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Chapter 2004: The Murder Guild Seeks the Holy Flame of Peace?

【Rust's Gospel】, 【Azazel】, is a new murder guild composed of more than a dozen murder players, including ten seats.

Although it's called a murder guild, recently they've mostly killed players who were being hunted down by [Azazel], so their sin value has actually decreased quite a bit.

Even so, they still had the self-awareness of murderers; while they wouldn't do every bad thing, they wouldn't do every good thing either.

So when Guild Leader Zero said that [Rust Gospel] would be tasked with finding the Holy Flame of Peace for the Olympiad, they were completely bewildered.

Sending murderers to find the Holy Flame of Peace? What a ridiculous idea.

"Hey, do you even understand the situation our guild is in right now?" The young, rising star, Wardsfield, bluntly expressed his dissatisfaction to Guild Leader Zero.

"We're a murder guild, we can't even get involved in the Olympia tournament, what are we doing getting involved in the Olympic torch relay? The whole event is out of our reach!"

In other games, you can solve the problem by creating a new account, but that's not possible here. No matter how many accounts you create, or how many different voices and appearances you change, the soul is still the same, and the accumulated blood debts on your body will be recognized.

This isn't metaphysics, but rather science. In the game's lore, even if a player changes to a different character, they are still changing bodies. The new bodies are all constructed from the same soul.

The good news is that achievements and reputation can be inherited, giving alt characters an advantage in some difficult professions, and even allowing them to obtain special professions that were originally only available to other races.

But the bad news, the bad reputation, and the crimes will also be inherited. Just like the pervert who broke into the women's bathroom, even if he were in a woman's body, he would still be treated as a pervert.

However, Wardsfield wasn't regretting becoming a murderer. After all, he had stolen a lot of things as a murderer, and he couldn't just want the benefits without wanting to bear the consequences.

So even if he can't participate in any big events, he'll only feel regret, since there's no shortage of events in this place anyway.

He genuinely didn't want to do something thankless, especially now that they were still enemies with [Azazel]. Casually going out to gather intelligence would easily lead to them being caught red-handed.

Of course, Wardsford didn't think he could refuse. What their chairman did most often was to smile and act like everything was negotiable, then put a knife to someone's neck, which was terrifying.

He took the lead simply because he had recently mastered a special skill and wanted to spar with the guild leader, Zero.

Guild Leader Zero placed his hands together on the table, glanced at Wardsworth, and then turned his head away.

"I'm begging you."

"...Honestly, what exactly happened? You're just scaring people more."

“If there’s something you can’t say, then this is a good opportunity, isn’t it?” Guild Master Zero sighed, and seeing that everyone was somewhat moved, he continued.

"Now that we've broken away from [Azazel], our operational strategy should naturally change to make things more interesting. For example, we could create an organization that's both righteous and evil, killing people but having principles."

"You actually want to do good deeds? Are you trying to die?!" Wardsfield exclaimed in surprise.

Guild leader Ling's face darkened, and what was even more infuriating were the pitying looks from those around him.

He hates stories where characters commit terrible acts but are pitied because of a little misfortune.

These guys are all weaklings!
"Just tell me if you're going to do it or not. If you're not going to do it, I can do it myself. But I won't share any of the benefits with you."

"No, no, no, do it, do it!" Wardsfield's rebellious child face immediately changed, his face full of flattery and ingratiation.

Being a murderer is pretty cool, but he also wanted to join in the fun. Why couldn't he hop on board with such an exciting event as the Olympia tournament?

"...In short, what they mean is that any fire will do, but you know that 'any' is the most difficult requirement, so do you have any suggestions? Please sign up!" "Me!" Wardsworth was the first to raise his hand. "Let's go get the phoenix from the Golden Tree Sea! I think the phoenix's rebirth in the fire is very impressive, and it would be perfect for living the life of the Olympia competition."

"It means that no matter how many times the flame of peace is extinguished or burned out, it will be rekindled."

"turn down."

"Eh!?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Guild Leader Zero rested his chin on his hand, his face full of disappointment. "Have you ever considered why everyone knows the Phoenix is ​​in the Golden Tree Sea, but no one ever thinks about how to defeat it?"

"Uh, because it's too strong?"

"That's only one of the reasons. The important thing is the ecological niche of the phoenix in the Golden Tree Sea. Its rebirth corresponds to the life cycle of the Golden Tree Sea. Directly challenging the phoenix is ​​equivalent to challenging the ecology of the Golden Tree Sea, which is too troublesome."

Besides this reason, Guild Leader Zero also had a more personal reason: the Golden Tree Sea had recently formed an alliance with Asgard.

Their entry into the Golden Tree Sea will soon be known to Blaze, along with their search for the Sacred Flame.

then……

What? So you're looking for the Olympic flame of peace? That's a matter of utmost importance!

[The Olympic flame of peace—we need both peace and the sacred flame; let's delve into ancient texts and search through history!]

This is a global crisis. Unite, strangers!

[Damn it, I told you not to cause trouble for Blaze, what are you doing?!]

That's how it will turn out.

"No, stay away from the Golden Tree Sea." Guild leader Zero waved his hand forcefully in refusal.

Next, the other members put forward their ideas one by one, and Guild Leader Zero acted like a picky examiner, nitpicking their suggestions.

Not all of them were garbage ideas like Wardsworth's. Someone suggested going to Blaze to borrow the fire of the Sun Chariot. At first glance, it seemed like they were rushing straight to Blaze, but as the saying goes, the most dangerous place is also the safest place.

If you explain the meaning properly to Blaze, Blaze might think it's a good idea, but just in case, Guild Master Zero decided to keep it as a last resort.

The lion orc Huo Luo proposed an idea that caught the eye of Guild Leader Ling.

The sacrificial fire of the orc tribe: Orcs have both beast and human parts. Beasts naturally fear fire, while humans become human because they are near fire. Therefore, orcs revere fire, and sacrificial fires are lit on almost all important occasions, such as challenging the leader or clan mergers.

Of all the races, the orcs possess the largest fire altar, a majestic and imposing structure nestled among the mountains.

The Great Beast God was once enshrined there, and even after the Great Beast God was defeated, embers still remained. If we could obtain the flame from there as the sacred flame for the Olympiad, it would at least be enough to save face.

"Well, that's it."

"However, going there rashly might attract the attention of the orcs, so we'd better prepare."

(End of this chapter)