After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 322 - 116: Beauty Bribery_2
And as he watched his daughter, furious and ashamed, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
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Fafnir City.
The City Lord’s residence.
Xi Mu dismounted from her horse and stroked the small mare’s neck before planning to go look for Fafnir, but just as she was about to enter, she unexpectedly saw a familiar figure. She was dressed in black latex and carried a black scythe, her cold and aloof face making her feel extremely unapproachable.
However, upon seeing Ahtal’s figure, she revealed a gentle smile.
"Lord Ahtal, long time no see," Sharon walked out from the City Lord’s residence, the sound of her high heels clinking against the stone pavement.
Coming up close to Ahtal, their faces were so near they could feel each other’s breath.
"Sharon, why are you here?" Xi Mu’s face showed surprise, and Sharon let out a slight laugh, turning to lead Ahtal into the City Lord’s residence, while casually explaining why she was at the City Lord’s residence.
After arriving in the Dragon Kingdom, she had specifically looked into Ahtal’s whereabouts and found that he couldn’t be located.
Therefore, she spoke with the City Lord of Fafnir City and learned that Ahtal might return to Fafnir City again, so she decided to temporarily stay in Fafnir City until she met with Ahtal as he returned.
Some time later.
"Lord Ahtal, you’ve arrived," Fafnir said respectfully as he came out to greet them, leading Ahtal and Sharon into the living room. Pointing at the table laden with rich dishes, he said with a smile,
"I suppose you must be hungry, how about we talk while eating?"
"You sure have prepared quite well," Xi Mu smiled, inviting Sharon to sit next to her, and had a sumptuous lunch with Fafnir.
Afterward.
"Ahtal, I came here to ask you something," Sharon said, expressing the purpose of her visit as her black pearl-like eyes reflected Ahtal’s face.
"About the crisis overlapping life and death."
"It was the Witch of Death’s collaboration with an unknown entity that caused it," Xi Mu began to relay information without waiting for Sharon to finish, "This time, the overlap of life and death is to force the Goddess of Death to descend, giving the Witch of Death a chance to unseal her true form."
Sharon fell silent for a moment and then spoke, "I had inferred that much about the intelligence myself, what I want to know is how to resolve this crisis."
"..." Xi Mu didn’t speak, instead looking down at the wineglass in her hand, took a sip silently, and countered with a question:
"Why do you think I would know how to resolve this crisis?"
"Because you have a high status in the Church of Death," Sharon replied, "You are the one most favored by the Witch of Death."
"The way to resolve it is very simple," Xi Mu answered, "Kill the Witch of Death, or let the Goddess of Death descend."
"What if we can’t do either?" Sharon asked, leading Xi Mu to fall silent for a moment as he took a wine jug from the table, poured himself another cup, and thought carefully:
"Find the person who is cooperating with the Witch of Death. Just killing that unknown individual can also solve the crisis of life and death overlapping."
Sharon dropped her eyelids and asked, "That unknown individual, who are they?"
"That I’m not sure of," Xi Mu laughed softly, lifted his wineglass, and gently clinked it against Sharon’s, "But I can help you."
Sharon looked puzzled.
"I can help you join the Church of Death, giving you the opportunity to face the Witch of Death directly," Xi Mu offered with a smile, "Whether you feign your allegiance or try to persuade the Witch of Death to abandon the life and death crisis, you can choose for yourself."
At this point, he laughed again. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"Of course, you also have the option to pledge complete allegiance to the Witch of Death."
"..." Fafnir, who had been listening, tugged at the corner of his mouth, not quite understanding Ahtal’s actions. Allowing a follower of the Goddess of Death to get close to the Witch of Death could give the Goddess of Death a chance to see the Witch through the follower.
That would reveal many important pieces of intelligence, which was far from wise.
"Is that possible?" Sharon asked, and shortly saw Ahtal nod slightly, before he warned her,
"Getting close to the Witch of Death might lead to death."
"...It’s okay," Sharon fell silent for a moment, her answer resolute. She couldn’t allow the crisis of overlapping life and death to go unchallenged, regardless of how slim the chances, she had to try.
"Then we shall depart," Xi Mu said as he rose from the table, inquiring of Fafnir, "Where is the Church of Death now?"
"The Country of Art," replied Fafnir without hesitation. As a high-ranking member of the Church of Death, he was very familiar with its movements. If it weren’t for the Church of Death not taking action against the Dragon Kingdom, he would now be considered a traitor to the kingdom, the first to surrender to the Dragon Kingdom.
"That certainly is a tricky country," Xi Mu remarked, and then he and Sharon left.
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The Country of Art.
No... more accurately, it’s a metropolis of multiple congregations known as the City of Art. The Country of Art doesn’t actually have a King; it only has a group of devotees with a pursuit of art.
Music.
Dance.
Poetry.
Composition.
Stories.
Desserts.
And so on, things considered art are all gathered in the Country of Art, creating an unprecedented atmosphere of art and culture.
The most magnificent opera house, delicious patisseries, beautiful statues everywhere, and many other features converge here.
It makes the Country of Art a renowned tourist city, indeed a top priority on many people’s travel lists.
"We’ve arrived,"
The sound of horse hooves came to a halt, and Xi Mu and Sharon dismounted. They were now standing in front of a vine-covered ancient castle, where several members of the Church of Death stood guard at the entrance.
