratman elder was terrified.

Touching the "anchor point" left to him by the ratman elder, Annan cast a low-level summoning spell, and a portal opened before him. An impatient ratman voice rang out: "Annan, what do you want now!"

Are there any outsiders with you?

The rat-man elder remained silent for a moment, then dismissed his subordinates.

Annan's first words were: "What I'm about to say, you must not be afraid..."

“I am a ratman elder, not a cowardly human,” the ratman elder said impatiently. “Very well, my men just sent word that the high priest of the Stunn clan is in the Rodent clan.”

"Why aren't you saying anything? Hey, are you still awake?"

The rat-man elder stood frozen opposite, unsurprisingly far more frightened than Annan.

The emperor of the empire went to the far north, and Annam, its neighbor, was shocked and puzzled. The ratman elder, the "imperial official," was truly half-dead.

What was the emperor doing on the frontier? Was he using his own secret agents? Did he know something? Was he investigating something? What if he found out something?

"How did you know?" The ratman elder's voice was dry, as if he hadn't had water for days.

"I have my own news channels."

When Annan said this, the rat-man elder believed him to a large extent—even it acknowledged that Annan's ability to corrupt other groups was comparable to that of the Stoun rat-men.

After a long silence, it said awkwardly, "Where the high priest is is his business, I have nothing to fear..."

"You really think so?"

"Isn't it..."

"It's true that we drove out the Macken ratmen who took over our nest, but if they think we deserve credit, why did they keep quiet and conceal their whereabouts, following the rodent clan to the far north?"

"It's not us, it's you!"

Annan sneered as he watched the ratman elder being cut up: "That's even more interesting. High Priest Stunn actually chose to hide the fact that you were one of my people?"

The rat-man elder was speechless.

Annan added fuel to the fire: "We're all in this together. Since the High Priest of the Stoun ratmen is keeping it from us, he must be doing something behind our backs. What is it that he can't let us know? We have to do something..."

"You want me to betray the High Priest?!" the ratman elder screamed.

“That’s too harsh a way to put it. It should be ‘protecting our common interests.’” Annan’s voice was low. “Elder Ratman, you don’t want to be kicked out as one of the founders, do you?”

The rat-man elder certainly didn't want this. Under its leadership, the Bloodthroat Clan was prospering, and even the Rat King and priests in the clan had to obey its orders. Without its relationship with Annam, without the Broken Mountains, and without the support of the Elder Council behind it, none of these would exist.

"But that's the high priest!"

"What are you afraid of? If the main force of your Stunn ratmen were in the north, that would be one thing, but right now there are only a few small fry in the north, and the Blue Dragon Clan is on our side. Are you going to be afraid of a high priest who can't even contact the ratmen?"

The rat-man elder realized that Annan was plotting something, weaving a web around himself like a spider, but he dared not gamble, for that was the High Priest... With the Great Horned Rat above, who knew what it knew!
"how do you want to do it?"

A crack appeared in the will of the Ratman Elder.

Annan lowered his head slightly, letting the light from the overhead chandelier cast a shadow around his eyes, and casually ran his hand across his neck. "Kill it, and you'll be the High Priest."

"Annan bastard, are you insane?!" The ratman elder's exclamation was almost a scream; it desperately needed an ear that had never heard the Annamese bastard spout such outrageous nonsense.

"A ratman elder who doesn't aspire to be a ratman high priest isn't a good Stunn ratman. What about your ambitions?"

"no!"

The Rat Elder's ambitions at most support his own profit, bring benefits to the interest groups behind him, and replace the High Priest or something... He is not like McKenne's group of mad rats.

(End of this chapter)