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Chapter 84 The Fanatic

"The snake people are extremely evil, despicable, and vile creatures whose purpose is to corrupt devout believers in the true god. There are only three ways to deal with them."

In the beer courtyard, Victor, who was determined to thwart the snake people's conspiracy in the name of God, picked up the sword and hammer on the table as Marcus and Bardeen listened intently, and ignited the flame of justice in his hands, symbolizing divine power.

"Sword, hammer, and fire—burn these evils to ashes with your burning righteousness! Don't give them a chance to argue; it will corrupt your heart and mind, making you impure!"

Viktor's fanatical expression made Bardin tilt his head, raise an eyebrow, and ask Marcus—

Where did you find this idiot?

Marcus awkwardly scratched his head and laughed. He originally only wanted to maintain an information-sharing relationship with Victor, since the snake people were very well hidden. The reason he used the tongue to mock Victor in the camp was because the environment was closed and relatively monotonous at the time.

Upon arriving in town, he couldn't possibly mock everyone to find the snake-man; he could only rely on his keen sense of smell, a skill honed through his mastery of the python's way, to pinpoint the snake-man's location.

The prerequisite for making an arrest is to define a certain area. There are so many towns; he can't possibly sniff out every single house. That would be considered a pervert.

Victor, a wealthy man, offered a high price of 50 gold coins and a rare-level card as a system reward, vowing to capture the shadow of the evil god hidden in the deepest part of the world.

【Quest: Swamp Shadows Description: Seth, the swamp serpent, lies dormant in the territory of the Water Queen. You can vaguely hear its slippery hissing as it writhes on the muddy ground, yet it covets a wisp of wind, the wind of wisdom slumbering in the eternal apocalypse.】

The battle between gods had nothing to do with a warrior living in a dilapidated town. However, the feathered serpent god Kukulkan that you inadvertently awakened has drawn the attention of the swamp serpent to Linhe Town.

Victor Valk, a devout priest who has traveled from afar, represents the righteous gods of civilized society in intervening in this struggle within the rainforest. The priest firmly believes that the incarnation of Seth is hiding somewhere, and he needs your help.

Mission Reward: 1 Rare Card Ticket

Currently, Marcus has a general understanding of the composition of the system cards. The ordinary level is almost never in mortal danger, such as the goblin swarm when he first encountered Bardin.

Rare items become troublesome, requiring a bit of luck and strength. Golden Scales, Blood Silver, and Curtain of Desire are excellent examples, as they respectively lead to encounters with Snakemen, Silver Trolls, and Perverted Knights.

As for the Excellent level, it hasn't been triggered yet. Only the Legendary level [Dark Trial] has left a deep impression on Marcus. One wrong step could very well lead to his death in the devil's game.

Victor was still using his sarcastic tone and unrealistic fantasies to instill the evil of the snake people as their "leader." Trish found it hard to accept his preaching-like way of explaining and forcibly interrupted him.

"You short-lived devil, you keep talking about the evil of snake people, but have you ever seen a snake person? Have you ever killed one with your own hands?"

Viktor's expression turned cold instantly. He pursed his lips and stared intently at the drow leaning against the pillar: "Elf, I should hang you right now. The drow's persecution of justice is no less than that of the snake people. You are a bunch of monsters living underground."

Trissy scoffed. She had heard this threat countless times in the Underdark: "I can shoot an arrow into your eye socket so you can see clearly that I am a half-drow."

"Evil does not become justice simply by putting on a mask."

"If killing snakes is righteous, then I am far more righteous than you."

Marcus found the argument between the priest and the drow quite amusing. Previously, Trish would never breathe on anyone else—to be precise, she wasn't just breathing on anyone now; she genuinely wanted to kill Victor.

Captain Rye quickly interrupted, "Hey, you two wise friends, our common enemy is the Snake Man, Seth's lackey villain. Continuing to argue like this will only give the enemy something to exploit between us."

Victor nodded in agreement. He acknowledged Marcus's strength, recognizing him as a solid third-tier warrior. Moreover, his swordsmanship was completely different from any warrior he had encountered before, combining a brutal, sweeping attack with a touch of cunning and agility.

"Very well, you're a wise man, Norfitz, but I still have to ask, what is the connection between the tattoo on your arm and Seth?"

"This is Quetzalcoatl, my friend. Have you heard of him? The god of wisdom, mercy, and wind who created the world."

"It's just some superstition hiding in the corners of civilization again," Victor muttered under his breath, deciding not to pursue the tattoo any further.

The winged snake on Marcus's shoulder was lifelike, exuding a sense of agility and power, and was very different from the Seth cult totems he had encountered in the church.

After determining the leader's position, and believing that this team of human warriors, drow assassins, and dwarven rangers could provide some assistance in the pursuit of the snake people, Victor looked around the courtyard and pointed to the narrowest storage room, saying, "I need a quiet place to pray and rest, and to organize the intelligence gathered on the ship."

"But that's the woodshed, there's nowhere to stand," Marcus reminded him. The woodshed was filled with dry wood, leaving almost no room to move. He had originally planned to have Victor sleep in the guest room on the first floor of the living room.

"That's enough." Viktor nodded, picked up the backpack from the ground, opened the door to the woodshed, and plunged into the dark, cramped room.

Back in the living room, Marcus naturally brought up Victor's decision to live in the woodshed, remarking with a touch of melancholy, "I always thought priests slept on soft silk beds and needed to light a ten-gold incense stick every night to fall asleep."

"That shows he's cautious enough," Trish analyzed calmly, shrinking back in her chair, peeling the banana, taking a bite of the smooth, sweet flesh, and saying indistinctly, "He reminds me of some unpleasant things."

"Rose?"

"He's just like them, such a fool."

While the mistress and servant were bickering, Bardin frowned in thought, continuing to act as chief of staff: "Hard man, to be honest, I don't want to get involved in your town's affairs, but your affairs are my affairs. Just now the elf said that the news about the silver is false. You and Victor think that if you expose this, the Visi family will leave the town."

"But that's impossible. You haven't been to Silver Mountain City, you don't understand the mentality of merchants. They're willing to go crazy for money, even selling their wives and children into the mines."

Marcus, who was vying with Trish for the mango, paused for a moment as he thought of a question that would expose the conspiracy.

The Vizi family used the money they raised to offset their previous debts, and if they didn't want to disappoint their investors, they had to find silver.

Whether silver is found or not is irrelevant. Moraz only needs to present some silver-bearing mines to investors, and businessmen blinded by future profits will only continue to increase their bets.

This has become an unsolvable problem: armed resistance would invite the army of the Griffin Kingdom, and there are certainly many nobles eyeing this enclave.

Embracing the wave of counterfeit silver—no one could predict what changes would occur in the town afterward.