If everyone becomes an adventurer, who will put in the effort themselves?

"Do you really think those dragon-turned-demigods are all nice guys?"

"In Mona City, besides the City Lord's Mansion and the Guild, the people you absolutely cannot offend are these banded-together Dragon Vein Families."

"Have those scribes truly forgotten why these families are called the 'Dragon Clan'?"

Listening to Marco's rant and rant about the regional headquarters' clerk's disregard for human life, Lilia couldn't help but feel a little envious.

If this old man had been in charge of her branch of the gospel church, she probably wouldn't have ended up being the only one who survived.

"If you keep messing around like this, no matter how powerful your backing is, there will come a day when it won't be able to protect you."

"Don't forget what those librarians' goal is this time."

Old Marco blinked and said:

"Oh, you mean my old buddy? He just recently became a demigod and joined the Bloodline Research Society. Didn't you know that?"

Lilia fell silent upon hearing this.

Okay, forget what I just said!

With that background, she dared to hit someone in front of the scribe!

After subtly showing off his old friend, Marco seized the opportunity to ask, without revealing his true feelings:

"By the way, what's the situation with those two young men from the Knightworth family?"

"Why would you be in charge of making arrangements for the people of Knightworth?"

Lilia then said calmly, "I only accepted a small favor from them."

"Hmm?" Marco asked, puzzled. "What benefits would make someone of your status willing to work for them?"

Lilia's lips curled into a particularly wicked smile as she said:

"Don't you think it's a very interesting thing to seduce a man who has a fiancée?"

Marco fell silent upon hearing this, a silence that was even somewhat eerie:

“I think I understand what the conditions the Knightworth family offered are.”

Marco had heard that the Knightworth family seemed to have a bizarre meditation technique where "the greener your head, the faster your spirit grows."

Considering that Lilia in front of him seemed to be a succubus.

Marco had more or less guessed what the deal between the Knightworth family and Lilia was about.

One offers a channel for prying open walls, the other offers special meditation skills.

These two beasts are a perfect match!!

Marco's lips twitched a few times, then he said speechlessly:

"So, that kid is just a normal undercover agent?"

“Just use it like a normal newbie,” Lilia said casually, adding at the end, “Just don’t kill him, especially don’t hurt his genitals.”

Upon hearing this, Marco suddenly understood, then winked somewhat ambiguously at the succubus in front of him:

"If you say that, I understand."

"Hehe~ I'll go down now and arrange the baptism task for those two little brats!"

Chapter 103 What does it mean to have your first forced mission taken away?

Giants Protection Association.

The bar on the first floor.

At this moment, Lynn was caught in a very serious dilemma.

After all, in front of him was Odelle, dressed in a maid outfit, with a figure so hot he wanted to bury his face in her chest.

To Lynn's right, ignoring Fiona sitting next to him, looking up at the stage from Lynn's corner, one could occasionally catch glimpses of the Rose Street Dance Troupe's scantily clad women, their outfits clinging to their skin and occasionally revealing glimpses of their skin.

This place seems a bit too much of a hassle.

These two views were so enticing that Lynn started chugging his milk tea as soon as he sat down, as if it were some kind of exquisite nectar.

"It seems you really like sweet milk tea?"

Seeing Lynn flaunting that she had consumed three cups of milk tea in just ten minutes, Odelle couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"However, although adventurers are encouraged to drink, please be careful not to overindulge."

As she spoke, Odelle served Lynn a fifth cup of milk tea before he had even finished his fourth.

Although Odelle was verbally advising Lynn, her actions were clearly aimed at fulfilling Lynn's needs.

Seeing how much Lynn was drinking, Fiona, who was standing next to him, also took a sip.

But after drinking it, she felt the taste wasn't to her liking and muttered something.

"I still prefer pure tea."

"I'm getting a little tired of milk."

Upon hearing this, Audrey washed the dishes while asking curiously, "..."

"Did Miss Feifei drink milk often before?"

Upon hearing this, Fiona couldn't help but chime in:

“When I was a child, I milked cows every day in my hometown. When I was very young, I was so tired of it that I just ate the cow directly. As a result, I got diarrhea.”

"And every time I drink it, I don't feel used to it. Maybe it's because of childhood trauma?"

Lynn, who was listening nearby, was sweating profusely, but when he finished listening and found that Fiona hadn't revealed any secrets, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was truly a fun childhood."

Odelle responded with a smile.

