Chat group, if you have anything to say to my Holy Sword,

Now that things have come to this, let's go to sleep.

......

Time began to flow.

A month later.

Kevin's basic training is almost over.

The Faded Ones have made considerable progress in their research on the magic of the stars.

Remianne was fine, except for being bothered by her two friends at the beginning. She had been working most of the time, but since her work holiday was coming up soon, she planned to visit her younger sister.

The new year has also begun in Jiuxiao, Penglai City.

2014 years.

During this month, Xiling found her a teacher, Ratan, who had a very fulfilling life every day.

Luo Tianyi just eats and drinks every day, but when Xiling went to the other's world once, she found that the other's world was not simple at all.

A certain witch, initially wary, gradually relaxed and eventually even ventured into the worlds of other group members to embark on an adventure.

Finally, there's Danheng, whose camera lady has joined the train, and the two embark on a pioneering journey.

However, things didn't go very smoothly.

As for the final Xiling.

All I can say is that he is living a very fulfilling life. For the brave man, sleep is an option rather than a necessity, as long as he is willing. So at this moment, he is infiltrating.

At least that's how he defines it.

A place similar to an adventurer's guild in another world

A branch of the Magic Society.

Behind the bar stood a sweet-smiling receptionist named Wei'er.

Vera glanced down at her watch. Almost at the same moment, the other members in the guild hall, who had been busy with their own tasks, all turned their gazes toward the door as if they had received a silent signal.

People silently began counting down: 3… 2… 1… 0!

As the countdown reached zero, a travel-worn figure walked in and complained, "I'm really impressed by your magic society! You dare to take on such a ridiculous request?! Are you deliberately messing with me?!"

Vera, who was behind the front desk, smiled brightly as if to say, "Oh dear, Mr. Xiling, how could you say that?"

Vera's voice was so sweet it could ooze honey. With a deft tap on the side of the bar, a semi-transparent magic panel popped up and floated in front of Xiling. "This is a special mission we've prepared especially for you to quickly advance your career! Look—" Vera's fingers gracefully traced the panel.

The panel displays Xiling's personal information, past mission records, and so on. But none of that is what Xiling needs to pay attention to.

After all, it was his own handwriting that filled it in.

The most crucial thing about it is the row of numbers in the top left corner: 364000.

Vera's smile grew even brighter: "A full 40,000 points! That's the highest level of bounty reward we can issue within our branch's authority! How about that, isn't it great value for money?"

Xiling stared at the string of numbers, then looked at Vera's face, which was full of "come praise me" written all over it: "Sigh... alright, alright, next time there's a 'special' mission like this, remember to tell me."

"Don't worry, I've got it covered!" Vera immediately patted her chest to assure him, smoothly putting away the panel and seamlessly switching back to front desk mode. "So, Mr. Xiling, would you like something now?"

Xiling sat down on the stool, staring at the girl with a death stare. "You have nothing here, okay? And you still want me to be your guinea pig, Vera?"

Vera immediately clasped her hands together and blinked her innocent big eyes: "How could that be! Mr. Xiling, I can improve too! The current formula has been rigorously improved!"

Ha ha.

Xiling glanced at the other people present.

The people who were caught in Xiling's gaze turned pale instantly, and in the blink of an eye, they ran out the door and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few wisps of disheveled dust behind.

The once lively hall suddenly became unusually empty and silent, with only Xiling and Wei'er remaining.

Xiling slowly withdrew her gaze and looked back at Vera, whose smile was slightly stiff behind the bar. However, Xiling's gaze seemed to say, "Look."

Vera tried her best to maintain a calm smile, but Xilin noticed that the other person's hand was clenched tightly.

Vera took a deep breath and put on a "kind" smile again: "Hmph, since that's the case, next time there's a high-point mission, I won't notify that picky 'friend'. You can just slowly and steadily do those basic commissions and enjoy the 'long' journey of paying off your debts."

A pained expression instantly appeared on Xiling's face. "No! Aren't we friends?"

"A 'friend'?" Vera's smile deepened, tinged with a hint of gritted teeth. She bent down and retrieved an exquisitely packaged multi-layered lunchbox from under the counter, slamming it down in front of Xiling and pushing it forward: "If you're a friend, then you'd better eat this! Every last bit! Not a single piece!"

It was an exquisite lunchbox, but Xiling looked at it as if she had seen some kind of monstrous beast. However, she knew she had to pay for the sins she had committed.

Xiling reached out and took the lunchbox, opened the lid, and it smelled quite good. But one should never be fooled by appearances; Xiling had already learned her lesson.

