The fairy maid cheers for her deceased master today.

How many steps are involved in bringing a suitcase into the club and causing trouble?

According to Axe, the answer has only two steps:

The first step is to evade the guards and inspectors at the entrance—they will check whether the fairies are carrying dangerous items. This is a necessary checkpoint set up by the underground club to ensure the safety of its members and contestants, so the guards are extremely strict.

The second step is to place the suitcase in a suitable position, creating a noise that is "not too big or too small".

If the commotion is too great, the club might be shut down or even banned, and the Holy Way Society wouldn't even need to get involved. If the commotion is too small, the management won't care, and it won't alert the Holy Way Society to investigate.

The key is to maintain a "balance".

Xerox, however, struck the perfect balance – his mechanical aliens were designed to attract attention and leave traces of alien contamination from the explosions, without causing excessive panic.

The second step is actually not difficult. After all, once you enter the club, no one will excessively restrict the movement of guests or players, and no one will question you if you wander around.

The real challenge is always the first step: how to get the suitcase through all the inspections.

Lillian recalled Ax's instructions, took a deep breath, and walked up to the security guard with her briefcase.

"Hello, this is a private club. Please show your membership card." The security guard at the door immediately stopped her.

Lillian handed over the athlete's pass—although the membership pass and the athlete's pass are different in nature, they have the same validity.

A security guard took the badge, carefully examined the cover, and then checked the photo and information on the inner pages. After confirming it matched the fairy perfectly, he smiled and nodded, "Welcome, contestant! What brings you here so early today?"

"Since I have nothing to do anyway, I might as well come early to warm up and familiarize myself with the venue, so I won't be late," Lillian replied casually.

"That's definitely too early, there are still several hours before the competition!" The security guard smiled and professionally returned her credentials with a respectful gesture.

Lillian smiled and said, "Yes, I'll go in first then."

And so, she successfully passed the first sub-level of the first level.

Yes, there is a second sub-level.

Passing through the passageway behind the gate, a truly rigorous checkpoint comes into view—guarded by the club's hired fairy auditors.

It was a fairy with tanned skin and sharp eyes. Her wild appearance led Lillian to guess that she might have lived in the wild for a long time before entering human society by signing a contract with humans.

These kinds of "wild fairies" are not uncommon among fairies, but Lillian always felt that they exuded a rough and unapproachable aura.

However, since she can be employed by the club, she shouldn't be the kind of "crazy fairy" who is easily out of control.

Lillian continued walking, still draped in her cloak, when she was quickly stopped by a club fairy. The fairy looked her up and down suspiciously: "You...didn't bring anything today?"

"Yes, I didn't bring anything." Lillian smiled and spread her hands, her palms empty.

Long before the fairy inspector saw her, a magic trick had already been performed: she slung her suitcase over her back, completely concealing it with her cloak. Now, facing the inspection, there was naturally no flaw to be seen from the front.

"Then your cloak needs to be checked too," the auditor said.

Lillian took off her cloak and handed it over—during this action, she quietly pulled down the suitcase on her back and hid it under the cloak.

Then, before the cloak is delivered to the recipient, let the suitcase fall and gently cushion it with your foot to avoid making a sound.

The auditor's attention was completely drawn to the cloak. After unfolding it and examining it carefully, he said, "The cloak is fine. Come here, I'll do a quick body search."

Lillian took the cloak, tossed it casually to the ground, and used it to cover the briefcase at her feet. Then she walked up to the auditor and opened her arms.

After the body search was completed, the auditor bent down to register information. Lillian took the opportunity to bend down and "pick up the cloak," quietly wrapping her suitcase inside it. Holding it in her arms, she smiled and said, "Then I'll go first."

"Let's go." The auditor waved his hand without looking up.

Lillian finally breathed a sigh of relief after walking quite a distance. The close call reminded her of her conversation with X.

……

"Your only task is to prevent the inspectors from finding the briefcase. Act as if you're not carrying anything, so that even if problems arise later, they won't suspect you," Axe said.

"How can we avoid the inspection?" Lillian asked softly.

"It's very simple, like a magic trick—using an illusion," Axe explained. "Use something to attract their attention so that the inspectors never notice your suitcase. For example, wear a large cape or cloak that can just cover the suitcase behind you, using a blind spot to get through."

"But what if there are other players or members behind you? Won't you be discovered?" Lillian asked again.

"So you have to choose the right time—when it's just you and the auditor present," Axe said. "For example, when the club has just opened its doors and is letting the players in?"

Lillian looked up sharply: "Okay! The club allows players to enter at 3 pm, but the match doesn't start until 7 pm, so there's almost no one there at 3 pm."

"But you need a reasonable reason to arrive early, otherwise it will attract too much attention," Ax continued to remind him.

“I could say ‘to save money,’” Lillian replied. “The club has free warm-up facilities for the players, but everyone thinks it’s not respectable to use them. But my owner is sick and desperately needs money, so I can’t care about propriety—that reason should work.”

Ax nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, now it's up to you."

……

Successfully entered! While no one's around, let's begin the second step!

Lillian headed straight for the changing room as planned—it was empty, just what she wanted. She quickly unlocked the hidden lock on the alien mechanical briefcase, then carried it out from the other side and entered the competition passage.

The entrance to the competition area was lined with portraits of past fighting champions, each one lifelike, as if telling the story of the fighting arena's glorious past. It seems this underground club has been around for quite some time and has a certain reputation.

The fighting arena is located at the end of the competition corridor, in the center of the club. It is a circular arena surrounded by tiered seating, and the iron cage in the center of the arena gleams coldly under the lights.

Lillian carefully observed the surrounding environment along the way and finally chose the maintenance passage next to the ventilation duct as the delivery point.

This place is extremely secluded, with few people passing by normally, and the noise from the ventilation ducts can even mask the sound of machinery starting up.

"This is it," she said softly, carefully placing the suitcase in the corner of the maintenance corridor, adjusting the angle to ensure it wouldn't be easily noticed while still being able to start the device smoothly.

After doing all this, she quickly left the passage and waited for the competition to begin.

This wait lasted for several hours.

The fighting match proceeded as scheduled that evening.

Lillian, of course, did not participate in the competition. Instead, like some of the competitors, she came purely to watch the games, with the reason being to broaden her horizons and study her opponents.

There are quite a few contestants like this, so there's no need to worry about standing out too much.

The fighting match was in full swing, with cheers and applause rising and falling from the stands. Lillian appeared as excited as the other spectators, but in reality, she was silently calculating the time.

According to the plan, the alien mechanical briefcase will be activated at the climax of the competition.

She instinctively closed her eyes and clasped her hands together in prayer. She prayed that the competition would proceed smoothly, and that her alien machine would start moving without any mishaps.

Shortly after, a muffled thud came from the direction of the competition passage, followed by a figure running out in a panic, shouting, "Watch out! Monster! Monster!"

Panic spread like a plague through the audience.

Fortunately, the club manager immediately stepped in to maintain order, and since there were no further incidents, everyone returned to their seats.

There was a minor disturbance, but it didn't affect the game... nor did it affect the club's normal operations.

The plan was a success.

Next, it's Sir Axe's turn to appear.