As they were talking, Odelle saw Marco coming down from the second floor.

"My grandpa is here."

She quickly reminded the two of them, then turned to Marco and asked:

"Grandpa, have you finished your talk with the Illusionary Mask Butler?"

"What's the point of talking to her? Let's just criticize headquarters together."

As Marco spoke, he jumped next to Lynn, sat down in the high chair labeled "President's Special," and turned to look at Lynn:

"Kid, take off your mask now."

Lynn hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, but still raised her hand and took off the cat mask from her face.

When Marco saw Lynn's face beneath the mask, he chuckled.

"Good buddy, now I'm not surprised how you got targeted by Illusion."

"Alright, you don't need to wear the mask anymore. This is the president's order."

After saying this, Marco paused for a moment and added:

"By the way, it's still not too late to quit now. Once the mandatory tasks are completed, you probably won't be able to quit even if you want to."

Even so, are you still going to join the association?

At this moment, Marco deliberately used the word "association," and it was unclear whether he was referring to the Giants Protection Association or the Evangelical Fellowship.

In response, Lynn simply shrugged and said, "President, you know I came here on a mission."

"Oh, I see. Then there's nothing we can do."

Marco crossed his arms and sighed.

"Then, be prepared!"

"You mean... a forced mission?" Lynn asked hesitantly. "It's starting so soon?"

"The branch president has the right to choose mandatory tasks for the members. Of course, as long as you don't pee in my glass, I usually let you choose from a bunch of tasks."

Hearing this, Lynn didn't care about being able to choose a mission; she only cared about who had urinated in Marco's glass.

Are there still such divine men in this evangelical church?

Marco sat in his chair, watching his granddaughter pour him a glass of rye beer. Enjoying the aroma of the fermenting beer, he said:

"Therefore, the first mandatory mission is one that I can decide directly!"

“Normally, after you finish this mission, you could lie in bed for a month without any problem.”

"At most, I'll show up at gatherings and have a few drinks."

"Oh, by the way, the time of each gathering will be announced in the Sun News. When the time comes, you can ask Odell directly for the password."

"Apart from the time of the gathering, this place is just a normal giant protection association."

“Unless you run into someone you know, I don’t recommend that you reveal your evangelical affiliation.”

Lynn was taken aback. So this place only gathers members of the Gospel Society at specific times? At other times, it's just a normal association under the guild.

That's quite an interesting covert tactic...

"So what is my trial task?"

"I'll announce it after I finish drinking."

As Marco spoke, he picked up the beer that looked like a barrel to him and downed the whole glass in one gulp.

Seeing this, Odelle smiled and said:

"Grandpa, don't drink too much, the trial mission will be announced later."

"Hiccup~"

Marco gulped down his full glass of beer and let out a loud burp.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"The beer at headquarters is terrible, the wine has no flavor at all. The beer you brew, Odelle, is much more to my liking."

Marco wiped his mouth, then stood up from the chair and leaped onto the huge chandelier in the dome.

What Lynn didn't expect was that Marco wasn't standing on the chandelier, but rather his head was hanging between the two ornaments of the chandelier, hanging there directly.

"???"

"Is this... a hanging?"

“Don’t worry, this is normal,” Odelle explained with a smile.

"Is this normal?" Fiona scratched her cheek, looking completely bewildered.

“Maybe…” Lynn hesitated for a moment before saying, “We need to get used to it?”

After Marco was hung from the chandelier, he took a deep breath and roared:

"My men, it's time for your trial!!"

As soon as the words fell

The originally hot and muscular boy group and the fox-girl group stopped their performance and left the stage backstage as if it were commonplace.

Meanwhile, the men and women sitting in chairs, cheering and laughing, also looked up at Marco on the chandelier.

At this moment, Duncan, who was already quite drunk, slurred his words and laughed loudly, saying:

"The chairman has hanged himself! Quickly, go and get the seal! Today is the auspicious day for me to ascend to the chairman's throne!!"

"Shut up, you little devils!!"

Marco was quite small, but his voice was so loud that Lynn couldn't help but cover her ears.

At this moment, Marco, who was on the chandelier, laughed loudly and said:

"This time when I went to the regional headquarters, I was chased for payment by those bastards there again!"

"They said the Mona City Gospel Church has been at the bottom in mission indicators and reputation for the past three years, and now they're at the bottom in terms of financial contributions. They told us to perform well in this mission assigned by the librarian!"

"To put it bluntly, it's all utter nonsense!!"