My Fusion System

by Stayrr

Traversing into a Fantasy World, Watson became the youngest son of a run-down baron, ranked eight in the family. His mother was confined to her bed by sickness, his father was drinking all day, his brothers and sisters were not doing proper jobs, and even the family’s position of baron was on the verge of being stripped away. As the family’s decline loomed closer, Watson acquired t

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Chapter 91: Declaration of Allegiance

"Where are the weapons in the carriage? And this is a gold-tier weapon. It should be a gold-tier weapon, right?"

The guards of the caravan cried out in surprise. That was the first time they had seen such a method. Well, to be more precise, it was the first time they had heard of it.

A gold-tier forger would have to spend dozens of days to forge a gold-tier weapon. However, Watson only waved his hand and said that it was a forging technique. They did not believe it at all. It was even more convincing to say that it was magic.

"Allen, this weapon is now yours, along with the thousands of gold coins in the carriage."

Watson waved his hand. Allen, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately walked to the side of the carriage. He picked up the glove and wore it. In an instant, the glove had locked onto his skin.

As Allen looked at the glove on his right hand, he realized that he could not put it down, especially when the glove had changed from a gorgeous gold-red color to an inconspicuous dark gold color. It even moved according to his will. He liked it even more when he realized that its pattern had been hidden from sight. He praised his young master's generosity repeatedly, though he was not excited about the gold coins.

"Everyone, stop the training for a moment. Listen up; I am a person who can differentiate between rewards and punishments. Allen has made a great contribution, so he deserves such a reward! You should also learn from him and work hard to improve your strength."

Watson's words were directed at the guards on the training field.

"Yes, Young Master Watson."

The Blackmoon Knights on the training field put their weapons down and stepped forward in unison; their shouts could almost shake the sky.

They looked at Allen with envy. They might not appreciate silver-tier equipment, but gold-tier equipment was different. It was equivalent to dozens of silver-tier equipment. If they had gold-tier equipment and they had to face a silver-tier warrior, their enemy might not be able to break through their defenses in a year.

"Allen, are you satisfied with my reward?"

Watson turned around and asked; he was satisfied with everyone's enthusiasm.

"Yes, I'm very satisfied…"

Allen was about to say that he was extremely satisfied. However, when he thought about the guards that Zeke and Zenoah had brought with them, he wanted to protect his honor as the captain of Blackmoon Castle guards. He coughed and said, "Young Master Watson, I'm very satisfied! I swear that I will continue to work hard and not let you down."

Watson grunted and deliberately looked behind Zeke and Zeke. Then he said, "Third Brother, Fourth Brother, these people are…"

"They are the guards we recruited in Monte Town. Some of them are bronze-tier warriors, especially Lucas, who is reaching the silver tier soon! We wanted to get them out of Monterey town and come to Blackmoon Castle to serve as guards. Well, it seems like the Blackmoon Knights are strong enough now, so maybe we don't need them anymore."

Zeke saw through Watson's hint and said, "Why don't I give them some money and let them leave the castle?"

"Yes, it doesn't look like we'll need them. Right now, there are 50 Blackmoon Knights in the castle, and the weakest one is ranked silver-tier. If they are only at bronze tier, then they won't be of much help to us."

Watson looked troubled.

Two months ago, they had only two silver-tier guards in Blackmoon Castle—Allen and Liszt. However, most of the guards had advanced to silver-tier, and Allen had almost broken through that. They could defeat everyone at the border, except for the border count. Plus, the mages at the castle had also reached the silver tier; they had managed to do that with Watson's help.

Even Nindy had mastered two silver-tier spells—the water-elemental warrior summon and the mine cannonball.

Apart from their hard work, they had also been eating Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs daily and received training techniques from Nightingale.

The guards in the castle did not need any silver-tier equipment. Instead, they desired gold-tier equipment so that they could use it when they broke through to that level one day.

As for the people that Zeke had brought with him, Watson had told them the truth. He kept some of the information to himself. The standard of his Blackmoon Knights had hit the maximum level. It would not be easy for the guards to advance to gold-tier in a short amount of time. Therefore, he cared about quality.

He did not intend to say those words out loud. He should have maintained the dignity of a leader in front of his subordinates. He had to show that he did not care about those people and make them nervous to earn their loyalty.

Sure enough, Lucas and the caravan guards were nervous when they heard what Watson had said. If they had not seen Blackmoon Castle's strength and Watson's godly skill of fusing gold-tier weapons, they might have left in a fit of anger.

However…

They wanted to be stronger and to have the standard to say that silver-tier equipment was trash. They wanted to be like Allen, who single-handedly wiped out an entire bandit gang, and they wanted to hold their head high in front of their companions.

"Young Master Watson, even though our strength is quite average currently, we can train very hard. I may only be a bronze-tier warrior now, but I am confident that I can keep up with everyone's pace in Blackmoon Castle." Lucas paused for a moment. He did not ask Watson to let him stay. However, the other guards nodded and said the same thing.

"Captain Lucas is right. We'll work hard; hard work is the best talent."

"Give us a few years, and we can become stronger! If we can't, we can do chores that don't require much strength. After all, we can't go back to Monte Town anymore."

Zeke thought that it was enough. He said, "Watson, these people have protected us. If it weren't for them, we might not even be alive to meet with Allen."

Zenoah also said, "Yes, Watson. Why don't we keep them?"

"Alright. For the sake of my two brothers, I will accept you—reluctantly."

Watson gestured toward the guards in front of him. "From now on, you are members of Blackmoon Castle. I will have the maidservants draw up a contract for you later. You must follow our orders strictly and learn from your seniors. If you don't perform well, then I will still kick you out. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Young Master Watson, we understand."

Lucas and the others looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes. The clever ones took the opportunity to kneel on one knee toward Watson to declare their loyalty.

..

An hour had passed since they accepted Lucas and the other guards. Watson handed the distribution of the standard equipment and the other matters to Alan. Then, he brought his two brothers to the bathroom in the castle.

The reconstructed bathroom was even more spacious than before. The pool had warm vapor that rose out of it as Watson and his two brothers laid on the jade platform. They were shirtless as they enjoyed the massages that a maid in a towel had given them.

Watson saw his brothers' reaction; he knew that they were aroused.

"Well, I guess there is a benefit to being young. At least I won't have to deal with any arousal for now, and I won't make a fool out of myself like this," Watson muttered to himself. Then, he said softly, "Third Brother, Fourth Brother, you guys haven't had a pleasant time in Monte Town these past two months, right? Did the people from the Mage Guild make things difficult for you?"

"I don't even want to talk about that. If it weren't for Lord Carter from the Good Luck Caravan and Lord Reynolds from the Wind Journey Caravan, we might have already been captured by those people from the Mage Guild! We haven't had the opportunity to touch any women for the past few days; we've been hiding here and there." Zeke glanced at the cute maid behind him as he recounted what had happened in Monte Town.

Zeke said, "There's actually nothing to say about that. Watson, tell us about the changes in Blackmoon Castle over the past two months. How did you manage to develop this place so quickly?"

Faced with the burning and curious gazes of his two older brothers, Watson smiled and cleared his throat. "This matter started two months ago."

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Chapter 92: Wealth That Could Rival A City

Two months ago, Watson had defeated more than ten manors. When the other manors nearby heard the news, they sent people to deliver generous gifts to Blackmoon Castle.

