Madam, I like you.

　Mo Yankong chuckled, "If my strength is inferior to that of the Night Raid, I will become their primary target after the revolution. Teigu are the most powerful weapons in this world. Possessing the power of Teigu means possessing power, wealth, and the stability of the new nation. If I were to give all of them away so easily, such a decision would not gain the support of all members of the Revolutionary Army."

　"I can't deny it, but please rest assured, Master. If there are any foolish people with similar ideas, I will personally clean them up."

　"I allowed it."

　Chelsea left Mo Yankong's room and as soon as she went out, she saw Marin leaning against the door. The girl with twin ponytails looked a little depressed. She glanced at Chelsea and turned away without saying anything.

　Chelsea looked back at Mo Yankong who was reading in the room, thought for a moment, and left without saying anything. After becoming Mo Yankong's follower, she immediately noticed Marin hiding outside the door, and Mo Yankong must have noticed her as well.

　Chelsea followed quietly and blew quietly into Myne's ear.

　"Yeah!"

　Mayin was shocked.

　"Main, if you don't reduce your weaknesses, you'll die in the line of duty."

　"None of your business!" Marin yelled.

　Chelsea didn't care at all. She smiled and hugged the petite girl from behind and teased her, "What's wrong? You're not as strong as usual. Your aura seems to have weakened a lot."

　Marin stopped and lowered her head. Her clear voice was less angry: "Chelsea, do you think your choice is right?"

　"No, at least not to the Revolutionary Army and Night Raid, because if necessary, I might not hesitate to attack my former companions."

　"If that's the case, why did you take the initiative to contact K?"

　"Because it's necessary. Although I might become your enemy in the future, reporting his intelligence to the Revolutionary Army headquarters is far more important than my personal interests. And I also have this desire. Agelessness is a woman's dream. Hehe, decades from now, you'll be old ladies and envy me for my youthful energy. Ah—I'm really surprised. I didn't expect Marne to like this type of person."

　"What do you care!" Marin's face turned red.

　Chapter 242: Jaylock

　At the Royal Fist Temple training grounds, Xiao Hei stood among a pile of wooden figures. Strange ripples spread beneath his feet, shattering the ground and the wooden figures wherever he touched. The Four Rakshasa Ghosts' abilities were inherently about exploring the body. Therefore, after becoming descendants of perfect creatures, they were able to master physical changes in a remarkably short time.

　A figure descended, and Suzuka, one of the Four Rakshasa Ghosts, handed the scroll to Xiao Hei and said respectfully, "Master, this is a mission issued by Minister Ernest."

　Xiao Hei unfolded the scroll and glanced at it casually, then yawned out of boredom. "I'm almost tired of staying in the imperial capital. It's an important mission to protect An Ning Dao. Let's set off now."

　The scroll naturally referred to dispatching the Four Rakshasa Ghosts to protect the pawns that Minister Ernest had planted within the Anning Road. Although the situation in the imperial capital was urgent, Minister Ernest, who resided in the palace, was protected by General Budd and was not in any danger. The pawns planted within the Anning Road played a significant role for Minister Ernest.

　"An Ning Dao... I can meet the master again, hehe." Xiao Hei said to himself happily. As for who the master Xiao Hei was talking about, the four Rakshasa ghosts didn't know, but they were sure it was not Minister Ernest.

　The four Rakshasa ghosts pretended not to hear. Xiao Hei's strength was obvious to all, and he easily killed Ji, the strongest of the four Rakshasa ghosts.

　Your life is much more important than your job.

　-

　Jelock, a small town located in the east of the imperial capital, quickly developed into an economically prosperous city due to its rich resources. An Ning Dao developed along with the city, thus forming a large city with a unique religious culture.

　Jerlock is politically neutral and unaffected by corruption, its people living in peace and contentment. Its principles, promoted by the Way of Tranquility, are "helping others achieve inner peace," making it one of the few remaining utopias in the Empire.

　The Anning Road was extremely important to Minister Ernest, and to the Revolutionary Army as well. The Revolutionary Army intended to use the Anning Road as the final straw that would break the empire's back. Therefore, they had dispatched over half of their Night Raid force for this mission.

