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Chapter 1757, Page 390: No one understands chaos better than me.

Only Anan's voice echoed in the dark hall, gradually fading until he finally shut his mouth and peeked at the bard.

"continue."

Annan quickly shook his head: "I won't say anymore..."

"I'll let you speak."

"You'll get angry if I tell you..."

The bard patiently said, "I'm not angry, go ahead and speak."

“Then I’ll say it.” Annan’s expression brightened. “Bard, although you hold a high position and great power, you are just a little brother to me.”

"No one understands chaos better than me!"

The bard, unperturbed by the trouble, asked with interest, "Oh?"

"Am I wrong? What is the essence of chaos? Disorder! What is disorder? It's certainly not the mess the Chaotic Cult is in now. As bishop, you've allowed the Church to become this mess; this is your fault!"

The bard wasn't angry; he simply said, "What if I stand by and watch chaotic sects develop freely, am I not part of the chaos myself?"

"That's just your subjective perception of chaos. I'm talking about objectively existing chaos." When it comes to empty talk, Annan could fool a dragon when he was still a novice wizard. What difficulty would it be for him to fool a human legion commander?
"Subjective, objective, what do you mean?" The bard took the bait.

“Subjective is the perspective from which you view a problem, while objective is the perspective from which the world works.” Annan spoke eloquently: “You say a fish is a fish, but if it looks like a human, behaves like a human, and can speak like a human, then it is a human.”

"By the same token, you believe that allowing a chaotic church to develop freely is practicing chaos, but in objective reality, a chaotic church is leaning towards order."

The bard heard many new things he had never heard before. As he pondered, he placed his hand on his lute, a sudden urge to play stirring within him: "No wonder Aidan befriended you, absolute order and absolute chaos? How intriguing..."

Annan glanced at the zither, then moved back—not to look at the zither, but to look at an eye-shaped mark.

He also had the same mark.

The bard continued with great interest, "If you were the bishop, what would you do?"

“Resign on the spot,” Annan said without hesitation.

"Oh?"

"If I don't want to be one, no one else can be one either. What kind of chaotic followers would be called chaotic if they listened to others' orders and instructions?"

"Wouldn't that turn them into a disorganized mess?"

“I was just describing what chaos looks like in my eyes.” Annan tilted his head back slightly, stretched out his arms as if to embrace, and, mimicking Baron Jim Kelly’s tone, exclaimed, “Lord of chaos, ever-changing disorder.”

Just as Annan had anticipated, the bard's gaze fixed on the back of his hand.

Annan touched it and then left, saying mysteriously, "Bishop, don't tell anyone that those self-serving pseudo-believers don't like a real, chaotic believer like me."

As he spoke, Annan deliberately complained, "Fine, tell them if you want. Anyway, there's no point in continuing to hang out in the Chaotic Cult. We can't go anywhere, it's all rules and regulations. If we grab a few people to play with, we get questioned..."

"Don't worry, the opportunity will come soon..."

"What did you say?"

“I say, since you find it uninteresting and don’t want to be a bishop, what about the elite?” the bard asked.

"What's the difference?"

"Of course there is. Once you become an elite, your actions will no longer be restricted. Only I and the Sixth Legion Commander can command you. You can do whatever you want."

"Really?"

The bard raised his hand, displaying the eye-shaped mark on the back of his hand. "In the name of the Lord of All Changes."

……

Annan returned to the restaurant alone, where Prince Aidan was waiting for him.

"Are you alright?" he asked with concern.

"It's nothing. I taught my older brother a lesson. He treated me like a teacher and immediately announced that I would be an elite and even made me a spy within a spy."

Prince Aidan was momentarily unsure whether his focus should be on his "elder brother," "teacher," or "spy within a spy."

“We each have our own way of speaking. I call him Big Brother, and he calls me Teacher.”

Annan briefly explained how, with just a few words, he had won over the bards, making them regard him as a confidant and cultivating him into a trusted friend. He had even become the bards' eyes, observing everything within the sect.

However, because Annan also served as the head of the court, he was essentially a spy within a spy within a spy.

“Now I don’t have to worry about causing trouble anymore, right?” Annan plopped down opposite Prince Aidan. “Now I’m just like you, someone with a powerful figure protecting me.”

The bishop of the Chaos Cult is his elder brother, the succubus queen is his patriarch, and isn't he just the Holy Son of the Chaos Cult?

Furthermore, since the commanders of the sixth and seventh legions under the Demon Lord are his own people, then by rounding up, isn't the Demon Lord also one of his own people?

The thought of the Inquisition secretly contacting him in a while, only to find that the entire Chaos Cult had transformed into his shape, made Annan hum with pleasure.

“I knew it, you’ll be the center of attention wherever you go.” Prince Aidan also smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Do you think he might recognize me?" Annan felt that it was unlikely that the bard had taken the initiative to find him.

Prince Aidan pondered for a long time: "I don't know, I think it's not important."

"why?"

"To allow the existence of the Order faction to practice chaos—isn't that chaos itself?"

Annan would never have believed it before, but after learning that the current state of the chaotic sect was entirely due to the bishop's "following the chaos" decisions, he realized that the bard really could do such a thing.

Annan suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, he also seemed to say something about taking action soon, so we probably won't be here for long."

You're telling me it's okay?

"It's okay, not keeping secrets is also part of the chaos."

Annan was simply practicing the way of chaos, what did he do wrong?

Thinking about it this way, Annam's impression of the bards improved greatly. Anyone who could commit evil deeds under the guise of chaos without fear of punishment would think that the bards were good people.

“I have a question: if the bards leave the sect to its own devices, then who controls the sect?”

"Your Queen".

The bards have effectively been sidelined, and the entire Chaos Cult obeys the Succubus Queen's orders; all plans are orchestrated by her.

"It's like the bards have been sidelined?" Annan pondered, feeling there was great potential in this.

It seems Annan is at a disadvantage. As a succubus, he finds it difficult to gain the trust of bards. However, siding with the bards would displease the succubus queen.

But from another perspective, he was both a confidant of the bard and a member of the succubus queen's clan. As long as he treated both sides fairly and kept a firm footing, he could benefit from both sides!
Annan was pondering, and Prince Aidan was also speculating: since the bard said there was going to be action, it was probably because there were new arrangements on the volcano side.

(End of this chapter)