There were hundreds of manors of all sizes at the border, and Watson had only eliminated more than ten that had infuriated him. What about next time?

After they learned about Blackmoon Castle's strength, the surrounding manors fell into a panic; they feared they would become the next cornerstone of Blackmoon Castle's expansion.

More than 50 manor owners had sent gifts, and they were all very generous as the gifts included weapons, ores, and magical beasts. In addition to the resources that Watson had originally obtained after the battle—12,000 iron-tier magical beasts, 1,000 bronze-tier magical beasts, 1,000 sets of iron-tier armor and longswords, 100 sets of bronze-tier defensive weapons, more than 100 pieces of jewelry, and a total of 20-,000 gold coins.

It was an unimaginable amount of wealth.

According to the fusion system, ten ordinary iron-tier monsters could fuse to form a common bronze-tier monster, while two elite monsters could fuse to form one. Fortunately, the quality of the monsters was not bad.

After he fused the monsters, Watson had already obtained 5,000 silver-tier two-winged ligers, of which 4,000 were fused with the Golden Flash to transform it from a six-winged golden chimera to a twelve-winged golden chimera; its strength had reached the peak of gold tier.

After all, the more he fused magical beasts of the same type, the more difficult it was to improve them. Watson expected to fuse another 5,000 beasts with the Golden Flash before it could break through to platinum-tier. There was no need to rush that matter.

After he solved the problem with the magical beasts, Watson began to fuse his weapons. Just like magical beasts, there were also differences in the quality of weapons.

Silver-tier weapons could easily improve those with poor quality, and there were 300 sets of silver-tier equipment in the castle. In addition, there were 50 pieces of high-quality equipment, all of which had been upgraded from bronze to silver-tier armor. Fifty Blackmoon Knights were equipped with one piece of equipment each, while the rest of the regular silver-tier equipment was used for training. It did not matter even if they were damaged.

Watson only needed to consume a certain amount of ores to deal with the damaged silver-tier equipment. After he fused them, he would be able to restore them to their original state. He was prepared to wait until the winter to sell those ordinary silver-tier pieces of equipment; he would sell them to the nearby manors for 50 gold coins each.

Typically, a bronze-tier weapon could be sold for ten gold coins, and a silver-tier weapon could be sold for ten times that, so 50 gold coins was a meager price. Blackmoon Castle had already developed to a particular scale, so it would not be reasonable to expand it so rashly before it was stable. It would be better to build a good relationship with the nearby manors and form a business alliance.

He had already promised more than 50 manors that Blackmoon Town would officially open after the winter season. At that time, each manor would be able to buy their own land and build their own shops to improve the town jointly.

"Watson, Zenoah and I have always been proud of our business acumen. But, now, it seems that the smartest person in our family is you! Using force to intimidate others into becoming your allies and offering them good choices on time—only you can think of such a method."

Zeke enjoyed the massage from the maid; his eyes narrowed comfortably. He could not help but sigh when he heard that.

"I didn't force them. After all, the other manors are also profiting from this. They can buy many things in Blackmoon Castle! For example, the silver longswords that we produced. Even if they are inferior, they can earn 50 gold coins by selling them for 100 gold coins. In the entire border, I haven't heard of anyone who can mass produce silver weapons," Watson explained with a smile.

It was because of the fusion system's advantages that he could buy low and sell high. He could sell things that others did not have but wanted; it was a way to curry favor with them.

Blackmoon Castle was able to build a magnificent wall that covered tens of kilometers in two months. It could not be done without help from the various large manors; only a few of them knew of Blackmoon Castle's strength. He believed that after the news spread out, the entire border would be under his control, and it would only take a few years to realize Watson's expectations.

The border count had also not said anything since he made such a big move in Blackmoon Castle. Perhaps he was busy preparing for winter and did not have time to pay attention to him.

Initially, Watson had been on guard against the border count and often acted cautiously. Then, however, he had gotten bolder.

"Watson, tell me, how much assets do our family have now?" Zenoah asked curiously.

"Let me think." Watson rubbed his chin. "Excluding Blackmoon Castle itself, we have one million gold coins, 50,000 Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs, 1,000 silver-tier magical beasts, and two gold-tier magical beasts. There are still four, oh, no, counting the ones that we just made for Allen, we now have five gold-tier equipment, 50 high-quality silver-tier equipment, and more than 200 ordinary silver-tier equipment."

"What about the men?"

Zeke added, "How many people are there in the castle now?"

"We have 5,000 people. More than 3,000 of them were from the defeated manors. They included five mages, 50 Blackmoon Knights, and more than 20 maids. The rest are mostly farmers and laborers! Oh, right, I forgot to mention that due to the integration of more than ten manors, we now have 1,500 acres of land in Blackmoon Castle. All of them are planted with crystal wheat. When the winter ends, and all the wheat ripens, we will sell them for a large sum of money."

Watson rubbed his fingers and drew the shape of a gold coin.

Zeke and Zenoah looked at each other and gasped at the same time. They had expected that their family was rich, but they did not expect they had become so wealthy.

Zeke said, "With so many things, we should have at least a few million gold coins. Does that mean we are now millionaires?"

Zenoah asked, "As rich as a country?"

A few months ago, his family was still thinking about which day of the week they would get to eat meat. They searched all over their house, but they could not find a single gold coin. It seemed like they could fill the castle with gold coins after Watson affected all those changes.

"Not to that extent. Perhaps as rich as a city." Watson smiled. Blackmoon Castle's total assets were no less than that of an ordinary noble. He had started a concrete step in the world, and he would only go further in the future.

"ThirdBrother, Fourth Brother, the massages are almost done. It's time to take a bath. Or do you want to…" Watson glanced at the lower parts of his two brothers as he spoke with a mocking expression.

The two maidservants who were massaging Zeke and Zenoah blushed and said considerately, "Young Masters, do you want us to serve you further? There's a room outside the bathroom."

"Perhaps that's not a good idea." Zeke grabbed his bathrobe embarrassedly.

"There's nothing wrong with that. It's our duty to serve our masters," the older maid said gently. She took Zeke's bathrobe off.

It was their job to serve others, and it was an honor to serve the castle master's older brothers.

"Then, we'll take our leave first." Zeke and Zeke were half-pushed and half-led out by the maids. Watson slid into the bath alone and enjoyed the hot water. He opened his arms and said, "My brothers have been holding back for a long time. Let them enjoy it. I can also enjoy my own happy time."

For a child his age, what was more pleasant than taking a bath alone?

There was nothing else.

"Young Master, we are here to help you take a bath."

He heard a gentle voice as the bathroom door was pushed open; two beautiful figures walked into the bathroom slowly.

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Chapter 93: A Gathering Of Bandits

Watson turned his head and saw Capella and Wendy. They were in white bathrobes, and under those bathrobes were the curves of an adolescent girl.

Wendy was still young and had yet to develop fully; she only had a youthful curve on her chest. A bath towel covered her body, and only her slender collarbones and pale arms were exposed. It was different with Capella—the bathrobe she wore was translucent, and the peaks on her chest could be seen clearly.

Watson opened his mouth; blood almost flowed from his nose.

Capella and Wendy had already reached the edge of the bath and sat down beside him as he watched them. The unique fragrance from a young girl's body was lovely. Water vapor condensed into droplets and slid down the skin of those two girls.

"Young Master, I'm here to scrub your back." Wendy held a towel in her hand and lowered her head with a blush on her face.

