Starting with the awakened Poison God: I choose the Master Thief.

Suddenly, a roar came from the tavern entrance.

"Damn thieves! You killed someone and you're still afraid to admit it? Our Warriors' Guild will definitely avenge this!"

"That's right! We'll definitely find you all, hiding underground all day long!"

Judging from their tone, they're from the Warriors' Guild? What are they doing here?

Just as Chu Ci was pondering how to enter, the door suddenly opened.

"Huh? That's... the bartender who led me into the Thieves' Capital?"

He was dressed in a black and gold suit and glanced at everyone present with elegant manners.

Soon, he discovered the Chu Ci (a collection of classical Chinese poems) behind the crowd.

"Excuse me, could you please make way for my junior? You're blocking his way home."

Upon hearing this, everyone glared at him with displeasure, then turned their attention back to Chu Ci.

"Huh? This guy's from your Thieves' Guild? Perfect, we'll detain him. We'll release him whenever you give us an explanation!"

As they spoke, several large hands reached out to grab Chu Ci. They were incredibly fast, almost as fast as the demonic wolves.

This is at least a fourth-tier expert! What kind of karma have I created to encounter something like this right after arriving!

Before he could react, the bartender suddenly appeared in front of him.

Click!

It sounded like something had been chopped off.

"Aaaaaah!!! My hand!"

Hearing the screams, Chu Ci finally realized what was happening.

The warrior in front of them was at least a fourth-level warrior. His entire right arm had already fallen to the ground, and blood was gushing from the wound. However, when the splattered blood rushed towards Chu Ci and the others, it was as if it was blocked by something, and it did not splash on them.

At that moment, Chu Ci suddenly noticed that the bartender was smiling and turning around to look at him.

"Looks like your adventure went well. Come with me, someone's waiting for you."

The bartender bypassed the fourth-tier warrior and cleared a path ahead, while the surrounding people quickly dispersed to both sides.

Although they continued talking, they had lost their aggressive attitude, presumably intimidated by this move.

This is the status that comes with strength!

boom!

After the two entered the tavern, the door closed automatically.

The bartender walked to the bar counter and continued wiping the glasses with a clean white handkerchief, saying something as he did so.

"Since you already know you're leaving, I won't lead the way. Go on, someone is waiting for you there."

Who exactly are you?

Chu Ci looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"As you can see, I am a bartender."

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Chu Ci knew that she could not ask any further. She bowed slightly to express her gratitude and then walked from the back door of the wine bar towards the underground city of thieves.

"Hmm, not bad, Boles has taken on a polite apprentice."

……

In the central square of the Thieves' Capital, Chu Ci jogged back to the same spot.

"What is this?! What on earth happened?!"

The area was riddled with craters from the destruction, and the once clean and tidy square now resembled a wasteland plowed by artillery fire.

"You're back?"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.

Chu Ci turned around and saw it was the little old man, Bors, wearing a black and gold suit.

"Mentor, what happened to this place?"

Bors didn't speak, but sighed.

"Sigh, come with me."

The two arrived at a tall building, one after the other.

This place resembles a clock tower, with dim light filtering through the pendulum.

The two walked up the steps and soon arrived at the top floor.

There is a long table here, with a few simple chairs on both sides.

"Please make yourself at home, sit wherever you like."

Chu Ci casually picked a seat and sat down.

Bolles stood in front of the old, long-discontinued pendulum, lost in thought.

"Mentor, what happened? Why are so many warriors blocking the entrance to the Thieves' Tavern?"

"It's nothing, just that Luke got killed."

Luke?

Seeing that Chu Ci did not reply, Bors then remembered.

"By the way, you probably don't know this guy, but he's actually the mentor of the Warriors' Guild, and his status is about the same as mine in the Thieves' Guild."

What! No wonder those guys were blocking the door. The importance of mentors in the guild is self-evident, whether for the chosen ones or the local residents.

But why would those guys come looking for the Thieves' Guild? Could it be that someone from the Thieves' Guild killed him?

At this moment, Bors also turned around and noticed Chu Ci's expression, and said calmly.

"You guessed right, the one who killed him was someone from our Thieves Guild, and also the guild's vice president, Finger."

"You may not know this, but the reason why the Holy See was trapped in the ruins of the ancient capital was because of his doing. I only found out about this after the incident. I only let him live a little longer because I was afraid of alerting him."

"But when I returned from the ruined ancient capital two days ago, I found that this guy was already gone. Later, Luke, the mentor of the Warriors Guild, suddenly died. After investigation, it was found that it was Finger who did it, which led to this scene."

Wait, this is a lot of information, let me catch my breath.

You mean the vice president of the Thieves' Guild colluded with the Fallen Cult, almost wiping out the Holy See's main force, and then killed an important figure in the Warriors' Guild?

Oh my god, this place feels really dangerous. Is it too late to back out now?

"You seem to have misunderstood something. Although Finger's news did cause the Holy See heavy losses, it doesn't necessarily mean that he colluded with the fallen followers. Sometimes, it's not necessary to let others know if you're seeking some benefit together. Using someone else to do your dirty work might not be a bad choice."

"Information in this world is inherently a mixture of truth and falsehood, and the inability to distinguish between them leads to errors. The Holy See itself also has its problems. What I didn't expect was that Finger would actually kill Rook. He clearly had no reason to do so. What benefit would he gain from pushing the guild into the spotlight?"

Chu Ci was completely confused. He didn't know the specifics of the situation, but he understood one thing: the Thieves' Guild was in a bad situation.

"By the way, mentor, what's with all those potholes in the square?"

"You mean those things? Four guilds teamed up to come here and demand an explanation for the Warrior Guild, but I drove them back."

. . .

Okay, I take back what I said earlier. The Thieves Guild isn't just in a bad situation, it's in a very bad one!

"Don't worry, apart from the Warriors Guild, the other three major guilds are just trying to suppress us. Seeking justice is just a pretext."

"However, these are not things you should worry about. I'm only telling you this so that you can better understand your current situation. Now let's talk about your first-tier promotion mission."

[Boles has issued you a Tier 1 promotion quest.]

[Mission Objective: Become a Holy Son of the Holy See in Dawn City and gain the approval of Bishop Krend.]

[The current task is halfway complete. Do you want to accept it?]

???

What the hell is this mission? And when did I become a Holy Son of the Papacy? I had no idea!

Snapped!

Suddenly, a pair of large hands patted his shoulder hard.

"My disciple, I have my own difficulties. I can only ask you to make do. Don't worry, that old man is a bit stubborn, but he's a good person. For the sake of the guild and for my sake, I have no choice but to sacrifice you."

"Um... Professor, I didn't understand a word you said."

Bors paused for a moment.

"Hmm? Don't you know? Those who have the blessing of the saintess are basically recognized as holy sons by the Holy See. If nothing unexpected happens, you and that little girl will most likely end up together. Otherwise, why do you think that old man Brend was so angry the moment he saw you?"

"I thought someone as hot-blooded as you would know about such a good thing."

. . .

孽 孽!