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Chapter 21. That’s Cheap.
“I understand Burwell. He’s a very capable human,” said Evelyn faintly. “I’ve planted two spies, but they were both discovered by him.”
Burwell was the Consul of Astan City.
The town belonged to the United Holy Kingdom, which was jointly managed by the human kingdom and the judgment church. The Consul was the agent appointed by the human kingdom and one of the two decision-makers of Astan City, holding the administrative power.
You might not believe it when the other person in charge said it...
It was the Priestess of Astan City, Miss Mia.
Yes, this 18-year-old girl.
However, with her intelligence, it was already difficult to solve an equation, so how could she manage the town?
Therefore, it was said that Burwell’s word did not go against Astan City, and Miya was completely a cute mascot.
“Do you think Burwell will be fooled by your lies?” The Dark Elf asked.
Char snorted and shook his head. “There’s no flaw in the lie itself. After all, no one has verified it... But Burwell knows Mia’s intelligence better than anyone else. How could she come up with such logic...”
“Then why did you let her...”
“Don’t worry, Burwell will pretend he didn’t notice and then take a large sum of money. I asked Mia to take away the ancient and medieval magical equipment you stored to shut him up. Burwell was afraid of being poor when he was young, so even if he managed to get to the position of Consul, the most difficult thing to resist was women and gold coins, so...”
Char rubbed his head.
“Congratulations, you’re free now, Miss Evelyn who has turned over a new leaf.”
“Free my ass... Do you think I won’t tear up the contract and kill you right now? Didn’t you call yourself God’s Chosen One? The Chosen Ones are immortal!”
“But you won’t do that!”
Char replied, but Evelyn only grunted in response.
“Hmph, where’s the ‘answer’ we agreed on? You liar!”
“It’s with Mia...”
“What!”
Evelyn’s voice was raised by an octave.
“You mean the Priestess with huge boobs?”
“Hey, hey, hey...”
“Don’t interrupt!”
“Alright, yes, the answer lies with Mia.”
Char threw up his hands. “Are you angry? If you’re angry, then continue with the quest with me. I’ll spoil it for you. The Priestess will be in great trouble next, and she might not have the chance to give you an answer...”
Evelyn was so angry that her chest was shaking.
“Why should I believe you?”
“You know the 87th Saint, Fredrick, right? ”
“Yeah!”
Before Zin’rokh appeared in the real world, she had been collecting information in secret, especially information about the Church of Judgment, the nemesis of the monsters.
The Supreme Leader of the Church, the Archbishop, was comparable to the Pope of the Middle Ages.
Fredrick, the 87th Saint, was the current Archbishop.
When the United Holy Kingdom held meetings, the Archbishop was at the head of the round table. All the kings had to kiss his ring before they could take their seats. The closer they were to him, the more respected their status was.
Char had tried it before, and as a player, the highest position he could get was the first position on the right side of the Archbishop. When he cast [Stealth Detection on Fredrick, even a God would not be able to detect as long as the latter’s senses were not twice as good as his. However, the Archbishop had killed him instantly with [Holy Judgment]!
It was only later that Char brought along Tyrfing, which had a special attack against divinity but was ineffective against mortals, to kill this guy. At that time, he realized that this guy had gone beyond the scope of a human.
All of this was related to Mia.
“He is Mia’s teacher, but at the same time, he’s also the human closest to ‘God’.”
“But what does that have to do with the answer I want?”
“Don’t rush, listen to me slowly. Do you know why Mia is so strong at such a young age? Because the Archbishop sacrificed a large number of heretics for her in exchange for the favor of the Holy Spirit... In other words, the Archbishop opened a back door and took her to a farming spot that no one could interfere with, letting her farm monsters alone.”
Evelyn barely understood the meaning of farming monsters. She said thoughtfully, “You mean... This place is Andaheim?”
“Correct. The Night Lord’s believers are all heretics,” Char said. “Do you know how cowardly Svartalfheim is? After Zin’rokh appeared, the Night Lord immediately closed the passage between Andaheim and the surface. Only people at the level of the Archbishop can open the teleportation door, send people in, and then catch people out... Only Mia knows where this door is.”
“You don’t know where is it?” Evelyn frowned.
She swore that if Char said he did not know, she would teach him a lesson!
“Of course, I know, but I don’t have the key!”
“Where’s the key?”
“On her neck.”