On the other hand, Capella proudly puffed her chest and held it with both hands as she smiled charmingly. "Young Master, do you want to experience the comfortable service like before?"

The two of them had been waiting outside for a long time. They saw Watson brought his two brothers into the bathroom, and they waited for the twins to leave before they entered the bathroom. As the personal maids, they were only responsible for Watson.

Wendy looked at Capella and then looked at herself; she said unwillingly, "Young Master, if you want, I can also—"

"Wendy, you don't have to force yourself to do that." Watson grinned. He was an adult in his previous life. He would always feel guilty when he saw such an expression on the teenage girl's face.

"Young Master, I'm not forcing myself. I have been yours the moment I came to Blackmoon Castle."

When he saw Wendy's determined look, Watson coughed. He felt that it was not good to refuse her, so he immediately coughed for a distraction.

"Well, I understand. I've been working hard all day, and I'm sweating all over. I need someone to help me take a bath. Come here and take a bath with me."

"Yes, Young Master Watson."

Wendy and Capella looked at each other; their faces were full of joy. At the same time, they took off their bathrobes and swam into the water like two snow-white fish.

What happened next was an indescribable scene. That night, Watson went back to his room and ate more than ten Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs. Of course, he did not do anything with them.

..

Early in the morning, on a mountain not far from Blackmoon Town.

It was a barren mountain, surrounded by dense forests. If someone unfamiliar with the environment were there, they would definitely get lost. The mountain was hundreds of meters high, and every once in a while, a fence would be set up. There were caves of all sizes and also traces of man-made construction.

At that moment, in the cave closest to the mountain base, a man in leather armor stood at the entrance on a lookout.

There was a scar on the man's face that went across the bridge of his nose. His hair was golden and curly, and there were two scimitars on his back. He smiled coldly at the people in front of him; those people were shivering, and they were in the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang uniform. "The Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang is too empty now. How could they be completely wiped out by an unknown person? Well, from today onward, this mountain will be taken over by the Storm Bandit Gang. Now, we will give you two choices."

The man softly spat out a few words. "Surrender or die."

"Veigar, you've gone too far. Our boss has just died, and you're already here to steal our territory. Do you want to break the agreement between the major bandit gangs?" A member of the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang questioned the man angrily.

There was an agreement between the bandit gangs. Each bandit gang had its own jurisdiction, and other bandit gangs could not interfere with one another. If a bandit gang was wiped out, then the remaining bandits had the right to choose to join another gang of their own free will; no one else could interfere with their choices.

The Storm Bandit Gang was also a well-known bandit group at the border. The leader of the group was a silver-tier warrior; he was known as Green Lightning Veigar. People said that his weapon, the Storm Scimitar, was a silver-tier weapon found in a ruin in the Misty Forest; no one was his match when he had those two weapons.

Previously, the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang had relied on Sparrow's leadership and the advantage in numbers to fight against the Storm Bandit Gang. However…

Veigar snorted in laughter. Then, he moved his hand around his waist. No one saw how he moved. They only saw a flash of blade light mixed with thunder whistled past them. One of the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang members was cut in half at the waist—blood and guts splattered all over the ground.

When the others saw that, their faces ashen. They resisted the urge to vomit, and their legs trembled.

"I don't know about any agreement between the bandit gangs. I only know that the strong will survive while the weak will die! I'll give you one more chance to choose. Surrender or die?"

"We… we—" the remaining Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang members looked at each other; they were about to surrender. At that moment, a weak cough came from behind Veigar.

"Veigar, you came here right after the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang was destroyed. You are really well-informed, indeed! However, you are too ambitious if you want to take over this territory for yourself."

Veigar sneered and stared at an old man who wore a black bamboo hat with sawtooth-shaped edges. He walked with the help of a wooden cane.

The man looked old, and the ground died wherever he walked. The grass and trees in the gaps between the rocks withered and turned yellow as if their vitality had been removed. Two skeletal soldiers with swords and shields walked behind the old man; they smelled of death.

Veigar's pupils constricted, and his aura increased. "Sven, don't tell me that your poor bandit gang also wants a piece of the pie. Why don't you ask the two scimitars in my hand?"

"Veigar, it looks like you're still the same. You're always so impatient; it's so easy for you to die." Then, another masked woman walked into the cave after the old man with the crutches. Well, to be precise, she floated into the cave; her feet did not touch the ground.

The woman was tall and slender, and the mask on her face was in the shape of a rabbit. She also had a mouthful of fangs. She looked exceptionally strange. She wore a long black dress with golden and red patterns. It seemed very expensive.

"I can't believe that Lady Gluttony is here too." Veigar put his hand on the scimitar on his back. He seemed to have thought of something as he withdrew his hand again.

Demoness, Shabby, Storm, and Bloodied-Hand were the four most significant bandit gangs in the border area, and the Demoness Bandit Gang was the most mysterious of them. Their members were all women, and their leaders were arrogant, angry, gluttony—part of the seven deadly sins. Furthermore, they believed in the evil god known as the primordial demoness.

People said that the members of that bandit gang kept the ancient ritual of human sacrifices to obtain power. No one was willing to provoke them.

"The leaders of the other bandit gangs are gathered here. Do they really want our territory so badly?"

A few Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang members looked sorrowful.

They had been surrounded by a man named Allen, and they only managed to escape with incredible difficulty. They did not expect to run into the leaders of the other three bandit gangs. That mountain was the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang's lair, and it contained a small amount of wealth that they had accumulated. They did not think that those things could cause the three major bandit gangs to make such a big fuss.

What was it that drove those people to want them?

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Chapter 94: A Group of Beggars

"So, the Demoness Bandit Gang is also here for that purpose, right?" Veigar looked at Lady Gluttony, then at Sven, and asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"I think the people here have only one purpose, and that is to find the reason for the destruction of the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang."

The woman in a fanged rabbit mask laughed softly. Her voice was like a silver bell ringing; it was very pleasant to the ears. "While we're at it, let's divide Sparrow's territory. It's impossible to monopolize such a large piece of territory by yourself! If you disagree, Veigar, you'll have to fight Mr. Sven and me simultaneously. That's not what you want, right?"

Every bandit gang had their own territory. They would usually work in their respective domains and did not interfere with each other. If they were to inherit the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang's territory, their range of activity would increase by a lot. Therefore, they were not interested in the mountain itself. Instead, they were interested in its added value.

"Alright, I'm not an unreasonable person. Let's follow the agreement between the bandit gangs and divide this land equally." Veigar nodded.

His words made the several Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang members behind him so angry that they wanted to curse. What did he mean when he said that he was not an unreasonable person? If Veigar were a reasonable man, he would not have threatened them.

"There's no hurry for that. We want to know about the person who had destroyed the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang." Sven knocked the crutch in his hand and looked at the survivors. "Tell me, how did your boss die?" Even though Sparrow was not an elite, he was still a silver-tier warrior, after all. I really want to know, which manor would send a hundred people to kill him?"

A young bandit raised a finger weakly.

"A hundred people?"

Sven nodded, "Exchanging the lives of a hundred guards for the death of a silver-tier warrior, this is quite a good deal! However, the manor must be quite powerful to be willing to send a hundred men. I've never heard of such a faction at the border."

"It was not a hundred men." The young bandit shook his head.

"Ten men, then?" Sven frowned. "Sparrow died at the hands of ten peak bronze-tier warriors?"

