I, Viego, conquer Terra!

"Kal'tsit just wrote me a letter asking me to help her. If she knew I was out of control, she might reconsider this matter! I can't make much money anymore, but the blood bags every month are a huge expense. If I lose this job, I might starve to death!"

She looked up at Viego, almost leaning on him. She finally squeezed out two tears from her eyes, and then quickly buried her face in Viego's arms and pretended to wipe her tears with his clothes.

"You don't want to see a scholar as great as me living on the streets and starving to death just because I have no money, right? Woohoo!"

"..." Viego looked at Huafalin without any fluctuation in his expression.

Does this blood demon have no acting skills at all? Why is her crying so fake? Or... is she already acting now?

Doesn't look very smart... Can you be a scholar like this?

The black mist condensed and took shape, directly binding Huafalin and hanging her in the corridor.

"Hey... Hey hey hey?" Huafalin made a panicked sound and struggled subconsciously, but she couldn't move at all. "What is this? Why am I hung up? Did you do this?"

"I did it, don't move." Viego said calmly. "Just stay here for now. I'll decide what to do with you after I finish contacting Kal'tsit."

"Ah?" Huafalin said in panic: "Wait, as long as you don't tell Kal'tsit, I'm willing to do anything!"

Miss Warfarin, you don't want Dr. Kelsey to know that you sucked a man's...

Viego cut off the scattered thoughts in his mind, glanced at Huafalin, opened a room next door and walked in, while at the same time dialing a communication request to Kal'tsit with the pager in his hand.

"Hello, Viego?"

Kal'tsit's calm voice came from the communicator.



Chapter 100: Viego: The Details

"Hello, Kal'tsit." Viego spoke into the communicator. "I saw Warfarin."

"Well, what are you going to do next?" Kal'tsit asked.

"That depends on whether Babel Tower is willing to cooperate with me. If not, I will leave the city immediately tomorrow. If so, I can change the plan and cooperate with you."

"Cooperate with each other? Instead of asking for help?" Kal'tsit said calmly.

"It seems that you have become stronger during your journey. Babel is indeed willing to cooperate. A full-scale war is imminent, but there are still many nobles in Kazdel who originally promised to help Babel and are wavering. The doctor believes that we need a big victory to stabilize the nobles' intentions."

Previously, when escorting Rhodes Island, Babel Tower had a fierce battle with the Royal Court. Although most of the casualties were mercenaries under their command, the nobles all knew who were behind the mercenaries on both sides.

Although Babel won, it was at best a pyrrhic victory.

——This was because the Royal Army was unwilling to immediately attack Theresa who suddenly appeared on the battlefield, giving Hedley and other mercenary teams time to catch their breath and reorganize their formation.

Otherwise, the outcome will be unpredictable.

In this battle, the Royal Court did not try its best, but the Babel Tower's troops were almost out of ammunition and food, and were even attacked by the red-haired girl. If Viego had not intervened in time...

In short, in the face of such performance, it is normal that many nobles who were originally prepared to support the Tower of Babel were hesitant.

After all, this is a bet between two forces in a national civil war. If you win, everyone will be happy, but if you lose, you have to be prepared to be liquidated.

Viego saw it clearly, so he knew that this was also a good opportunity for Babel. Theresa needed a victory to give others confidence, and now the coalition army was the most conspicuous target.

So, what Viego said was "mutual cooperation" instead of unilaterally asking Babel to support him.

The status is completely different. The former is based on equality, mutual benefit and mutual benefit, while the latter is based on sheltering and being sheltered and owing favors.

"The Tower of Babel is already heading in the direction of the Scar Mall, but the progress of the United Army must be ahead of us. If you act rashly, you will most likely die under the siege of the United Army. For this situation, the doctor has a plan."

"tell me the story."

"You can still maintain your original plan to leave the city tomorrow, Viego, but you must pay attention to two points." The doctor's neutral voice sounded:

"First, Babel Tower is currently located southwest of Scar Mall. Break out from other directions and lead the Allied Forces in a circle. We will send people to set up an ambush on the road."

"So, I'm a bait?" Viego said bluntly, "I want to break out, and then I want the coalition forces to keep following me without killing me - until I lead them into the trap?"