　Chelsea, Maine, Hill, Sayou and Mo Yankong. The person in charge of the assassination mission is Chelsea, whose assassination success rate is not inferior to Akame. She can easily sneak in and complete the assassination by using the imperial weapon [Transformation Freedom - Gaia Foundation].

　As for the remaining combat power, it was mostly used to deal with emergencies in case the assassination attempt failed. In fact, Mo Yankong took the initiative to apply for the battle to replace Chi Tong.

　Akame and Brand continued their night raids in the imperial capital to contain the actions of General Bud and Esdeath.

　Jerlock?

　Mo Yankong spread out the map in his hand and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when he saw the destination he was going to. Jelock was the name of the founder of this city. The founder might be a demon hunter who had been shot in the knee by an arrow and could die if he jumped a few meters high.

　In the carriage, Xi Er, the cheongsam-wearing woman sitting next to Mo Yankong, saw Mo Yankong's smile and asked in a gentle and calm voice, "Master, did anything interesting happen?"

　Mo Yankong shook his head: "I thought of something interesting."

　"Then..." Hill wanted to ask a question, but his voice was interrupted by the angry quarrel in the car behind.

　"Shorty, airport shorty!"

　"What did you say! You spy girl!"

　"quarrel

　What? It's as immature as a child! Children should stay at home."

　Along the way, with the exception of Mo Yankong and Xi'er, who were relatively quiet, Chelsea, Sayou, and Myne were constantly bickering. Their arguments were mostly about laughable and boring things, but they did prove the stability of the triangle. In short, their bickering formed a perfect cycle.

　Mo Yankong's attention was basically focused on the dangerous species nearby. An eagle made up of Mo Yankong's body cells was circling in the sky all the time, searching for any abnormalities and dangerous species that Mo Yankong had not discovered and hunting them down.

　It was late at night when the carriage arrived at Jelock. Maine and the others stayed in a hotel arranged by the revolutionary army members.

　Mo Yankong went out under the pretext of drinking, and Hill followed him.

　As for Chelsea, Sau and Mine, Chelsea is responsible for exchanging information with the Revolutionary Army intelligence officers in this city. Sau and Mine's heights can easily make them be mistaken for children, and it would be too conspicuous to bring them to the tavern.

　"It's so late, but there are still shops open. The city residents have more smiles on their faces than those in the imperial capital. It's really a nice city." Cheongsam girl Hill took Mo Yankong's right hand, carefully observed the surroundings and said softly.

　Mo Yankong said indifferently: "In my opinion, they are all the same."

　"is it?"

　"The empire once experienced a similar period of prosperity. The founding of the Way of Tranquility depended on its leader. Fortunately, for now, that leader truly cares for the people. Once the balance of power is lost, the harm caused by religious influence will become a poison. Not everyone is a saint. Power and profit are the foundation of everything."

　After all, Mo Yankong is from the 21st century and grew up in an atheist country, so naturally he has no fondness for religion. Western history is nothing but darkness and bloody conflict brought about by religion. The Western Middle Ages, known as the Dark Ages, was particularly marked by the existence of religion.

　Mo Yankong believes that so-called religion is just another form of state rule, which achieves spiritual domination and is a form of feudalism. It is a regression of civilization and a poison to civilization that must be eradicated.

　The An Ning Dao is relatively consistent with modern religious theories, so it doesn't make Mo Yankong too disgusted. However, its essence is still unable to avoid the breeding and corruption of power.

　"Hmm... I don't really understand either."

　The two came to the pub. Although the decoration of the pub was not luxurious, it was very lively inside. People gathered together, laughing and talking.

　The two ordered some of the city's specialty wines and food. Mo Yankong tasted the food while trying to find useful information from people's conversations. It couldn't be said to be useful, at most it helped him deepen his understanding of the city.

　Mo Yankong was very interested in the leader of An Ning Dao.

　Soon, a riot broke out in the tavern.

　"Master! It's Master!"

　"Why is the Master here?!"

　"Master!"

　"I'm so lucky to see the true face of the Master! Even if I die here, I'll be satisfied!"