Only ten peak bronze-tier warriors would be able to kill a silver-tier warrior.

"Not exactly." The young bandit swallowed his saliva as he said, "There was only one murderer."

Yes, there was only one murderer.

He vaguely remembered what had happened the previous day. They had followed their boss' instruction and guarded the horse carriages and supplies that they had plundered. They had waited for Sparrow to lead more than 50 people to slaughter the wealthy merchants that had left Monte Town. Then, they were to return to the mountain to celebrate.

In the end, they did not see Sparrow. Instead, they had waited for a god of death. He was dressed in silver-white armor and held a longsword in his hand. He was like a god who had descended from the heavens. With just a few casual swings, he had wiped out more than half of their people.

There was only one person!

Sven's pupils were constricted as he cried out in surprise, "A silver-tier warrior?"

He restrained his shocked expression quickly and asked the other two leaders, "What do you think?"

"Hey, Sven, you can't really believe the words of these small fries, right?" Veigar was the first to speak. He glanced at the few Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang members disdainfully. "They may be silver-tier warriors. No matter how strong they are, it's impossible for them to kill Sparrow and destroy the entire Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang at the same time. After all, the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang had more than a hundred people! In my opinion, these survivors must have hallucinated because of the impact of their boss' death."

'We didn't..'.

The few survivors of the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang felt aggrieved. They did really see a person who had looked like a god of death.

"Regardless of whether this is true or not, we can't just ignore the appearance of a force that wiped out the entire Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang."

Sven coughed weakly. "I suggest that we join forces and destroy this force."

The bandits were only active during the winter when the magical beasts wreak havoc on humans. The border count would have his hands full; he would not have any time to care about other things. There were not that many powerful manors at the border. Otherwise, how could they continue to plunder everyone else?

"Do you know the name of the person who attacked you?"

Veigar had agreed with the suggestion, so he asked that question. Soon, a bandit told him what he wanted to know. "The man who killed our brothers was called Allen. He claims to be Blackmoon Castle's guard."

Blackmoon Castle.

The eyes of the three leaders turned cold; they knew that name. If Blackmoon Castle could destroy the entire Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang, then they could also eliminate the other bandit gangs. They must not be left alive.

"Let's do it in three days. Let's gather all our members and go to Blackmoon Castle to see its power. When we take this castle, let's get the spoils of war with our own abilities?" Lady Gluttony suggested.

The eyes of the other two leaders flashed with a bloodthirsty luster as they agreed to her suggestion.

"Deal!"

..

Since the three bandit gangs were located in different places, it took them more than two days to gather their forces.

On the morning of the third day.

It was already the twelfth month; the grey sky was covered in light snow.

A group of more than 500 bandits headed toward the direction of Blackmoon Town from three different directions.

At the training field in Blackmoon Castle.

Watson rode on the Golden Flash and flew into the sky; he waved his staff to practice gold-tier magic. Since he had almost mastered the Humanoid Auto Mine Giant spell, he did not practice it that day. Instead, he practiced the spell in the half gold-tier magic scroll that he had obtained after he killed Folson—the Silver Serpent on the Raging Sea.

The clouds in the sky surged like waves, and lightning was contained within it. An illusory giant silver snake was also in it, its body twisted and turned as if it carried a terrifying pressure. It looked like it could overturn the world and the ocean.

"Even though it's a defective spell, it is not weaker than the Humanoid Auto Mine Giant spell. As expected, the lost ancient magic is powerful, indeed! It's hard to imagine how powerful this magic would be if it were a complete scroll," Watson muttered softly.

Since it was half a scroll, the spell could not be performed normally. A large amount of magic elements had to be injected into it. Folson had chosen a blood sacrifice to activate. However, Watson had a source of magic power, so he did not need to go through so much trouble.

"I wonder which ruins in the Misty Forest that Folson had gotten this scroll from? It looks like I have to go there to take a look when I have time."

Watson rubbed his chin and lowered his head to look at the training field.

The number of Blackmoon Knights had increased from 50 men to 65 men as they had employed Lucas and the other caravan guards.

After a few days of training, Lucas and the others' strength had improved, and they were also equipped with silver-tier armor. Their faces were filled with joy.

"After the winter, we will recruit another batch of men to increase the number of Blackmoon Knights to 100 men. That way, we will have the rudimentary form of an army."

As he thought about his future plans, Watson heard a guard yelling out to him from the field. He descended with the Golden Flash hurriedly.

After they landed, he saw Allen's strange expression as the man rushed toward him with a shout.

"Young Master Watson, there's a group of beggars outside of Blackmoon Town! There are a few hundred of them. They're using hoes and chisels to destroy the wall that we had built. Young Master, do you want to send some men to stop them?"

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Chapter 95: You Have Three Minutes

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Outside Blackmoon Town.

Outside the high walls made of obsidian gold, hundreds of bandit gang members in different attires were waving their swords with all their might as they hacked the wall in front of them while they hummed a ballad.

"We are bandits, great bandits. We have seen mountains of knives and seas of fire, as well as fascinating treasures…"

It was obvious that the bandits were from three different camps based on their attire.

One group was in green-gray robes with a blade tied to the end of the robe. An old man with a white beard and hair and a cane in his hand stood in front of that group. The other group was in sky-blue armor with lightning and dark clouds embroidered on it, and their leader carried two scimitars on his back. The last group was women in black robes and black masks. The leader wore a completely different rabbit mask.

"I didn't expect so much obsidian gold, a rare silver-tier ore! They have so much that they have used it to build a wall! We're fortunate to see so many of these silver-tier ores before we attack Blackmoon Castle." The man with the two scimitars on his back was Green Lightning Veigar, and he was smiling smugly.

Three days ago, the bandit gangs had agreed to attack Blackmoon Castle together. They did not expect that they would see an endless city wall when they gathered their forces and arrived at their destination. The leaders of the three bandit gangs were all silver-tier elites. Therefore, they recognized the material used in the wall in front of them.

"Veigar, maybe this is Blackmoon Castle's handiwork. I have been in seclusion for the past few months, and I didn't expect such a big change to have occurred since then." Sven, the leader of the Shabby Bandit Gang, sighed.

Lady Gluttony from the Demoness Bandit Gang did not say anything. Veigar glanced at Sven and curled his lips in disdain, "You're saying that Blackmoon Castle built this? I think you're getting old and muddle-headed. Only the Fairy Castle has the ability to build such a wall in the entire border. I would believe you if you said that the border count built this wall to deal with the magical beasts during the winter."

No matter who built the wall, it should not have existed. The wall would be able to stop all the magical beasts in their tracks. If that were to happen, how would the bandits continue to plunder?

The wall had to be torn down, and the bandits would take those ores as spoils of war. Even though obsidian gold was not particularly precious among silver-tier ores, Veigar knew that the wall was not the treasure he wanted. Hence, he gave an order to his men.

"Hurry up and tear it down. Once we tear down this wall, we will rush in and destroy that castle."

At that moment, Veigar still thought that Blackmoon Castle was only a puppet force that the border count controlled. It seemed like the count had paid attention to where they had suffered the most losses during previous winters. Unfortunately, he was only giving them gifts.

Ping… Ping… Ping…

Then, the Storm Bandit Gang members smashed their weapons onto the wall. Sparks flew in all directions, but the wall was not damaged at all. Instead, the weapons in their hands were crushed.

"Boss, the wall is too hard. We can't break it." A young bandit had a bitter expression on his face.

