Guild Boss's Ambition

Thinking about how I was led to this battlefield where the average combat power was above Platinum by a modified dog, I couldn't help but sigh at the fate once again. But seeing the Demon Lord Leia arrogantly showing off his conspiracy in front of me, how could I, who claims to be the world's number one villain conspirator, swallow this?

In this world, there is no need for any other villains besides me.

I silently watched Mr. Lvliu and his men split up and left in two groups, and I also carried out my own actions in this deserted square area.

Even though the corpses in the square have no souls, the monsters' powerful bodies are already the most precious sacrifices. If it weren't for the safety of Mopolis City, I should have added them all to my inventory right now, instead of wasting them like I did next, simply using them as spell consumables.

While cautiously guarding against the enemy's sneak attacks, I arranged the monsters' corpses according to the principles of astrology. Then I took out some extra gemstones and metals, melted them into talisman water, and quickly drew the lines of the magic circle on the ground.

It took me two minutes to complete a series of preliminary tasks, but still no enemy came out to stop my actions.

From this, I inferred that "Demon Lord Leia is likely short of manpower."

As an excellent conspirator, there was no reason for him to leave such a large amount of precious strategic resources unattended.

But if Demon Lord Leia is not short-handed, then he is most likely a fool.

However, no matter how I think about it, there is no way that the Demon King, who is famous for his deception, can be a fool, right?

"No... we can't rule out this possibility either."

Thinking about the various extreme probabilities that have occurred in my life, I smiled bitterly, then chanted a spell, attracted the dark elements in the atmosphere, and used flesh and blood as a sacrifice to activate the seventh-level weather magic: [Red Moon Night].

[Red Moon Night] is a weather magic commonly used by dark races when they go out. It can greatly increase the concentration of dark elements in the atmosphere, allowing them who rely on dark elements to survive to move more comfortably. Most importantly, the Red Moon Night magic is one of the only two moon-like magics that exist in the history of our civilization.

The principle of this magic is to alternately convert the moon of the mortal world and the moon of the demonic hell on a regional basis. If the Purple Moon magic is acting on the moon of the mortal world, then after the Red Moon magic is activated, the effect of the Purple Moon magic will automatically go to the demonic hell, and it may even collapse and self-destruct due to logical errors in the ritual.

And as far as the results are concerned, my hypothesis was supported.

The purple moon in the sky has disappeared, replaced by a bright red moon.

In a place where no one can see, I, Bai Ye, saved the city of Mopolis once again.

Wait...

Am I actually stealing the job of the righteous side by doing this?

Maybe……

Even if I don't intervene, Corvina and the others will be able to resolve this matter, right?

With this idea in mind, I simply drew a spell specifically for detecting foxes under my feet.

Next, I didn't need to activate the spell, as I saw Lin En with a hypocritical face. It made sense. As the eyes and ears of Corvina, how could this stinky fox ignore this important event? He must have been lurking here for a long time, watching the situation. Later, when he found me in the square, he simply left the moon in the sky to me.

And I'm afraid that my sudden change of mind was also related to that bastard Lin En.

With Lynn's abilities, he could have secretly invaded my thoughts and implanted curiosity about the Demon Lord Leia.

Although I have often used this kind of tactics in the past, it still makes me feel very unhappy when I am used in the same way! I really want to cut the fox into pieces and make soup with it!

"I'm just joking with you. There's no need to use me to quench your thirst, right?"

I have known for a long time that Lin En is an extremely excessive guy. With the ability to read minds, he is almost always spying on other people's inner thoughts. When I was unaware of it at first, I suffered a lot at his hands. But fortunately, I have not revealed the matters concerning Ulu and the resurrection of the dead to Lin En and others.

In order to prevent Lin En from continuing to read my thoughts, I activated the [Heart Sound Frenzy] hidden in my mind.

Lin En, who had been eavesdropping on my thoughts, frowned unhappily. "Come on, what the hell is this? Wasn't the 777-fold "Holy Scripture of Light" enough last time? Are you mixing in the "Scripture of Life and Death" this time? No, no, not only the "Scripture of Life and Death", you even memorized the entire "Disqualification of the Human Race". Do you want me to commit suicide in front of you?"

After the effect of the Heart Sound Frenzy is activated, the voices in my mind will suddenly surge to 54 million thoughts per second. Even the old fox Lin En in front of me will inevitably be affected by the delay when reading such a large amount of information, turning one second of actual time into one hour of mind reading time.

Given Lin En's inability to stand boredom, he would never force himself to listen to the ancient books and texts that I had deliberately set in his mind. Through the ability of the Eye of Truth, I clearly understood that he had interrupted his mind-reading ability against me. However, what puzzled me was why Lin En, who was also a purebred monster, was not affected by the moonlight magic?

"Aren't you a monster, Mr. Ghost Fox?" I asked with a smile.

“Of course! We love to play with and prey on you humans the most!” Lin En smiled back with his squinting eyes.

