A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

However, once a suspicious person appears, the hidden fighting force will emerge.

It's like a giant spider web, quietly waiting for its prey, and once the prey falls into the web, there's no way to escape.

"Don't you think the lighting is too dim?" Bray asked, glancing around at the surrounding light sources with his right eye.

"Because it's all candlelight, it looks rather dim and yellowish," the shy young adventurer explained to Bray.

"If they were all magic lamps, it might be brighter."

"You actually gave him a proper explanation?" The previously aloof female mage curled her lip.

In her opinion, her two companions were really unreliable.

“…” Bray glanced at the young adventurer, then at the female mage.

In the end, Bray decided that the young adventurer was better, as he was young and had a good personality.

"Shh, someone's here." The female mage raised an eyebrow and whispered to Bray and the young adventurer.

Then she shut her mouth and silently chanted a spell.

Silent chanting is chanting spells in your mind, which is faster, but it also consumes more magic power.

However, it consumes far less energy than an instant cast.

When operating covertly, using the technique of silent chanting is clearly more cost-effective.

"That's enough." After a second or two, the female mage turned to Bray and the other young man and said.

"What just happened?" Neither Bray nor the young man were mages, so they had no idea what the female mage had done.

"I've taken care of a few people," the female mage said casually.

As Bray and his companions continued their descent, they finally understood what the female mage was talking about.

Several people dressed in mathematical robes were buried in the mud, like clay sculptures by the steps.

If it weren't for the clothes revealing the mud, you really wouldn't know these were actually people.

"Will you suffocate?" Bray tried to ask.

"Who knows? Let them decide." The female mage didn't offer a specific answer. It would be too tiring for adventurers to have to worry about this and that while doing quests.

After a long time as an adventurer, some people become numb to life and death, and this female mage is one of them.

"These murals are terrifying," the young adventurer remarked, touching the wall with his hand.

The young man didn't care about the lives of those buried by the female mage.

The only person present who seemed to have any feelings about this was Bray.

"You can feel the fervor just by looking at it."

It was clearly just a temporary base, yet they still painted so many murals there. I really don't know how to describe this faith, dedication, and fanaticism.

"Didn't you say before, elder sister, that the people in the Mathematical Society are practically insane?" the female mage said.

"When arresting those members of the Mathematical Society, there were quite a few casualties because they resisted desperately."

Of course, not everyone is a fanatic, otherwise it would be impossible to get information from them.

However, some people, whose faith was not so fervent, revealed information under duress.

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Along the way, whenever the female mage encountered a member of the Mathematical Society, she would bury him with her magic.

This is the most convenient method, it won't expose your group, and it's always effective.

However, this is largely thanks to the fact that so far we have only used staircases with turns.

However, a base cannot always consist of staircases with turns.

Not long after, they arrived at a large hall.

Bray and the others hid behind the wall and did not show themselves immediately.

There were many members of the Mathematical Society in the hall, and they were so densely packed that it was almost impossible to find a place to take advantage of them.

No matter how you try to get out, you'll be discovered immediately.

Bray and his men weren't thinking about whether they could defeat these people; they were thinking about how not to alert them.

No matter how high-level the three adventurers are, they can't withstand the pursuit of the entire base.

Not to mention, there are probably quite a few capable people stationed within the Mathematical Society.

We can't just think that only our side has high-end combat power.

"What should I do? My magic can't solve these problems silently." The female mage bit her finger.

It's impractical to bury people like before, because there are too many.

Burying it would definitely cause a lot of noise.

"Are you still thinking about burying other people?" Bray quipped, noticing the female mage's obsession with burying others.

"if not?"

"I'm not an assassin type, and I can't quietly take them all down." The young man, who had previously fought like an assassin, said with a regretful expression.

"Aren't you an assassin or something?" Bray was surprised.

"No, I am a swordsman, and what I have in my hand is a short sword." The young man showed off his weapon.

“…” Bray pondered for a moment.

"What should we do? We have to sneak past them." The young man was also a bit troubled.

“The purpose of our stealth is to move forward without being discovered, right?” Bray suddenly said.

"You have a way?" The female mage looked at Bray with some uncertainty.

Because Bray had been slacking off all along, the female mage had doubts about his abilities.

There was nothing she could do; she had never seen Bray make a move, so she couldn't believe it even if she wanted to.