　The visitor was a handsome man with long hair. His first impression was striking, but this wasn't due to his appearance, but rather to his deep, calm eyes, which radiated a compassionate embrace. Even the most vicious murderer would burst into tears and regret their crimes upon meeting his gaze.

　In the tavern, the only people who didn't stand up were Mo Yankong and Hill.

　Chapter 243 The Last Supper

　The leader of An Ning Taoism looked at Mo Yankong who was sitting in the tavern drinking and was in a daze. If you looked closely, you could see that his hands under his robe were trembling slightly, and his face looked very bad.

　A forbidden being, a hybrid of human and dangerous species. Therefore, he possessed the ability to perceive the future, and of course, he knew just how dangerous Mo Yankong, sitting in the corner of the tavern, truly was.

　"Master, how are you?" The guard next to him noticed the Master's abnormality, followed the Master's gaze to look at Mo Yankong, and his right hand pressed on the hilt of the knife at his waist without leaving a trace.

　The leader forced a smile, took a deep breath and relaxed, then said calmly, "I'm fine. If you allow me, could you please step out for a moment? I have something important to discuss with that stranger."

　"Oh - of course."

　"It's our pleasure, you don't have to be so polite."

　The guests in the tavern responded one after another and walked out of the tavern. The leader stood by the door and bowed slightly to express his gratitude, which made the guests flattered and they looked at him with more respect.

　The leader whispered to the guards beside him, "You guys should get out too."

　"but···"

　The leader shook his head. "Go away! If they intend to harm me, you alone cannot stop them. If that situation comes to that, I would rather reduce the number of sacrifices. Living is painful. But in order to enter the peaceful paradise, enduring pain is also a necessary test."

　Seeing the leader's insistence, the guards dared not disobey orders anymore.

　"Interesting." Mo Yankong let out a low laugh. Coincidence? Mo Yankong never believed in the word coincidence, whether it was déjà vu or meeting the Supreme Leader of the An Ning Dao in this tavern.

　The leader walked over to Mo Yankong and bowed deeply. "Mr. K, on ​​behalf of An Ning Dao, I welcome you from afar."

　Know my name? Mo Yankong's mind moved slightly.

　"I've heard about your deeds. Please take a seat." Mo Yankong stood up and nodded with a smile. Mo Yankong and Xi Er sat together. The seat opposite

　The setting is empty.

　"Excuse me, Master An Ning Dao, how do you know my name and how do you know I'm here?"

　"It's not that I know your name or how I knew you were here, but I must come and meet you. If I don't come here, I will probably be killed by your men in a few days." The leader said in a gentle voice, remaining calm when talking about the matter of life and death.

　"Oh?"

　Mo Yankong smiled in surprise. There was indeed such a plan. The deputy leader of An Ning Dao must be eliminated. This did not mean that Mo Yankong had to protect the leader of An Ning Dao from the night attack. Eliminating the leaders of An Ning Dao and throwing dirty water on the empire could also achieve the effect the revolutionary army wanted, and the war triggered was what Mo Yankong wanted to see.

　The leader of An Ning Taoism should really have the ability to predict the future.

　Meeting Mo Yankong's eyes, the leader was startled and sighed softly, "In the past, the future I dreamed of was only a vague image. But similar dreams with similar content have repeated dozens of times. This is the first time I've encountered a future that is completely related to you, Mr. K."

　“Dozens of times…”

　Mo Yankong chewed on this number, feeling both unexpected and expected. Besides Mo Yankong and Esdeath, someone else had noticed the shift in the timeline.

　"Yes, I have dreamed of dozens of different futures. Among all these futures, only by taking the initiative to contact you can I find a glimmer of hope." The leader of An Ning Taoism said frankly.

　Mo Yankong answered bluntly, "I do intend to get rid of you. The new country I plan to build does not need religion."

　Hill, who was holding the wine glass in both hands and sipping it, couldn't help but look at Mo Yankong when he heard this. Who would tell others so bluntly that they wanted to kill him?

　The leader of the An Ning Dao sect was thoughtful. "A new country, huh? I see. That's why I saw something like that. I've dreamt of dozens of different futures, and none of them had any place for the An Ning Dao. I'll go back and arrange everything, and everything will develop just as you envisioned."