Judging from his tone, he probably didn't want to explain to me why he was not affected by the purple moon in the sky. What I care about most now is not Lin En's secret, but the conspiracy of the Demon King Leia. Although I have successfully interrupted the effect of the purple moon magic, judging from the situation just now, Leia may have collected enough soul power to summon the Demon King.

All that’s left is for Leia to seize the magic weapon guarded by the Temple of Light, and then all the summoning conditions will be met.

Wait...

Leia herself has not shown up from the beginning until now. Could she have gone to attack the protection location of the magic weapon?

No no no...

He shouldn't be that smart. Uru's appearance was just a coincidence.

Without Ulu and the others, Lvliu would never have been able to investigate to this extent.

So there shouldn't be any problems with the magic weapon for the time being...

The worst case scenario is that the Seven Deadly Sins of Lust are summoned to Mopolis City...

However, as the saying goes, it is better to ask others for help than to ask yourself. Regarding intelligence matters, asking Lin En, the military's top intelligence dealer, is still the most efficient first choice: "Lin En, I have solved Zi Yue's problem for you. As a price for your unauthorized interference in my thoughts just now, shouldn't you at least explain your plan to me?"

Lin En squeezed his narrowed eyes and refused to admit his mistake: "How did I interfere with your decision just now? Where is the evidence?"

I narrowed my eyes at him and replied with a smile, "I'm not a detective. I don't need evidence. I just need to convince myself. It seems that there has never been a real battle between you and me, right?"

Facing my threat, Lin En was not afraid: "Fight? No way? If you die, I will regret it."

I couldn't help but giggle. "You don't dare to kill me! Corvina doesn't have many uses for me. My intelligence, knowledge, and creativity are unique in the world. On the contrary, if you, who is responsible for organizing the intelligence network, are gone by accident, she will more or less have some substitutes. In terms of value, I am much more precious than you."

Lin En, who was right about what I said, opened his narrowed eyes unhappily and said, "You'd better not be too presumptuous."

I took out my staff and said tentatively, "You were the ones who kept me in the dark at the beginning, and you were the ones who used me to indirectly deal with Zi Yue. Anyway, if you don't give me an explanation now, I won't let you go back to continue your mission. If I'm not mistaken, you must be anxious to go to the collection point of the magic weapon now, right?"

Hearing my threat, Lin En just snorted coldly, and then disappeared out of thin air.

"The clone technique? But the Lin En just now clearly had a physical body..."

"Legend has it that there are seven seven-colored foxes..."

"So the Lin just now is one of the seven incarnations? Is that legend true?"

"Although I didn't get the inside story of the Demon King incident, it was good to get information about the ghost fox Lin En."

"When we become enemies in the future, I'll have one more trump card to play."

Smilingly, I wrote down Lynn's information in my notebook, then left the recreation park and went straight back to the stone house.

Since the military has already intervened in this matter, there is no need for me to wade into this muddy water myself.

……

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34. Holy War (Raftan)

(Raftan-Fritze)

After giving up the mission to subdue the bandits, I returned to the stone house with a tired heart.

Unlike the old sea elders, the new Mr. Nanbert obviously didn't know me well enough. He only knew that I was kind, but he didn't know what my kindness was. I couldn't kill the villagers who were forced to become bandits. Under the unfair feudal system, they had no way to make a living, so they naturally vented their anger on the noble caravans.

It was wrong to aid and abet the evil and kill those villagers, so I took the initiative to give up the mission.

But on the other hand, for the Adventurer's Guild, if an adventurer voluntarily gives up a mission, it is equivalent to a mission failure. As for platinum-level missions like the bandit crusade, since their number is scarce and their importance is relatively high, the tolerance rate for missions each month is relatively low. As long as more than three missions fail each month, the Stone House will be punished by the Adventurer's Guild.

Although the responsibility for the mission failure was not entirely my own, I still felt a little sorry for Miss Ehard, the president. However, even when she heard that I had voluntarily given up the mission and came back, she just smiled tolerantly, calmly asked me about the details, and then mediated the misunderstanding between me and Mr. Nanbert.

After the mediation, Mr. Nanbert has promised to select more suitable commissions for me in the future.

The matter ended in a fairly harmonious atmosphere.

In fact, if Meng'er hadn't helped to mediate, I would not have realized how strict my moral values ​​were to others. Even though Mr. Nanbert finally made his promise with a smile, my conservative moral dogma still seemed to confuse him.

Although Hai Lao in the past had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, his advantages compared to Nanbert were very obvious.

Ebisu knows the goal of each of us adventurers very well, even better than we ourselves.

At the same time, he will stand in the position of a mission assessor and wholeheartedly choose the path to that goal for us.

But when our goals are too unrealistic and beyond reality, he will use the sharpest words to tell everyone that it is impossible. For some dreamers, Ebi is undoubtedly a realist. However, only with a tough attitude like Ebi can those overly romantic adventurers obey.

I am also one of those romantic risk-takers.

It’s just that I’m an average person with more strength, and if I want to be willful I must have the strength to match it.

"Let's take a shower first, then go see Sophie?"

I was thinking this, but when I opened the dormitory door, the short and fat girl I wanted to see was already sitting at the desk, using an abacus, probably doing her daily accounting.