"Yes, as long as they can contact their companions, before they escape—"

“If everything is resolved, then everything will be fine,” Bray said.

His infiltrations had always been like this, and every time he was very successful, so he considered himself a master of stealth.

"..." The female mage stared blankly at Bray, as if she were looking at an idiot.

“I think it’s feasible.” The young adventurer tapped his forehead, agreeing with Bray’s suggestion.

Are you guys serious?

“Of course I’m serious.” Bray nodded, finding the young adventurer increasingly appealing. Few could keep up with Bray’s thought process.

But Bray felt that this time he had found like-minded people.

This young man is promising and has a bright future.

"It really worked." The female mage stared in astonishment at the hall that had been completely emptied.

This time, because her large-scale spell would be very disruptive, she did not make a move.

Then, with Bray and another adventurer, they managed to take care of everyone in just a few breaths.

Before the guys from the Mathematical Society could even react, they were all dead.

It was quite noisy and had nothing to do with "quiet".

But it doesn't matter, those who saw it are already dead, so it doesn't matter if there's a lot of noise, as long as it doesn't disturb the outside.

"Does this count as infiltration?" the female mage asked with a fascinating expression.

“Of course it counts,” Bray said seriously.

A member of the Mathematical Council collapsed, his hand resting near a communication console.

“Alright, we can safely pass through this place now.” The young adventurer casually pushed the hand off the control panel and said.

Next, the young adventurer and Bray hit it off immediately and fully implemented the strategy of stealth... no, stealth, as they ventured deep into the Mathematical Society's base.

However, they kept exploring, but the base seemed to have no end, and no matter how long they walked, they couldn't find their target.

Bray and the other two's target was none other than the so-called Demon King.

Of course, everyone originally thought that there was only one Demon King who ruled the Mathematical Society.

However, after hearing what Bray said, Yun Ji set her sights on the multiple Demon Kings.

The Demon King refers to a brutal being who transcends the level of mortals.

In other words, they are mortals who have actually obtained power equivalent to that of the Bronze Age.

The latter point is naturally unknown to the world; the only point that the world understands is the former.

But what difference does it make whether you know or not?

It's just that those who know it seem rather ignorant to those who don't.

That's all there is to it.

"The lights have dimmed," the young adventurer said, frowning as he noticed the change in his surroundings.

"Yes, the number of candles has been decreasing since just now," the female mage said.

“...!?” Bray only really noticed this when the two of them brought it up.

As they went deeper, the number of candles replacing the magic lamps gradually decreased.

"Is there a purpose behind this?"

"No, I don't think so. Anyway, I didn't see any special meaning in it."

Indeed, no matter how you look at it, you don't understand why the lights need to be reduced.

Are there any monsters that can't stand the sunlight? Or are there things that die when exposed to light?

As the lights dimmed and the number of routes available dwindled, the group grew increasingly heavy-hearted.

I have a feeling that something is about to happen.

"We are being led astray." The female mage stopped in her tracks after realizing this.

"It's like..." The female mage's hesitant manner made the young adventurer quite uneasy.

Bray also stopped in his tracks, naturally not because he was frightened by the female mage's words.

He did it because he saw the people in front of him.

"It's like the prelude to a play, isn't it?"

"The purpose is to draw all attention to the most important things."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the remaining candlelight disappeared.

If you pay attention to your feet, you'll realize that the lights haven't disappeared.

They were all moved to a place without candlelight.

Marek stood with his hands behind his back at the front of Bray and the others, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Ahem, sorry, I'm not feeling well." After saying this, Marek coughed a few times.

His face was quite pale, as if he had suffered a very serious injury and had not yet fully recovered.

"When all the lights are turned off, the only light is turned on, and everyone's eyes are drawn to that light."

"That's the art of theater."

After coughing, Marek continued what he was saying.

"Originally, I waited until all the lights went out before I appeared."

"Unfortunately, you realized it too quickly."

"The dramatic effect is completely unattainable, so we can only take you to the final destination ahead of schedule," Marek said regretfully.

He seemed to be looking forward to the moment when the other person walked step by step into the darkness, and then the light would shine again in the darkness.

"You're the leader of the Mathematical Society?" The female mage looked at Marek warily.

"Yes? Or no?" Marek asked ambiguously.