"D*mn it, my saber is broken. I spent dozens of gold coins on that iron-tier weapon." The older bandit beside him cursed as he looked at his saber with grief.

"What a bunch of trash! You can't even handle such a small matter?" Veigar snorted coldly. He drew the Storm Scimitar from his back and brandished it into two streaks of green lightning as he headed straight for the wall. The light was so bright that everyone else could not keep their eyes open.

Veigar waved the scimitars and then sheathed them in one smooth move. Then, he turned around. He did not even look at the place where he had struck. Instead, he turned his head around confidently and said, "Did you see that? Attack it fiercely like that. If you can't tear down the wall today, you won't get to eat when we go back."

After he finished speaking, Veigar suddenly felt that something was wrong.

His surroundings were utterly silent. Many of his subordinates stopped what they were doing and stared at him with strange expressions on their faces. They swallowed their saliva and looked like they wanted to say something, but they did not dare to open their mouth.

"Idiots, I told you to get to work. Why are you looking at me?"

"Veigar, I advise you to look behind you," the Demoness Bandit Gang's Lady Gluttony said. Veigar turned around and was instantly dumbfounded.

The obsidian gold in the wall behind him still shimmered with a faint luster. There was not a single hole in it. Instead, the smooth mirror-like wall reflected his face as if it was mocking him.

Veigar's face immediately turned red.

He was very embarrassed, and there was a hint of panic in his shame. He had heard that obsidian gold was very tough—the hardest of all silver-tier minerals, but he had not expected it to be so strong.

Veigar wanted to preserve his reputation, so he coughed and said, "That doesn't count." He brandished his scimitar again, and he used all of his strength. A pair of wings wrapped in lightning appeared on his back, and his entire body turned into a bolt of lightning. As it pierced through the air, the other men only felt a flash of light in front of them. Then, they saw a bolt of lightning collide with the wall with a loud bang.

Veigar's blood rushed. He took a few steps backward and held a fist-sized piece of obsidian gold in his hand. He laughed out loud. "Did you see that? I managed to cut a piece of the obsidian gold. It is still very easy…" Halfway through his laughter, he began to cough.

The bandits were speechless. Sven shook his head. Lady Gluttony's mask moved, and two words echoed. "Childish."

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you destroying the wall?"

A childish voice suddenly echoed from the top of the wall, and it attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked up and saw a ten-year-old child as he poked his head out from the wall. He looked downward curiously.

Watson looked at the men outside the wall with helplessness.

He knew that the silver-tier ores he used for the wall would attract the wrong kind of attention. Therefore, he not only used the strongest ores for the wall, but he had also fused the ores multiple times to strengthen the obsidian gold.

Where did the strangely dressed beggars come from? They looked organized and disciplined, and some of them seemed especially powerful; they exuded the aura of silver-tier elites. Did silver-tier elites have to beg?

That should not be the case.

Those people must have been the bandits that other people always mentioned. However, he did not provoke them, so why were they there to destroy his home?

Watson thought about it, and his eyes suddenly widened. He remembered that Allen had destroyed a bandit gang called the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang a few days ago. Were those beggars their accomplices? Were they there for revenge?

Watson's expression sank as he shouted, "I'm warning you. This is Blackmoon Town's border. You're playing with fire if you dare to mess around here! I'll give you three minutes to leave quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Watson preferred to handle things peacefully, so he gave them a warning first. However, he did not expect that the warning would have the opposite effect.

"You'll be rude to me? You? Kid, whose child are you? Didn't your parents teach you that you shouldn't eat and speak without permission?"

Veigar held his two blades and looked upward with a disdainful expression. Then, he said, "I'll give you a chance too. Go back and tell your parents that the Storm Bandit Gang has expropriated this land! And I want to see the person in charge of this place in three minutes. Otherwise, I'll kill everyone behind this wall. Remember, you only have three minutes."

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Chapter 96: Veigar's Death

Three minutes?

Watson was amused. They had underestimated him. Well, anyone who saw his appearance would treat him like a child. Who would have thought that a ten-year-old child was the person in charge of Blackmoon Castle?

"Young Master Watson, these evil bandits spoke so rudely to you. Please allow me to kill them all," Allen, who stood behind Watson, said as he glanced downward.

He was the one who first discovered those bandits while he was on patrol. He immediately told Watson that there were still 64 Blackmoon Knights and five mages with him.

"That's right, Young Master Watson. These bandits are very hateful. Many people at the border have lost their lives because of them! Young Master, let me go out and fight for the people," Liszt said as he held the longsword by his waist; he had a hateful expression on his face.

"Young Master, I want to fight too." The burly man, William, carried a hammer and stepped forward, followed by the other members of the Blackmoon Knights. "So do we!"

Since Watson told them not to reveal themselves, they did not act rashly.

Watson's second sister, Nindy, stood behind the Blackmoon Knights. She was there because she heard that someone had caused trouble outside the wall. Her mother, Catherine, was worried that Watson would go there alone, so she had asked her to look after him. Nindy was also curious about the person bold enough to offend Blackmoon Castle.

"Nindy, those are bandit gangs! This is the first time I've seen a member of a bandit gang alive. Can I join the battle?"

Indix looked excited; her green hair danced in the wind. She wanted to walk toward Watson, but Nindy pulled her back and reprimanded her, "Indix, don't make a scene. We're mages. Mages are very vulnerable before they finish casting their spells! There are so many archers in the bandit gang. What if you get shot?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm a silver-tier mage now. With the iron water barrier spell, I'm immune to most attacks! Besides, I've just learned the silver-tier spell, the water-elemental warrior summon. I haven't used it yet." Indix pouted in dissatisfaction.

Among the mages in Blackmoon Castle, she was the most talented one, aside from Nindy. The two female mages were the only iron-tier mages that Folson had selected in his group. They were also the first mages in the group to advance to the silver tier. Besides Nindy, Indix had also mastered both spells for the water-elemental warrior summon and the mine cannonball.

Nindy sighed when the other three male mages were also excited after they heard Indix's words. She had no right to criticize them as she felt the same way too.

Watson waited until the discussion was over before he waved his hand. "Don't worry, everyone. I'll see if I can drive these bandits away. If they insist on committing evil deeds, then you can attack them."

"Young Master Watson is really merciful, but not everyone in this world is worthy of forgiveness." Liszt sighed.

Watson did not say anything more. Instead, he turned around and shouted toward the people outside the wall. "Your three minutes are almost up. Are you retreating? I've warned you. Blackmoon Castle is very powerful; you are no match for us. But we love peace and don't want to see needless bloodshed. Did you want Obsidian Gold?"

Watson activated his fusion skill and grabbed some stones from the wall. Then, he fused it into dozens of fine pieces the size of his palm and threw them down the wall.

"I'll give you some. You can leave if you're satisfied."

Satisfied?

Veigar's veins on his forehead bulged when he saw the obsidian gold by his feet. He felt humiliated. They were bandits, not beggars. Did the kid give him alms?

Did he want the obsidian gold? No, he wanted the entire wall and the lives of everyone in Blackmoon Castle.

"Three minutes have passed. I'm sorry, Kid, you haven't made the right decision! Now, I'll just have to ask you to die."

Veigar spread his combat aura wings that were wrapped in lightning and flew toward Watson. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the wall that was dozens of meters high. The other bandits looked at him and then at Watson; their expressions were full of pity.

