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"Um, miss, this gentleman said he wanted to come and check on your injuries..." the servant said helplessly, scratching his head.

"Who suddenly..." Tu Mo squinted, his gaze shifting to Wen Dao outside the door, "...Is it you?"

Before Wen Dao could reply, the door slammed shut.

Wen Dao gave an awkward smile. The other party showed no mercy and was going to shut him in, so there was nothing he could do but go back and accept his punishment later.

But isn't this a bit too hurtful? After all, he was your savior, and he just glanced at you and slammed the door shut without even saying hello.

Forget it...

Wen Dao hadn't really expected this guy to appreciate his kindness. In the end, he didn't have much affection for the guild itself; it was just a mutually beneficial arrangement.

After standing silently for a moment, Wen Dao staggered back to his room.

However, just a few minutes after he returned, the door suddenly opened again, and a short-haired girl, dressed neatly in her bathrobe, poked her head out. "Hey, where's that guy who was just at the door?!"

Unlike her previous bare face, the girl now had some light makeup on her delicate features.

"Huh?" The servant was somewhat taken aback when his young mistress suddenly appeared. "He went back to his room. Shall I go and call him for you?"

"Huh? No need." The girl pouted. "What do you mean, that guy?"

Then, the door was closed again.

Chapter 118 The Dungeon

Back in his room, Wen Dao looked at the crow that had jumped from the top of the cabinet onto his shoulder and said helplessly, “This… I’m sorry, sir, my status is still a bit too low. Miss Tu Mo is not willing to see me.”

Wen Dao's voice trembled slightly as he spoke; he was prepared to endure torture.

"Hmm? So heartless, your young lady." Crow tilted his head. "Alright then, you should heal your injuries first."

"Huh?" Wen Dao asked in surprise, "You're not...you're not going to torture me?"

"...Huh?" Hearing this strange question, the raven familiar controlled by Ella was stunned for a moment. "Why would I torture you?"

“So… because…” Wen Dao’s face flushed slightly, and he stammered, “You see, after all, I failed to complete your task…”

"That was due to unforeseen circumstances." The crow's eyes subtly revealed a hint of disdain. "You haven't developed some kind of bizarre fetish, have you?"

No way, that's not it!!

Wen Dao's lips twitched with anger, but he dared not say it outright because he felt the other party was an unreasonable demon.

So he could only swallow his anger and change the subject, "It's not what you think, so... how's the situation on your end now?"

"Why are you suddenly concerned about me?" The raven's originally gentle tone now carried a hint of wariness. "Hmm, mind your own business. I have no intention of taking in slaves."

Holy crap!!!

Wen Dao was on the verge of tears, and could only curse inwardly.

……

The other end.

Located in the dungeon beneath the Grizzly Guild mansion.

Ella, having pulled her attention away from the crow familiar, curled the corner of her mouth.

She wondered if she had done anything strange to Wen Dao, just used him as a tool to infiltrate the Grizzly Clan, so why did she feel that his mental state was starting to become a little abnormal?

Even now, Ella still has long black hair and wears a burgundy dress, maintaining the pitiful appearance of "Yu Xue".

The girl's slender arms and ankles were bound by shackles, and through the iron bars, she could see several other "cellmates" in the dungeon.

Those people were all wearing shackles, some hunched over against the wall, others curled up on the ground, motionless like hibernating insects.

If it weren't for the faint breathing sounds, Ella might have thought these people were already dead.

After being brought back to the Grizzly Guild last night, Ella was thrown into this place by the guild members who took over her care.

There's such a large dungeon beneath the guild's headquarters; I wonder if it was there when they originally rented it or if the Grizzly Guild built it themselves.

Today, Prince Raymond's schedule is to visit the Albert family, which Ella hopes Skadi will take over. So, conveniently, she doesn't have to accompany Prince Raymond today.

As for how to cancel the trip, Lilia can simply tell Raymond that she is feeling a little unwell.

Therefore, Ella has plenty of time today to scout out the Grizzly Guild.