"Yes, this is the second point you need to pay attention to. Don't die, but don't let the United Army give up hunting you." The doctor said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Viego, but Rhodes Island doesn't have the ability to hide itself. If we approach the coalition forces directly, we will definitely be discovered in advance, so we can only set up an ambush - but don't worry, I will send someone to pick you up."

"...I need to think about it. Give me two minutes."

"Please."

Viego raised his eyebrows, knowing that what the doctor said was the truth. It was unrealistic for a team as large as the Tower of Babel to sneak up and attack the coalition forces like a surprise attack. If they were to fight head-on, there would be heavy casualties, which the Tower of Babel could not afford.

In fact, Viego is not opposed to being a bait, but the problem is that there are so many people around him.

Shining and Gwen are fine, as they both have some ability to protect themselves, but Lizzie cannot be left alone. Mudrock was also forced to get involved in this matter, and Viego is unwilling to use "coercion" to force her to participate in this war.

Viego stood up and walked out of the room, looking at Warfarin who was hanging in the corridor with his mouth blocked by black fog and could only make a slight humming sound.

but...

Isn't there a ready-made safe house here?

As long as he appears, most of the coalition forces' attention will be focused on him, and the others can stay in the city and wait for him to come back.

"That's fine, but...Babel owes me a favor." Viego said.

"Okay." The doctor agreed without hesitation:

"Thank you for your help, Viego. I can promise you on behalf of Babel that Babel owes you one. Kal'tsit will send you the details of the plan and the location of the ambush tomorrow."

In fact, Viego could have broken through directly, but he was still willing to be the bait who took risks in order to help Babel take down the coalition forces. No matter what his purpose was, his behavior was undoubtedly a help.

Even if Viego didn't bring it up, Babel Tower would remember this friendship, and if Viego needed help in the future, they would definitely help without hesitation.

—Of course, this assumes that Babel can win the fight and survive to the “later time.”

This was considered a formal agreement on the cooperation. Viego replied "OK". There was silence on the other end of the communicator for a moment, and then the sound of a door closing was heard. Kal'tsit's voice came:

"Now that we have discussed the official business, let's talk about personal matters. We have made some progress in the research on the power of mon3tr."

"Oh?" Viego said at the right time to show that he was still listening.

He didn't avoid Warfarin, just stood in the corridor, talking to Kal'tsit while looking at her with a smile on his face.

"That mist-like power can be confirmed to be a new type of energy. In addition to being able to linger around mon3tr, it can also be extracted by special methods and attached to other weapons. And..."

Kelsey hesitated for a moment and said:

"Also, my oripathy has also been alleviated, but I am not sure about this. The observation of oripathy requires a monthly cycle, so to truly confirm this result, we have to wait at least a few months."

As a scholar who has been studying Originium for many years and also a patient suffering from Originium disease herself, Kal'tsit is well aware of how much of a stir this news would cause if it were released to the outside world - even if it is just a possibility.

But she still chose to tell Viego the news.

Kal'tsit's intuition told her that compared to this uncertain research result, being honest when "cooperating" with Viego might bring her more "research gains."

Viego was stunned, then felt a little surprised.

——It’s not the oripathy. Viego doesn’t know much about the so-called “origin stone” and doesn’t have much feeling about it.

What really surprised him was Kal'tsit's efficiency.

——He had only been away for a week, and Kal'tsit had already found a way to extract the power of the Ruinous Curse from the fragments? And actually proved that the Black Mist could "enchant" weapons?

What kind of black technology power is this from another world?

This efficiency only proves that Viego did not choose the wrong partner.

Viego suppressed his expectations, hummed calmly, and said:

"Elaborate."

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Chapter 101: The Spineless Little Blood Demon

“In fact, the fact that the mist-like energy can be extracted and attached to weapons was discovered just now.” Kal’tsit spoke in a flat tone, as if she was giving an ordinary academic lecture:

"Kulushiel has been working overtime these days to create an instrument that can extract the black mist from mon3tr according to my requirements. It was completed when you communicated with me last time. After we finished communicating, I conducted an experiment, and the final result...is surprising."

"I don't hear any surprise in you, Kal'tsit." Viego joked.

"Don't interrupt me, Viego. Communication is very expensive." Kal'tsit replied with a hint of dissatisfaction, and then continued:

"In fact, the instrument is only a prototype. Its stability cannot be guaranteed, and its energy extraction efficiency is very low. In addition, the materials are expensive and cannot be mass-produced for the time being. There is even no guarantee that the next experiment will be as successful as this one."