"This kid is finished. Even though we don't know how he managed to tear the wall when Lord Veigar couldn't do it, he has angered a silver-tier elite. He's only a child; how can he resist?"

"Since Lord Veigar isn't here, let's take advantage of this opportunity to keep these obsidian gold pieces. We don't want anyone to get them first."

A few clever bandits went to pick the obsidian gold up from the ground. Meanwhile, Veigar had also reached the top of the wall. He stretched his hands out to hold the dual blades on his back; he was prepared to slash at the youth in front of him. However, the moment his hands touched the weapons, he was suddenly stunned.

He realized that the child had not been alone; there were dozens of people with him, and all of them stared at him with wide eyes.

"What… What's going on?" Veigar was dumbfounded. He did not know that there were so many people on the wall.

However, it did not matter. He was a silver-tier warrior. Even if those people were all bronze-tier warriors, they would not be able to stop him. On the contrary, the armor that those people wore shone with a silver light. It was extremely attractive. One look and one could tell that they were not ordinary items. Veigar licked his lips greedily; he felt that he had done the right thing when he chose to be the first person to go up the wall.

"I've given you two chances, but you did not take it. Then don't blame me for being harsh."

Watson revealed a childish and innocent smile. Veigar felt that it was strange. Was the kid stupid? He was not even scared when he was about to die. Instead, the child laughed. He even said that he would give Veigar a chance. Was that a joke?

"Everyone, you can go ahead."

The Blackmoon Knights, who had been waiting for Watson's words, revealed a bloodthirsty glint toward Veigar as their combat aura wings appeared behind their backs. Veigar had mocked Watson, but at that moment, his expression had frozen on his face.

Combat aura wings!

Silver-tier warriors!

Those people in front of him were silver-tier warriors!

With his mouth agape, Veigar looked at the scene in disbelief. It was no wonder the young child did not panic. There were so many silver-tier warriors there to protect him. However, he had never heard of such a powerful force at the border, except for the Fairy Castle. Was the child from the Fairy Castle? Was he the border count's illegitimate son?

His palms were on the scimitars on his back, but Veigar did not draw his sword. Instead, he turned around and prepared to escape. There were too many elites on the same level as he; he would only court death if he were to rush forward. However, a man in heavy water-elemental armor shouted, "Come here, you!" Then the man grabbed his wings.

..

"Why is Veigar so slow? It's only a chile, and he's the Green Lightning Bolt. Should we call him a green snail instead?"

Sven tapped the crutch in his hand as he waited impatiently.

A minute had passed since Veigar flew up toward the wall. He saw the man disappear to the other side of the wall behind the young child. He had no idea what had happened.

Sven let him go up first so that the man could scout ahead. Even if the man found something good, it would not have looked good if he stayed there on purpose. After a few moments of hesitation, Sven spread his black wings. Lady Gluttony, who was nearby, had the same thought. Her rabbit mask began to glow, and her feet gradually left the ground.

At that moment, a heart-wrenching roar echoed from the other side of the wall. It sounded like Veigar's voice, and it made the bandits shudder. Then, one of the bandits pointed at the sky and shouted shrilly, "Look at the sky!"

Everyone looked up and saw a dignified middle-aged man in silver armor. He held a longsword in one hand and Veigar in the other as he floated in the air. Veigar's head had twisted to the side at an impossible angle, and his eyes were wide open as if he was angry and had seen something unbelievable. He was dead.

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Chapter 97: Give Way

"Is that him?"

Sven raised his head to look at the sky before he waved his hand. Immediately, a man in a green-gray robe appeared beside him. He held a piece of parchment with a portrait in his hand and placed it in front of him. After he compared the two, he said, "That's right, Master. According to the people of the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang, this is the same person who killed Sparrow."

The bandit's voice shook. That person had not only killed Sparrow, but he had also killed Veigar. Just how powerful was he?

Light snow fell from the sky as Veigar's corpse dripped in blood. White and red, snow and blood, the dignified man in the sky looked even more outstanding.

"Veigar is dead. Later, we'll take the opportunity to recruit his members! The first bird can only see the treasure, but not the danger contained within it. Such a person is young, indeed."

Sven tapped on the wooden cane in his hand. He furrowed with a smile.

He was different from Veigar. Veigar's ancestors had been bandits for generations; they were not very knowledgeable. He had been a nobleman in the northern part of the kingdom not far from the border. He was known as the Shabby Baron and had his own territory. However, a plague had ravaged the northern part of the kingdom about ten years ago. More than half of the population in his territory had died, including his wife and two daughters. He was lucky enough to have escaped it.

The kingdom did not offer him any help, and they even ordered troops to his territory and burned it to the ground to prevent the spread of the plague. He was there when they turned his home into ashes overnight.

He changed after that.

He was the only survivor of the plague. He had recruited other people into his Shabby Bandit Gang, and they had hunted near the border for the past few years. Then, with his exceptional skills, the Shabby Bandit Gang had become one of the four main bandit gangs.

Sven did not forget what had happened that year. After an exhaustive investigation, he had found out that someone had deliberately caused the plague. Along with his tragic memory and pain, he wanted to make the kingdom pay for it.

Revenge needed strength.

He did not feel sad when he saw Veigar's death. Instead, he was a little happy about it because he could take over his territory.

Then, he looked at Lady Gluttony. He sighed discreetly at the leader of the Demoness Bandit Gang. Even though she looked young, she had a cunning streak; she did not follow Veigar into the fight. It would be great if she were to die with him.

As Sven thought about that, he coughed twice and tightened his coat. He learned a special kind of combat aura called the Lost Undead. It could absorb power from the dead and control the corpses—the more people died around him, the stronger he would become. However, there was a price to pay for that—he would become weaker and more inhuman.

That was his trump card. No one knew that after Veigar died, the power from his corpse would gradually flow into his body to increase his strength.

"Not enough people have died. After a few more people die, I will be able to take over everything." Sven's gaze was fierce as he thought about that proudly.

..

Lady Gluttony also stood to watch as everything unfolded. Her eyes were cold and lifeless.

Veigar's corpse continued to drip blood from the sky. She was not afraid. Instead, it made her body yearn for flesh and blood.

The Demoness Bandit Gang was different from the other bandit gangs. They believed in the evil god, the primordial witch, and they had many taboos. Their members were all orphans who had been captured and brainwashed since they were young, and they trained in combat daily. Only the survivors could become their official members, and the seven outstanding members were taught the gold-tier Great Sin combat aura to become the bearers of the evil god.

They thought their purpose was glorious.

The seven leaders of the Demoness Bandit Gang were ranked according to the seven great sins, and there could only be seven of them. They could only substitute the leader if they had died. Lady Gluttony remembered when her predecessor had died in her hands; she had devoured her flesh and blood, the woman had died in despair and screams.

"Blood, intestines… this should be the most delicious food in the world. Unfortunately, in this hell hole, we either eat or be eaten. Devouring others will make you stronger."

Lady Gluttony licked her scarlet lips under the mask, "When I find an opportunity to devour Veigar's body, I'll let Sven fight with that mysterious elite. Then, when both of them are injured, I'll devour them all. That way, I'll be the strongest in the Demoness Bandit Gang."

At that moment, her strength in the Demoness Bandit Gang was only in the mid-tier. There were still a few people who were stronger than her. However, that situation would soon change.

When the leaders of the two bandit gangs had schemed against each other, Allen, who hovered in the sky, felt very helpless.