She silently observed her surroundings. Her fellow inmates seemed somewhat distracted, so there was probably nothing more to investigate.

Besides the fellow inmates, several guards were sitting and playing cards in the corridor leading to the door.

However, judging from their appearance, they did not seem to be players, but rather local natives hired by the players.

Members of player guilds are not all players. For example, servants in mansions and guards in dungeons are often hired from ordinary natives.

Ella glanced at the guards not far away, thought for a moment, then hugged her knees, buried her face in her knees, and burst into tears.

"Waaaaah...Where...Where am I? Is there anyone who can save me...?"

"Woooooooo..."

The mournful cries echoed through the dungeon. After a long while, an impatient roar finally came from the corridor, "It's so noisy! Can't you be quiet?!"

"Waaah...waaah..." The crying was suppressed, but turned into intermittent sobs.

The sound was quieter, but it sounded even more irritating.

"Damn it, you bitch, are you ever going to stop?!"

The guards, who were playing cards, lost all interest upon hearing this sound, as if they had been doused with cold water.

But the crying didn't stop; in fact, it seemed to intensify.

One of the guards, who had lost the most money, simply picked up a wooden stick and an oil lamp, stood up from the card table, and said, "I don't think you'll learn your lesson until I teach you a lesson."

"Hey, isn't this unnecessary?" The head guard next to him pulled the other person aside and reassured him.

“Why not?” The guard with the stick pulled his arm back and walked toward Ella’s cell. “These annoying guys need to be taught a lesson.”

These hired guards were mostly mercenaries, and naturally they were all rather irritable and not very well-mannered.

"Hey, you brat, this isn't your pampered princess room. You don't think anyone'll listen to you yelling like that here, do you?"

"Still crying? You son of a bitch, you're still crying for me, huh?!"

Finally, the guard, unable to bear it any longer, opened the cell door and rushed in with a short stick.

The girl's cries and the man's roars mingled together. The guards at the intersection and the card table heard the commotion, but remained unmoved in their chairs.

As mercenaries, they were used to this kind of thing. Besides, they were hired and didn't know each other very well. Their simple dissuasion was already more than enough.

It's just a pity for that girl, having encountered such an unfriendly guard.

Of course, that's just what they think.

In reality, the moment the guard with the stick approached Ella after the door opened, Ella used Renata's net to drag him into the illusion, where he was beaten up by thin air.

Ella took the opportunity to touch one of the guy's keys.

The Myriad Rings' Deceptive Magic can transform an object into another object that you have previously touched.

Although the quality cannot be changed, for a key, having a shape is enough.

After doing all that, Ella let a rat crawl into the guy's mouth.

The guard, still lost in his reverie, was suddenly gagged by a rat. He was astonished but unable to utter a sound.

He clutched his throat, watching the petite girl's figure slowly approach with a smile, and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Next came a simple brainwashing session, where the person was presented as an evil god.

A few minutes later.

Those outside only heard that the girl's cries had ceased and the prison had returned to silence.

The guard with the short stick came out of the corridor and returned to the card table, cursing. "Speaking of which, that woman has pretty delicate skin. Could she be some kind of noblewoman?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right?"

"It's hard to say, I think we should ask the boss." The hot-tempered guard seemed to have calmed down now, and was a little scared. "I think I was a bit too heavy-handed just now."

"If you knew this would happen, why did you go and mess with other people?"

"Can you get in touch with the boss? Can you ask? Damn, what if he's a nobleman? That would be a huge problem."

"Sigh, alright then, I'll go ask the boss." The guard captain pursed his lips and stood up.

He didn't want to get into big trouble because of this, but he didn't notice that the irritable guard smiled when he saw him get up.

Chapter 119 The Plan to Slaughter

It's rare to have such a clear morning in Vallond after autumn has arrived.

Tu Chou, the guild leader of the Grizzly Guild, had just returned to his guild's headquarters.

As the imperial election has progressed to this point, all parties involved are working diligently.

Having connected with the Fourth Prince's faction, Tu Chou, as one of the six major guild representatives of the player alliance, now frequently travels between various noble forces.