I was stunned for a moment, then immediately rushed to hug my sister.

"Sophie-chan! Chan! Chan! Chan! Chan! Chan! Chan! Chan! Chan! Chan! Chan! Chan!"

"Pervert...pervert! Don't bring it here if the armor is dirty!"

What came over was the same friendly and strong fist as always. Just as President Ehard said, there is nothing in the world that can make people feel the happiness of ordinary life better than my sister's pink fist.

With the barbarian's strength, I spun 360 degrees rapidly and almost fell to the ground with my steel armor on.

It would be bad if I fell to the ground, because the kitchen lounge is right below our dormitory. The chef, Strom, is a troublesome man who likes to fuss. Last time when I was jumping rope in my room, he came to visit and complained to me. And the time before that, when Sophie was counting the ore in the room, his lover Kololo came up and naggled a few words on his behalf.

"Oh my, you're so intense right from the start. Where did you learn to be so impatient, Sophie-chan?"

"Gah..."

Sophie glared at me with a red face and made a cute low growl like a little beast, scolding: "You, you, you are the one! Who did you learn to be so shameless? You are always touching things all day long, like an old gangster!"

"It's an instinct for an elder sister to behave like a hooligan towards her younger sister, and she learned it by accident!"

"Tianchu!"

As she spoke, Sophie raised her hand and a small golden hammer hit me on the head. Although Sophie swung the hammer with terrifying force, the hammer head was just a soft material and it wouldn't hurt much when it hit the human body. The only thing was that this thing was a magic prop that would generate a slight electric current, and the person hit would feel a strange itchy sensation all over the body.

It was the kind of itch that couldn't be scratched and only lasted for a few seconds, but it was also very painful.

"Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Where did you get this thing──"

"The recycling center! Lately, some goblins have been sending failed inventions here."

Sophie put her hands on her hips and smiled arrogantly. She put down the golden hammer, picked up a letter on the table with two fingers, and handed it over: "Let's not talk about this for now! There was a letter for you in the mailbox yesterday, take a look."

Letters? Besides my mother, who would write letters to us? Who else would send me letters?

I took the letter and looked at it, and immediately found something unusual.

The wax seal on the letter had been torn off by some external force.

An idea vaguely came to my mind, but I still hesitated to ask, "Sophie, when you got the letter, was the wax seal already like this?"

"I tore off the wax seal. I can't understand what's inside."

Sophie directly admitted her behavior and looked unhappy.

Maybe he checked my letters without my permission because he didn't want me to be involved in danger again?

"If she finds out that the letter is dangerous, will she destroy it without telling me?"

I didn't dare to jump to conclusion, but I did feel a little uncomfortable because of Sophie's behavior.

I pretended not to care and joked, "Are you reading your sister's letters like this because you're worried that I'll meet my lover in secret?"

Perhaps because my joke wasn't funny enough, Sophie looked serious and expressionless.

She looked uneasily depressed, without her usual cheerful and energetic smile: "Sister, I understand your ambitions, you understand your beliefs, and I also want to support your ideals with all my heart, but since coming to Mopolis, I have gradually come to understand more deeply what it feels like to lose you, so, in some things, you may think that I am very willful and selfish."

"Sophie..."

Looking at her at the age of fifteen, I felt that the naive feelings in my childhood were now only separated by a piece of paper. For no reason, I felt a fear in my heart, afraid that my own filth would insult her innocence, and afraid that my persistence would take her down with me. I kept saying that I wanted to protect her, but I was also in danger.

"Sister, don't you want to read the letter first?"

Sophie interrupted my hesitation, as if she didn't want to talk about that at this point either.

I nodded, followed her instructions, and found a code book from the space ring.

The letter sent to me is a call from the Church of Light. Although each of us paladins has the freedom of action, we are actually still affiliated with the Church of Light. We have the obligation to accept the call of the Church of Light and stand up when the Church needs us. If we turn a blind eye to this call, once discovered, we will be punished by being deprived of the title of paladin.

Without the title of Paladin, I will not be able to enter the library of the Temple of Light, nor can I buy the Paladin's exclusive armor and other protective weapons at a discounted price. The etiquette I perform towards the nobles in the future will also have to be changed. In short, my original life will lose a lot of convenience. The most important thing is the sense of honor of being loyal to the God of Light.

No matter how demanding the task in the letter is, I will definitely try my best to complete it.

I anxiously used the code book to reinterpret the garbled code on the letter.

By replacing and transforming the symbols, the content of the letter suddenly appeared as clear and concise sentences.

"To the Paladin Raftan Fritz: Please report to the Temple of Light in Mopolis before midnight on March 12th to participate in the holy war. I will explain the details in person at that time. March th, written by Cardinal Barthalom."

Looking at the rewritten letter, Sora and I fell silent for a moment. Events that could be called holy wars by the Temple of Light were all extremely dangerous battles that could affect the rise and fall of a country. The possible battles that might occur in them were not even safer than exploring unknown areas outside the world map.

"Nature's wrath has clearly ended, why... why is there still a war?!"