When Veigar charged at the wall by himself, the Blackmoon Knights did not hold back. Each of them punched the bandit leader, and then Allen had been voted to bring Veigar's body to the remaining bandits to deter them from doing the same thing.

Allen thought that the bandits would charge at him when they noticed that their leader had died. He had thought of a few oppressive lines, and as he said them, he would go 300 rounds with those bandits. He wanted Watson to see his bravery.

However, why did the bandits not play by the rules? None of them moved; how was he supposed to show off?

"Hey—" Allen could not stand the stalemate, so he cleared his throat and was about to speak.

Before he could finish his words, someone had interrupted him.

Sven, who was outside the wall, knocked his crutch and said, "Lady Gluttony, I have a suggestion. Since Brother Veigar is already dead, as his allies, we must avenge him! The Demoness Bandit Gang is stronger than the Shabby Bandit Gang. So why don't you avenge Brother Veigar? After the deed is done, I'll let you choose the spoils of war first. How about that?"

"Mr. Sven, you're flattering me. The Demoness Bandit Gang is only a gathering place for a group of weak and pitiful women. How can we compare to you? Among all the bandit gangs, you're the one with the highest seniority. Why don't you give us a demonstration so that I can learn from an outstanding bandit?"

"No, I'm old, and my legs don't work well. I'd better give this opportunity to you young people."

"Although I'm not a noble, I know the virtue of respecting the old and cherishing the young. After you, please."

"After you!"

"After you!"

Sven and Lady Gluttony continued to gesture with their hands. Neither of them moved, and even their subordinates pressed their hands on their weapons. They looked at each other; they did not know what to say. They did not dare to show their impatience either.

"Why are you giving way to each other?"

Allen was the first to be impatient. First, he glanced at the two bandit leaders. Then, finally, he chose Sven. After all, he was a gentleman. If he wanted to show mercy to a lady, he did not need to show the same to an old man.

As he spoke, he lifted Veigar's body. The sky-blue combat aura wings on his back flapped; he turned into a blue light and fell straight down.

"Looks like we finally have a result." Lady Gluttony's tone was filled with pleasure. Sven's eyes flashed, and it was as if each of his wrinkles was filled with killing intent. He raised the crutch in his hand fiercely. "You chose me first? It looks like you're underestimating me! If that's the case, then I'll send you to hell with one move. Come on, my legion of undead!"

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Chapter 98: A Legion of Undead vs. Blackmoon Knights

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As Sven spoke, the ground beneath his feet trembled. Streams of gray air currents covered the ground like long snakes. The soil covered in snow was pushed aside as skeletal arms stretched out from within the earth.

Soon, those skeletons crawled out from the ground. Some of those white skeletons still had some flesh on them, while others decayed until only clothes were left. They held rusty shields or swords in their hands as they surrounded Sven.

Sven coughed twice as a dark aura flashed across his face; he looked pained. However, it only lasted for a second before he suppressed it and tapped his crutch.

Thump!

The skeleton soldiers around Sven raised their swords in unison. Scarlet flames burned in their deep eye sockets as they roared toward the sky.

There were more than 20 skeleton soldiers, and a few of them were still quite fresh. They wore the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang's uniform and emitted the aura of bronze-tier warriors. Those skeletons were the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang member that Sven had killed the previous day. After he received the information he wanted from those men, he had killed them and turned them into his followers.

The dead would never lie, and corpses had the most reliable information. That was what Sven thought.

"Summoning the undead—what method is this?"

Allen, who had dived down, saw the change, and he stopped in mid-air. His scalp was numb. He had heard that when one cultivated combat aura to the extreme, it could have an effect comparable to magic. Some special combat aura had their own ability; for example, Nightingale's shadow transformation ability. That was the first time he had seen someone control the undead.

The man was a silver-tier elite, and he was much stronger than an ordinary silver-tier warrior as he had a group of skeleton underlings.

"The undead army that our master summoned can preserve the strength of the dead just as when they were alive. Furthermore, those undead soldiers will never die as long as our master remains alive, not even if they're burned or hacked into pieces."

"No matter their strength, what can they do against an enemy that can't be killed?"

A few bandits from the Shabby Bandit Group brandished their swords and shouted. At the same time, they stepped far away from the nearest skeletons. They knew their master's strength; he would control an area of about 100 meters. They would become part of his undead army if they died there.

"Bunch of idiots! If you don't want to die, then shut up!"

Sven looked at his subordinates with dissatisfaction as he berated them.

It was a battle of wits; whoever had more hidden trump cards would win. Who would reveal their trump cards to the enemy right from the start? However, that was also good.

Sven walked forward with more than 20 skeletons by his side. "Well, you have seen my strength. It is not too late for you to regret your decision now."

He thought Lady Gluttony should have fought with that mysterious, strong man from Blackmoon Castle; he could benefit from that fight. If he fought with that man and consumed too much energy, he would not be able to keep Lady Gluttony at bay.

He believed that his opponent would make the right choice after they saw his strength.

"It's not that I regret it; I just feel that it's quite troublesome."

Allen scratched his head as he threw Veigar's body to the side casually. Then he revealed the dark golden glove that covered his right hand. The inconspicuous glove began to change; black thorns started to grow from his fingertips.

Troublesome?

Sven had used all of his strength to summon a legion of undead, but the man only felt that it was troublesome.

Sven's eyes narrowed. He could summon an undead army because of the combat aura he cultivated and the staff in his hand—the Undead Calamity.

His combat aura and staff were found in a mysterious underground ruin that led straight to the earth's core. There were countless layers, and each layer was filled with numerous skeletons, both human and magical beasts.

He found the staff and combat aura cultivation technique in the first layer. However, they were all incomplete. There were seven holes on the Staff of the Undead Calamity, which should be used to house gemstones. However, there was nothing on them now.

He had also gone down to the second layer to check. However, the guardian skeleton there had changed from bronze to silver-tier. He was not a match for it at all. He was certain that there must be something better on the second layer, so he memorized the location of the ruins. He was prepared to wait until he was stronger before he went to investigate it again.

As for Allen, the incomplete silver-tier Undead Calamity staff was enough to deal with that man.

"Attack!"

Sven shouted to direct more than 20 skeletons around him to charge at Allen. Then, his gaze fell on Lady Gluttony. He wanted to be on his guard so that she would not take the opportunity to ambush him.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of bones breaking suddenly came from in front of him. Sven turned his head and saw a shocking scene. It was as if the bronze-tier skeletons were as fragile as paper in front of Allen. He had destroyed them very easily with his Golden Gloves, which completely absorbed the skeleton's flesh and blood. It was as if its bones were detached. It could not walk steadily even after it had reassembled.

On the contrary, the red patterns on Allen's gloves became brighter and brighter. It was as if they were human blood vessels.

"This is…silver-tier equipment?"

Sven determined that his opponent's gloves were not an ordinary weapon. At the very least, they were silver-tier equipment.

"You were the one who attacked me just now. Now it's my turn."

Allen used his fist to push the skeleton in front of him aside. He rushed toward Sven and punched him in the chest. Sven retreated abruptly and used the crutch in his hand to block Allen's attack.

The crutch was bent at a strange angle with a creak. Sven spat a mouthful of blood and retreated a few steps backward. With a puzzled expression, he said, "This person has great strength."

An ordinary silver-tier warrior's strength should be around 3,000 catties. He sensed that the other party's strength was above 5,000 catties.