Based on his current understanding of the situation, the support rate for the Fourth Prince among the nobles has almost completely overwhelmed that for the First Princess, with only the Grand Duke of the North and the Royal Knights yet to make a clear statement.

They were all members of the Albert family's influence, and as leaders of the Conservative Party, it was perfectly normal for their political views to clash with Prince Raymond's.

On the contrary, the eldest princess has not been able to win over the Albert family's votes under these circumstances, so it can be said that the outcome is basically decided.

The guilds in the player alliance have now been divided into several factions due to the royal selection. Originally, they all followed the eldest prince, Evans, but the situation has become complicated after his downfall.

The Red Lions and the Spade Brigade seized the opportunity to collude with the forces behind the First Prince, while the Sword and Rose seemed to be under the protection of the Albert family because of the First Prince's connections. The Mist White Society and the Black Mountain Hermitage, on the other hand, were like two headless flies, still searching for a backer everywhere.

They're all idiots. I'm the smart one who found out who's behind the Fourth Prince early on.

Tu Chou thought to himself that perhaps he could start planning ahead on how to gradually devour other guilds after the Fourth Prince ascended the throne.

After all, according to that person's decree, it was precisely because they had the ability to unify the imperial city that they were chosen.

Everything was going smoothly until that damned Dong Muge, who, fearing he would threaten her position, deliberately chose that inexplicable Yu Xue as the divine messenger…

Yes, Yu Tong, the president of Akishima Wild Fox, is not the divine messenger. In fact, his sister Yu Xue is the divine messenger appointed by Dong Muge.

Dong Muge deliberately concealed this fact when selecting people, probably to set a trap for Tu Chou.

But Tu Chou was no fool. Qiu Shi Ye Hu's vice president, Weng Xiao, was one of his men, and what Yu Tong wanted to hide couldn't be kept from him at all.

As for the drinking party where Yu Tong leaked the information, it was naturally designed by Tu Chou, an excuse for him to take action against Chairman Akishima Noko.

The assassination plot against the eldest princess did indeed happen, but now that the fourth prince has such a high chance of winning, there's really no need to carry it out.

So last night, for Akishima no Fox, the Grizzly Bear Guild's executor came ostensibly to hold Yu Tong accountable for leaking information at the drinking party, but in reality, it was to seize the Sprout of Life, which caught Yu Tong off guard.

After all, if they openly and forcefully take it, it would trigger a guild war, since Akishima no Fox is just an affiliated guild member and not a truly obedient subordinate.

Thinking of this, a fierce glint appeared in Tu Chou's eyes.

Of course, now that he has schemed so much, he has finally obtained the Sprout of Life.

The life messenger of Valond can only be him.

……

"Boss! Something terrible has happened..."

Just as Tu Chou was pondering, a soft exclamation interrupted his thoughts.

He frowned and looked at his deputy beside him, his tone unfriendly, "What is it?"

The deputy trembled at Tu Chou's glare and stammered, "In...in the dungeon, the girl they brought back last night...it seems she's almost been beaten to death by the guards..."

"What!? Didn't I tell you to just tell them to keep an eye on the people??" Upon hearing this, Tu Chou's blood pressure immediately spiked.

Although he wanted to seize the Sprout of Life, Yu Xue was, after all, the divine messenger chosen by Dong Muge "in accordance with his will." If she died, he would have a hard time explaining it to that person.

He specifically asked Wen Dao to take Yu Xue back to the dungeon to avoid any unforeseen complications.

Because Tu Chou knew that Dong Muge was not a kind person, if he had figured out that Dong Muge wanted to seize the Sprout of Life and then sabotage Yu Xue and frame him in front of that person, he would really be unable to clear his name.

Thinking of this, Tu Chou hurriedly led his men to the dungeon.

A few crows had been perched at the entrance of the dungeon, staring at him. He didn't pay much attention to them, chased away the black-haired beasts without hesitation, and rushed into the dungeon.

As soon as he entered the dark corridor, a cacophony of voices and screams reached his ears.