When the first werewolf shattered the oak wine barrel, the purplish-red wine turned into burning green flames under the moonlight.
Its rotting fur, drenched in wine, blazed fiercely, yet it still used its bone-exposed claws to violently tear open the stable's defensive runes.
William, the Vice Captain of the Holy Knights, threw his morning star hammer, which arced through the air…
The moonstone embedded in the hammerhead pulled out a cold flame in the night sky, pulverizing the werewolf's tattooed left shoulder along with the brick wall behind it.
The friction of cast iron crossbows being loaded echoed from the watchtower, and three silver arrows, carved with thorn patterns, pierced through the mist.
“Boom—Boom—Boom—!”
The arrow-struck werewolf tumbled among the grapevines, and the soil stirred by its sharp claws churned out holy salt transformed by blessings;
The moment those crystals touched the monster's blood, they erupted with blue-white electric arcs, turning the entire grapevines into a lightning cage.
From the direction of the cellar, there was a sudden loud bang of a bursting barrel…
Five Holy Knights, clad in penitent's sackcloth, emerged from the shadows;
In their hands, iron hooks at the end of ropes held burning wooden sluice pots filled with holy oil;
The burning pots smashed into the werewolf's chest, and amber flames flowed down the monster's fur, casting the werewolves attempting to climb over the wall into charred black stakes.
Seeing this, Mil was completely dumbfounded…
He knew his brothers were well-prepared, but he really didn't know they were *that* well-prepared!
He had underreported the number of werewolves by one-third!
And when Mil finally arrived at the place of detention, he also felt despair…
There were still more than ten Holy Knights here, idly playing cards with the Royal Knights.
How was he supposed to make a move now?
Mil, in a fit of anger, shouted:
“You guys! I caught you slacking off! It’s a battle out there, aren't you going to help?”
However, the Holy Knights simply rolled their eyes at Mil:
“Those outside fighting for Achievements are all people who have ‘taken care of’ Holy Maiden Alice!”
As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, his eyes revealing a sense of powerlessness regarding money…
The bribes demanded were even higher than the bounty, and those who paid were mostly noble scions seeking to gild their reputations.
But even so, these noble scions still flocked to it…
Originally, it was just a small-scale operation, ostensibly involving four Holy Knights, but in reality, it had nearly doubled in size due to money!
All the extra people were hidden in the ambushing Second Legion.
Alright, alright, Alice… you really outdid yourself!
Mil's teeth ground together with a grinding sound…
This battle did not last more than 20 minutes.
After the battle, the manor was in a mess.
When people entered the Baron’s VIP room, Diana had just woken up not long ago…
She knelt beside the fake Otto's corpse with a blank stare, her entire spirit on the verge of collapse.
Mil, beside her, breathed a sigh of relief; this plan had not completely failed.
…
After the incident, the team returned to the Holy City along the original route, and all clues left at the scene pointed to Diana…
Of course, not all clues were real.
Diana, on the other hand, was placed under house arrest and sent back to the Royal Capital first.
Several days later, atop the Wizard Tower in the Black Forest, Black Mage Ibon's tightly furrowed brows could trap a fly:
“Did Mil not interfere with the judgment of Princess Diana?”
“No.”
The Third Prince pulled at the fat on his face and shook his head. Ibon was completely bewildered:
“Hiss… Then what is Mil thinking? Is this also the Demon God's Child's intention?”
“I don’t care about that! Now the corpse has returned to the Royal Capital with Diana, what if it's discovered?”
“It's fine, as long as Otto is still alive, the alchemical doll's corpse won't show any flaws.”
“That's good then. Otto has been locked up by me, so there shouldn't be any problems for now.”
“Although part of the plan failed, it didn't affect us dragging Diana into this. Let's leave it at that for now…”
After speaking, Ibon sighed deeply, vaguely feeling that he might truly be unable to contend with this Demon God's Child…
…
A week after the incident, Mil returned to his room after dinner and received news from the Royal Capital.
As he expected, many nobles wished for Diana's death; as soon as she got into trouble this time, everyone would kick her while she was down;
Although the Emperor tried his best to protect her, those nobles also began to make a fuss.
Perhaps, the future development would soon head towards an 'if' scenario.
And now, Mil's top priority was to quickly find a way to obtain the “Blade of Blasphemy” used to summon Death Knights.
Perhaps heaven helps those who help themselves; just after he finished reading the letter from the Royal Capital, the succubus book also sent a message:
“My Lord, we have found some clues regarding the ‘Blade of Blasphemy’ you mentioned before…”
“Speak.”
“The magic that can seal souls within corpses, turning them into half-dead monsters, originated from the Undead Golem. The current Undead Golem Lord is named Jack…”
“Are you telling me this to annoy me?”
Hearing that name, Mil gasped. He had just imprisoned that guy in the abyss on his way to Mian Ruo Village.
“Apologies, My Lord… But we found his apprentice, Smith.”
“Oh? Can he perform such magic?”
Mil sat up straight, his eyes gleaming with new hope. But the Succubus Daughter, Miley's tone, was slightly regretful:
“He hasn't learned it yet…”
“Then isn't that equal to zero? You called me just to tell me this?”
“But we learned from him the origin of this item—the dwarves and elves together forged two ‘kiss of rebirth’. One of them fell into the hands of the Demon God's Child at that time, and after being corrupted by him, it became the ‘Blade of Blasphemy’.”
Upon hearing this news, Mil had already curved his lips into a smile. Alice had just obtained the ‘kiss of rebirth’ a while ago!
As long as he secretly stole the item…
“Hahaha! So that's how it is. I can find a way to get the ‘kiss of rebirth’. Quickly tell me, how do I corrupt it?”
“My Lord, you need to use your great power—the ultimate power of chaos!”
Mil was silent for a long time, then responded:
“Oh! So that's it! That's simple… Go get me the chaos holy stone.”
“My Lord, with my strength… I cannot do it.”
“What are you still babbling about? Do you believe I won't throw you into the abyss and lock you up too!”
“Please calm your anger, My Lord… But that ‘Blade of Blasphemy’ from back then has been missing since the Holy War a thousand years ago.”
“Forget it, you try to find it again…”
With that, Mil closed the book, rubbing his temples tiredly.
At that moment, a knock came from the door, and Alice's voice drifted in from outside:
“Brother Mil! The merchant guild sent an invitation, saying they have a dagger at their auction that is somewhat similar to the ‘kiss of rebirth’…”
Mil suddenly stood up.