Evelyn recalled the cross-shaped pendant on Mia’s neck.
She briefly estimated the success rate of stealing it herself and gave up after a second.
What was the point of stealing?
The Dark Elf was angry and glared at Char.
She was not satisfied with this answer.
She was sure that he was hiding from her.
He must have known everything about Lucius, but he had to use this method to keep her in suspense.
“If you really want me, I can give it to you now, as long as you give me the answer.”
“And then we’ll go our separate ways? No, no, no, I don’t want them now...”
Char chuckled. She grabbed the Dark Elf’s hand and kissed the back of her hand.
Evelyn retracted her hand in disgust and wiped it on her body.
“But have you ever thought...”
Evelyn sighed. “I really don’t understand what you’re thinking...”
“Didn’t I tell you I’m just craving your body?”
The two of them agreed to meet somewhere outside the village, and Char returned to the village alone.
In order to prevent the Dark Elf from being squashed to death by the boars, Char had also leveled her up by 5 levels, allowing her to regain her power.
A character with level 5 Thief, level 5 Cursemancer, and level 5 Drow Swordswoman was very strong. The Dark Elf’s rich combat experience allowed her to kill monsters that were at least 20 levels higher, but she had no experience at all.
As Char had half elf’s blood in him, he could learn the [Dark Moon Slash] from Evelyn.
This was a mirror skill of [Power Slash] in the Drow Swordswoman’s skill list, but with some minor adjustments.
The basic skills of the Swordsman Class had different forms of manifestation in each branch. The Human Swordsman’s [Power Slash], the Barbarian Swordsman’s [Burning Blood Slash], the Light Elf’s [Burning Flame Slash], and so on. The [Power Slash] was used as a template. The data was basically the same, but they each had their own characteristics.
After learning [Dark Moon Slash], he naturally changed his class to a Drow Swordsman.
Char had already planned out his future. This time, due to the players’ existence, the original triple experience buff had disappeared, and the entire game had been dragged on for a long time. However, his thinking had not been slowed down by much, so he decided to try out a new way of playing the game to see if he could break through the limit of seven classes at once.
According to the rules of punishment, the experience required for the eighth profession was already nine times that of the previous two professions... Only a madman like him would do this.
However, he was a human, so he had to give himself some challenges.
After returning to the village, Char found that the number of players in the village was increasing. After the initial panic, the NPCs had also adapted to the group of heroes who had descended from the sky.
During this period, there were several incidents. Several players barged into Todd’s house without warning and kicked all the jars he used to store his sausages into pieces. They even complained about how there was no money in them... freew(e)bnovel.(c)om
Char did not see any familiar faces and was worried that someone would recognize him, so he bought a cloak and went to the village chief’s house.
The village chief recognized him through his hood.
“Ah, it’s you, Char. I still remember you. You have made an outstanding contribution to the peace of the village!”
He finished reading the line with cadence, feeling an indescribable sense of dissonance.
However, the rewards were distributed as usual.
[You’ve completed the quest ‘The Secret of The Rotten Forest’. You’ve received 1200 experiences, 1 silver coin, and your reputation in the novice village has increased!]
[You’ve completed the quest ‘The Death of The Veterans’. You’ve received 1500 experiences, 1 silver, and 50 coppers. You’re at...]
[You’ve completed the quest ‘Witch’s Trail’. You’ve received 1750 experiences, 1 silver, and 75 coppers. You’re at...]
[You’ve completed the mission ‘Purifying the Rotten Forest’. You’ve received 2400 experience...]
[You have completed the quest ‘Underground Cave’...]
[You have completed the mission ‘Source of Monsters’...]
These missions did not have clear instructions, so it was not clear when they would start and end.
He had purified the Rotten Forest in one go and obtained the magic bead, which meant that he had completed a series of missions.
They should have been completed step by step, but he had messed up the order and wiped them out all at once.
All kinds of rewards that were worth not much were given out, and they actually added up to nearly 30 silver!
In a situation where most players only had copper coins in their pockets, he was already considered to have a huge amount of money on his back.
However, this was not the main part. The main part was the experience he gained!
A large amount of experience accumulated in the pool, and he began to level up crazily!
His body was covered in a thick golden light, and when the light faded, Char was now level 14.
With this level and reputation, the village chief changed his previous calmness and solemnly pulled his hand.
“Char, let’s have a talk...”
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