"At present, it seems that the black mist extracted in this experiment is only enough to arm one person at most, and its combat power can be increased by less than 30%. The cost is very high. I paid for this part of the expenses personally. Remember to pay me back later."

"Okay." Viego admired Kal'tsit's straightforward and undisguised approach to cooperation. Now that the research had yielded results, he would naturally make an investment.

——After all, Viego doesn’t have the habit of getting Kal’tsit for free.

...The meaning of this sentence is very serious, really.

As for the fact that the black mist extracted at great cost was only enough to arm one person, Viego was not disappointed with the result.

As we all know, no technology is mature once it is discovered. Both cost and effect need to be optimized slowly. As for the prospect of utilizing Black Mist... Viego, as its controller, has no doubt about how many ways of playing Black Mist can be developed.

If the research goes well, maybe we can even build a "Black Mist City"...

But that is a very distant thing. Viego shook his head and laughed, suppressing his expectations for the future.

"There is one more thing." Kelsey said:

"Although it has been proven that black mist can be attached to weapons to enhance their power, we know too little about this energy after all. We are not sure whether it would be risky to use it rashly. What do you think about this matter?"

Kal'tsit knew that Viego did not tell her everything when he first reached a cooperation agreement with her, but this was normal. Viego was not related to her, so of course it was impossible for him to trust her completely right from the start.

As the research progresses, her partnership with Viego will inevitably become deeper and closer, and trust will naturally be built.

Kal'tsit asked this question to seek Viego's opinion, and also to show that -

I know you have more information about this energy, and I don't mind asking you about it once our relationship is good enough. At the same time, I am willing to hand over the leadership of the next step of research to you to ensure that our partnership is equal and I will not leave you to work alone.

Of course Viego understood Kal'tsit's subtext.

He laughed, thinking that although Kal'tsit looked cold on the surface, she was actually as sensitive as a real cat.

In fact, at this point, even if Kal'tsit asked directly, Viego would not mind. He has already confirmed Kal'tsit's ability. If nothing unexpected happens, he would of course hope to continue cooperating with Kal'tsit and would not change his mind at the last minute.

But the cat head that looked as cold as ice just wanted to take a big detour and ask Viego's opinion in a roundabout way.

"It shouldn't be too risky. Even if there is, I can handle it." He smiled and said, "So, just do what you want, Kal'tsit."

In the office in Rhodes Island, Kal'tsit frowned and glanced at the communicator in her hand, wondering whether the man speaking on the other end understood what she said or not.

This answer...does it mean that he is giving her full control? Or is he joking?

Has the trust between him and me reached this level?

Kal'tsit suddenly felt that she could not quite see through Viego - this man seemed to speak and act according to his heart, and often said things that she could not expect.

And now, perhaps their partnership has taken a step further? Kelsey thought uncertainly.

"Hey, Kelsey, are you still there?"

Kal'tsit was silent for a long time.

"Yes, I heard it." Kal'tsit replied calmly. "Then, I will start trying to use the black mist in actual combat. I will contact you again when there is progress. Keep the communication open, Viego, and don't die."

"I understand..." Viego seemed to want to say something.

There was the sound of cheerful running outside the office door.

But after the last time he was caught joking by Kal'tsit, Kal'tsit had become alert.

"Don't make inappropriate jokes, Viego," she interrupted immediately. "I'm not worried about you. That's it, the call is over."

This man...his secrets, and his power that is clearly beyond the comprehension of ordinary people...the changes of the black fog and mon3tr...

What is the connection between Viego and these things?

Kal'tsit subconsciously felt a little curious - that man was too mysterious, and even in her thousands and tens of thousands of years of memory, she could not find the corresponding answer.

Cats are always curious.

The next moment, Kal'tsit pushed the door open and walked in. Kal'tsit hung up the phone with a snap, leaving only Viego's unfinished words "Okay, communication terminated..." echoing in the air.

"Uh..." Kal'tsit met her cold eyes and scratched her face awkwardly. The excitement in her heart was diluted by the cold wind-like gaze. "Did I disturb you, Kal'tsit?"

"Remember to knock next time, Kal'tsit." Kal'tsit answered irrelevantly. "What do you want from me?"

"I already have an idea for improving that instrument - if all goes well, the cost may be reduced by 30% or even more!" Klushier's attention was quickly diverted.