Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 927 Map of the Water Maze
Toronto remembers that when the gods placed their treasures, it was considered good if there were two or three items worth over ten thousand gold.

In that vortex just now, the spellbook and the golden bowl were clearly the most valuable items.

But no mage would choose an expensive artifact over a spellbook they've never read.

Even if that thing looks very powerful.

He frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the slender wine jug, which was also glittering with gold and covered in jewels... Had this been disassembled from a set of tableware of the low-grade divine artifact level?

The gods of this world are not the type to revere nature.

The Goddess of the Night, in particular, has a real fondness for luxurious, exquisitely crafted things.

Moreover, some people are fickle and easily bored.

Unlike some gods in other worlds who can use the same set of beloved divine tableware for their entire lives, the Goddess of the Night changes her set every five hundred years.

She would also extend invitations to goldsmiths and silversmiths from all over the world, asking them to bring their finest gold, silver, or crystal tableware to the Church of the Dark for a world-renowned exhibition.

Although it was ostensibly just a gathering of goldsmiths and jewelers, everyone knew in reality that it was a competition.

While it can't be said that the winner is the strongest craftsman, frankly speaking... this is essentially a competition that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, with the judges always having the same preferences.

As artisans specializing in creating luxury goods, they are essentially bespoke service providers.

After collecting data for so many years, even the Dark Archbishop's relatives wouldn't dare claim to have any exclusive information. Therefore, this competition is actually the fairest.

The victor will truly be the greatest craftsman in the world.

Toronto knows that the biggest regret of many outstanding craftsmen is that they were born at the wrong time and missed the most glorious competition.

Therefore, goldsmiths and jewelers are the most traditional professions for ordinary people... Sometimes, professionals even choose to work part-time.

After all, the Goddess of the Night is never stingy; her rewards are extremely generous, including not only money but also a blessing from the Night upon the victor.

Even ordinary people can gain some spellcasting ability through this blessing.

Although they can't be considered proper professionals, their magic power and health are not bad... It's just that their skills are relatively simple and rigid, and their combat intuition is not good enough, so they can't beat combat professionals of the same level.

But what is combat to a goldsmith?

In addition to the basic reward of 100,000 gold coins, you can live for another hundred years, gain the ability to protect yourself, and even become a nobleman immediately upon returning to your country... What could be better than this result?
Professionals can reap even greater benefits.

The blessing of the Goddess of the Night was enough to allow him to smoothly advance to level ten.

But that's about it.

The rest of the journey cannot be completed by external forces alone. Trying to reach the sky in one step will only leave you standing there, unable to move, unable to go up or down.

Truly talented people would never choose this path.

Because of the goddess of the night's hobby, while other gods' followers might not cause such a big fuss, they would certainly offer gold and silver vessels to their own gods.

Their master may not be needed, but he must never be absent.

Therefore, Toronto couldn't immediately identify which deity these glittering gold and silver artifacts belonged to.

Although the Dark Goddess should be in charge of monitoring the water maze now... judging from what happened in Toronto, she doesn't seem to care much.

Moreover, given her personality, she wouldn't give away her own collection as a reward... That's more like something a careless deity would do.

Since it was impossible to guess... Toronto thought for a moment and simply broke a ripple in the water outside a green Aion Stone.

He certainly wouldn't take the utensils of an unknown god; who knows if he's ever used them before!

Although it would be corrupted into a divine artifact even if placed in the divine kingdom, wouldn't it be more likely that he would carry it with him and use it frequently?

Toronto watched as the vortex in front of him gradually disappeared, and a slight smirk appeared on his lips.

When it reappeared, he was certain that the area had been affected by the existence of the secret realm.

This time, he was truly sent to the depths of the real maze.

The person who seemed to have found the secret realm was being kicked out in a rather disheveled manner, his head shaking left and right, looking a bit silly.

Some of them also had shifty eyes.

I reckon they lost their qualification shortly after entering the secret realm.

There was no need to deal with him then, so Toronto simply put himself out of the loop.

"No... no one..." the man in the aristocratic formal attire groaned, "it's just me!"
I shouldn't have come out..."

Then, as if whipped by an invisible lash, he trembled all over: "I...I understand, I'll see..."

He took out a map and began to examine it carefully.

Toronto, who habitually blends into the wind whenever he uses invisibility, felt his temples throbbing and his head starting to ache.