　"That's really reassuring." Mo Yankong spread his hands and chuckled, his joking tone clearly showing his disbelief.

　The leader of the Anning Dao had a stern expression. "This isn't just for me, it's also for the Anning Dao and the residents of this city. They all hold onto hope, anticipating a better life. That's why I became the leader. It's not my own wish, but the people's. If this is what they want, then so be it. Mr. K has the power to change the world. Your actions will bring new hope to the people of the empire."

　Mo Yankong shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not that great yet."

　"Although my dreams can't extend into the distant past, I did see happy smiles on people's faces." The An Ning Daoist leader smiled softly, his gentle smile possessing a captivating charm. If it weren't for the naive Xier and Mo Yankong, they would probably be screaming by now.

　Mo Yankong didn't know whether the Taoist leader An Ning was pretending to be compassionate or not, but at least he could confirm that the Taoist leader An Ning did have the ability to predict the future, and it was very likely that he had seen dozens of different futures. Those futures were all residual images left by Esdeath's reincarnation.

　The most important thing is that the leader of An Ning Dao is a smart man. In this conversation, he gained the initiative for himself and An Ning Dao.

　After the tavern closed, Mo Yankong contacted his subordinate, Xiao Hei, through the Dead River, informing him that the plan to assassinate the leader was unnecessary. As for Deputy Leader Borik, the An Ning Dao leader had said he would make the arrangements.

　Under Mo Yankong's instructions, Ye Xi and the Four Rakshasa Ghosts had a pleasant vacation. There was no assassination, and there was no need to protect Deputy Leader Borrik. They just waited for time to pass.

　During this time, Xiao Hei visited the hotel where Ye Xi was staying several times. He had become somewhat familiar with Mo Yankong's followers, with the exception of Mayin, who was rude.

　As time goes by, it is the anniversary of the founding of An Ning Dao, which is the biggest festival for An Ning Dao believers.

　On that day, the body of the leader of An Ning Dao was found nailed to the holy statue of An Ning Dao. The founding day of An Ning Dao became the death anniversary of the founder of An Ning Dao, which directly aroused the anger of all the believers of An Ning Dao.

　"The Master is dead! How is that possible?! The Master is immortal! He can heal others' injuries! He can definitely heal himself too!"

　"It's over! Everything is over! The leader is dead! Is there still heaven in this world?"

　"Master, Master, Master, Master..."

　"Who is it? We must find the murderer!"

　"Can we really go to the Tranquil Paradise? The leader is dead. Is there still a paradise in this world?"

　-

　The believers became crazy, and all their hopes turned into despair with the death of their leader. The leader of An Ning Dao was the founder of An Ning Dao, and the believers were more like the leader's followers than the believers of An Ning Dao.

　Chaos, suspicion, fear, grief, the ideals that the leader once preached became pale. Just because of the death of one person, the city that was once full of vitality fell into chaos. At night, the ignited fire burned down several streets.

　Mo Yankong did not take action, nor did he let Xiao Hei take action, and Deputy Leader Borrik did not have time to take action either.

　Everything feels like the Last Supper, like Good Friday.

　Chapter 244: The Empire Collapses (Updated!)

　The next day, the believers of Jelock City discovered that the blood flowing from the leader's body seeped into the ground, bringing new vitality and growing green shoots, which they regarded as a miracle.

　The chaos stopped again, and the devout believers came

　Kneel before the holy image, weep bitterly, and kiss the young buds.

　Soon, several high-ranking An Ning Dao members, known as saints, announced that the cause of death of the An Ning Dao leader was homicide, killed by the country, the people, and the believers. His death will become a beacon of An Ning Dao to continue to guide the believers on the road ahead, which is called "dedication."

　Before Deputy Hierarch Perric could seize power in An Ning Dao, his identity and purpose were revealed at the same time, including drugging believers and using his power as deputy leader to carry out a series of corruption. He became the disciple Judas in the Last Supper. Of course, he did not commit suicide, but was sent to the stake and burned to death.

　Because of the guidance left by the leader of An Ning Dao, the believers seemed to have found hope. In order to save more people from suffering, and also for An Ning Dao and to help the country, on the day when the deputy leader Borik was burned to death, An Ning Dao announced an armed uprising.