After putting a mouthful of food into her mouth and chewing it slightly, Xiling's expression began to contort.

"Next time, use less salt, and preferably less oil. Also, why did you add sugar?"

As Vera watched Xiling eat her food, she touched her nose a little guiltily: "Uh... I know, I know, next time... I'll pay attention to the proportions next time..." Her voice became noticeably softer.

Seeing that the hall was empty, Vera leaned closer to Xiling, lowered her voice, and said with a smile, "But seriously, 'Swordholder,' your efficiency is terrifying. It's only been a month! Over 30 points! At this rate, you might pay back the 50 points you owe the guild next month!"

Vera blinked curiously. "Speaking of which, what earth-shattering thing did you do to owe so much money?"

“It’s a long story”

What if you don't have information? Go find it, of course! From that thick book of modern world history, Xiling learned that the most densely packed and central place of information in the world is undoubtedly—

Magic Society!

The supreme leader of all forces, arguably the highest ruler besides the Overlord.

They maintain the order of this world.

Observe the world's trends.

It is a true super giant.

So Xiling wanted to come here to gather some information.

Although the hero's intuition told him that the world had not yet reached its final stage, at least Xiling had not yet felt that sense of urgency.

The closer the world gets to destruction, the stronger the hero's senses will become.

But the action still needs to be taken.

So he tried to obtain information about the magic society.

Then he got caught.

That's why I'm working to pay off my debts now.

Now, Xiling has another identity: the swordsman.

A legitimate member of a magical society.

He was officially recruited.

After taking the last bite of food, Xiling handed the lunchbox directly to Wei'er, which was now covered in dust.

The Hero's Magic is useful!

Vera smiled and accepted the food Xiling handed her. "Thank you for your hard work~"

"You still know how hard I work?" Xiling rolled her eyes.

"Hey, let me offer you another bottle of water, don't be angry," Vera said, handing Xiling a bottle of water.

Xiling took the water that was handed to her and was just about to unscrew the cap and take a sip when...

Ding

A message popped up in the group member panel of all chat groups.

The first mission has begun.

"The Last Glory of Uruk"

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I think I've tried a little harder!

Chapter 72 My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka. This round seems to be in the bag.

My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka, I am 17 years old, and I am a savior trying to save the world.

Sigh, that's what I say, but I'm really just an ordinary person.

I just went to donate blood, but somehow I ended up joining an organization called Chaldea.

As for why I joined, they said the salary was high, so I came!

Originally, it was nothing, but one day the organization exploded.

And so my journey began.

Singularity f—Eastwood

First Singularity—France.

The second singularity—the City of Seven Hills.

The Third Singularity—Okeanos.

The Fourth Singularity—London, the City of Demonic Mist.

The Fifth Singularity—The North American War.

The Sixth Singularity—Camelot of the Sacred Round Table.

And the singularity she is about to face—Mesopotamia, her destination.

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath; she had a feeling that this journey would be very different.

"Are you alright, senior?" Matthew asked with some concern.

Matthew thought that his senior might be nervous because of the upcoming seventh special point.

Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and shook her head. "It's nothing, Matthew. I just have this strange feeling."

Matthew tilted his head in confusion. "What does it feel like?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's face broke into a bright smile. "I have a feeling something good is going to happen today."

"I hope so," Roman said, walking over with a worried expression.

The Seventh Singularity is definitely not simple; it was an era when gods were still active.

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave Roman a thumbs-up. "Don't worry, doctor, everything will be alright."

"I always sense a strange confidence in you. Is there some secret?" Leonardo da Vinci chuckled from the other side.

"I don't know either, I just feel a strange sense of ease," Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a smile, shaking her head.

"Alright, having confidence is a good thing, but we still need to be cautious. Now, get ready and set off," Leonardo da Vinci earnestly instructed.

Roman also began adjusting the Chaldea instruments, and nodded solemnly to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Spiritual transformation begins.

......

The sky was a clear, deep blue, untouched by any industrial pollution, its purity breathtaking. A fierce wind swept through, carrying the freshness unique to ancient times, as if even the air itself was imbued with the magic of the divine age.

—If we ignore their current situation.

Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked, making sure she wasn't seeing things—she was in freefall!

"Waaaaah—?!" She instinctively waved her arms, trying to grab something, but there was nothing around her except air.

"Senpai! Hold on tight!" Mashu quickly adjusted her posture, trying to use her shield to create a cushion, but the next second—

"You son of a bitch, chat group, you dog, why are we in the sky?" Xiling shouted.