Despite being able to cast spells freely and move around at will in various areas of the underground labyrinth, he truly didn't know the labyrinth's specific layout.

Even if he didn't know, he was certain that the maze had no map... unless someone was secretly causing trouble. The most likely culprit was the Goddess of the Night.

It's quite normal that the water maze had problems, since it was the only one created with the power of the gods.

Since the Lord of Ice has not yet ascended to the stars, he cannot use his divine kingdom to monitor these underground magic arrays located in other countries. His only hope lies with the Icefield Kingdom.

However, that guy didn't care, and he had no interest in going all out for the revival of the world's will. Leaving his power on the ice plains was his original intention.

He had no desire to feel warmth, nor any interest in letting the whole world feel the cruelty of ice... In the world of evil gods, this was already the best he could do.

Although the gods knew that the living environment for the Icefield People would inevitably become more severe in the future, the Icefield Country had its own set of survival rules, which the other gods could not help them with.

Even knowing that these things were bound to happen, the Ice People were still unwilling to offer their faith, even rejecting the most friendly Lord of Storms... so there was no need for the gods to offer their kindness to those who were cold to them.

Anyway, their country won't be destroyed and their people will perish.

Toronto has a lot of respect for those Ice Age people.

It's important to know that Alex has been back for twenty years, and the Icefield Nobles have been living a rather turbulent life ever since.

But they would rather draw upon the power of the Lord of Ice to fight against this cunning king who even sold his marriage to an evil god than allow a Storm Church or a Night Church to appear in their territory.

It is as stubborn as the unchanging ice deep within an iceberg.

Perhaps this is simply their nature, a gift from ice and snow.

While Toronto does not agree with their choice to align themselves with evil in order to preserve their so-called independence and rights, it will not despise them for it.

However, the escape of the Lord of Ice also caused a flaw in this underground labyrinth that required all four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind to be constructed.

The gods could only rely on their understanding of the laws of water to work together and create this water maze.

It doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with making the Goddess of the Night the first monitor... There's always been a subtle connection between the cold moon and the water.

It's normal for the Lord of Storms to finish things off, after all, he... well, he has some strange ties to water.

However, since they are not real water gods, it is normal for some oversights to occur.

That's not normal at all!
Toronto tried for a long time but still couldn't suppress his anger. He ran his fingers through all the gems on the bracelet, then picked up the crystal plate and started yelling: "Who! Who recorded the entire water maze as a map?"

Lines of text in different colors quickly appeared on the crystal plate:

The blue one said, "I'm last, I don't need it."

The red one says, "I'm second to last, that's not me."

"Brown one: 'Huh? What happened? It has nothing to do with me, right?'"

After waiting for almost a minute, the other two still didn't make a sound... Toronto gritted his teeth and sneered, writing furiously: "Respected Goddess of Wealth, Respected Goddess of Darkness, please answer my poor soul, okay?"

After all, there's an intruder with a map looking for me right in front of me!

The other party wasn't even kicked out of the secret realm; they came out on their own.

The man was still frantically comparing the map: "No, none of the gold items have disappeared... Master, didn't you say that unless one is a saint who regards money as dirt, it is impossible to escape the alluring spells on those gold and silver vessels?"

Toronto took a deep breath and quickly asked, "Who put the gold and silver cutlery in the whirlpool?"

A row of numbers quickly appeared on the tablet: none... but all five were present.

Since both Dark Night and Wealth are present, it proves that they both created a minimap.

Toronto was utterly bewildered: "You guys want to give your own people preferential treatment, to open doors for your own people!"

Why build a water maze here?

"Here, the most comprehensive." A string of golden words slowly appeared, "Our understanding of human nature is hidden in the secret realm of the water maze."

If the people we care about can pass the water maze test, then... they will definitely be reused later.

I don't want to become the next master of knowledge, so I had a little scheme in mind.

"So, it really was almost there?" The cyan handwriting suddenly appeared. "Are you sure it's your person? Or did Dark Night misjudge again?"
She probably thinks the same way you do.

The goddess of fortune did not reply.

She's not stupid; why would she say something that would have endless consequences?

But soon a string of black text appeared on the screen: "My believers, even if something really goes wrong, will not use any magical artifacts made of gold or silver."

They knew very well that I would never tolerate anyone doubting that the things he used to eat were once used by me.

And I saw it; it was a man.

"Just get to the last sentence; everything before that is nonsense." The blue handwriting was ruthless.

(End of this chapter)