Allen was also very puzzled. He stared at his own hand and said, "This is the gold-tier weapon that Young Master Watson had given me. How could it not break the old man's crutch? Is the crutch also a gold-tier weapon? Then I must obtain it for Young Master."

As he spoke, Allen took another step toward Sven.

Sven wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and waved at his subordinates. "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and attack him." Then, he looked at Lady Gluttony and said, "Are you only going to stand by and watch the show? If you continue to do that, then I won't be able to accompany you."

"Hmph…" Lady gluttony snorted noncommittally. She gestured at her subordinates with her chin and said, "Attack."

More than a hundred women in black veils and masks took their daggers from their thighs and went forward quietly. Together with Sven's Shabby Bandit Gang, Veigar's Storm Bandit Gang was sandwiched in the middle. They knew that their boss had died, so they were treated as the abandoned children. However, since there were blades behind them, they could only brace themselves and charge forward.

Nearly 400 bandits charged forward at the same time. The chaotic footsteps shook the ground as countless blades, and combat aura smashed onto Allen's armor; they made a clanging sound. They continued to push him back; his face was bloodied even though a small portion of the attacks flew past his head.

Among the 400 bandits, there were dozens of bronze-tier warriors. Allen would not be able to deal with them even if he was a silver-tier warrior unless he flew into the sky. Once he had the momentum to take off, Sven and Lady Gluttony would join forces to force him downward again.

Allen gradually fell into a disadvantageous position; he looked bitter. The bandits who attacked him also looked bitter. What kind of monster was that man? Why was his armor not damaged after such a lengthy fight?

Ordinary silver-tier warriors would have died under those attacks.

Just as they were about to put in more effort, the child who had spoken poked his head out from the wall again. He said, "It seems like Allen has fallen into a bitter battle. You guys should go and help him."

A flurry of voices followed closely behind.

"Allen can't do it either."

"He only managed to hold on for such a short while. He shouldn't be the team leader anymore."

He had managed to hold on for more than a minute as 400 men attacked him. If his strength were not enough, then could another person endure the same treatment?

The bandits who heard that raised their heads saw a scene that they would never forget. They saw warriors in similar silver-tier armor flew into the sky; there were about 50 of them. Different colored combat aura wings flapped on their back—it sounded like thunder—as they cast mottled shadows on the ground.

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Chapter 99: Total Suppression

"What the Hell Is This?"

One of the bandits stared blankly at the sky as his face trembled.

"Am…am I seeing things?"

The other bandit rubbed his eyes until his eyes became red and swollen.

They heard someone in the sky say that Allen's strength was not good enough, and they had thought that the person was bragging. However, it seemed like the other party had told the truth.

"These people are all silver-tier warriors?"

Sven stared blankly at the sky. He was dumbfounded as he stared at the dozens of silver-tier warriors. Where did so many people come from? Were all the silver-tier warriors at the border there?

Run.

The first thought that came to his mind was to run. Sven turned his head, leaned on his cane, and limped back into the bandit gangs.

The second person to escape was Lady Gluttony. She had hovered in mid-air, but she turned around and picked up Veigar's corpse that Allen had thrown onto the ground during the battle. The rabbit-head mask on her face flickered with a strange red light as she sped up and disappeared into the Demoness Bandit Gang.

More than 400 people could not kill Allen in those few minutes. Coupled with those dozens of silver-tier warriors in the sky, they would probably be killed if they walked too slowly, let alone kill the other party.

At that moment, the young man who had been sticking his head out and talking on the wall appeared again; he shouted to the people outside the wall, "Blackmoon Knights, it's time for you to show off! Don't let any of these people go. The top three men who kill the most enemies will be rewarded with 100 Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs."

"Yes, Lord Watson!"

The dozens of silver-tier warriors in the sky lowered their heads and agreed at the same time. Their gazes landed on the people on the ground, and their eyes were filled with killing intent.

At that moment, the situation had changed. The bandits had become prey while they were hunters.

"Everyone, don't panic. There are only dozens of them. We have four hundred men. As long as we stabilize the formation, they might not be our match!" a bronze-tier warrior bandit shouted.

He held two daggers in his hands. His body exuded an extraordinary aura. As soon as his voice echoed, a ray of light streaked across the top of his head. A Blackmoon Knight had been flying low on the ground; his sharp combat aura wings had cut off the bandit's neck.

"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows quickly! Force these silver-tier warriors down from the sky. As long as we fight on the ground, they won't have any advantage."

Another person drew his bow and nocked an arrow as he spoke.

The advantage of a silver-tier warrior was their ability to fly. If they could not fly, then their strength would be significantly reduced.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Arrows covered in combat aura tore through the air like meteors. The Blackmoon Knights managed to dodge some of them, while others landed on their bodies. They did not cause any damage because their armors were silver-tier equipment, but the Blackmoon Knights had decapitated all the archers from the bandit gangs. Fresh blood splattered onto the ground.

Suddenly, there was silence.

"Run!" Someone in the bandit gang shouted. Hundreds of people scattered in a swarm; they pushed and shoved as they ran from the wall.

"I'm running! Don't push me."

Some people were pushed as they ran, and others were trampled. Some people ran too slowly, and their chests were pierced, their bodies pushed to the side.

The bandits panicked. If there were only dozens of silver-tier warriors, they could still fight if they put their mind to it. However, their opponents were silver-tier warriors and equipped with equipment of the same level. Who could withstand that onslaught?

"Young Master said that we should not leave anyone alive. Charge!"

Allen spread his sky-blue combat aura wings and charged toward the front. He raised the Guardian Sword in his left hand; the blade swung down, and heads flew upward. The Endless Sea Black Blood Thorny Gloves on his right hand shone brightly. It would extract flesh and blood from anyone it touched, but it seemed to have eaten its fill as it pulsed vigorously.

When the blood in the glove was full, Allen released the skill that came with the glove—the Endless Sea of blood.

It was a spell that was comparable to gold-tier power.

A blood-colored waterfall appeared and turned into a python that was dozens of meters long. The python opened its mouth and breathed—blood-colored flames melted people into bones. Their bones cracked as they died. The spell had killed dozens of people.

"I was unable to punish these bandits just now, and it made me lose my dignity in front of Young Master Watson! So now, I have to work hard to regain it. Otherwise, Young Master Watson will think that I'm useless and may dismiss my position as captain." That was what Allen had thought, so he did not hold back in his attacks.

The other Blackmoon Knights were not willing to be outdone too. They fought bravely, and the silver-tier armor on their bodies was gradually covered in blood.

Besides Watson, only Lucas and the others who only just joined the Blackmoon Knights were still standing on the wall. They were looking downward toward the ground with envious eyes.

A hundred Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs!

After they became Blackmoon Knights, they received three eggs every day. Only then did they realize how good those eggs had tasted. Silver-tier warriors who often ate Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs had a few thousand catties more in strength than those who did not.

Unfortunately, they had joined too late. They had not reached silver-tier yet, so they could not join the fight.

As if he could see what was in their thoughts, Watson comforted them, "Don't worry. There will be many opportunities like this in the future. As long as you work hard, there will be a time for you to fight in the future."

"Yes, Young Master Watson."

As they resisted the desire to rush out to fight, more than ten Blackmoon Knightsmen lowered their heads.

"Brother Watson, it's too boring to watch from the wall. Let me go down and have some fun too." At that moment, Indix walked up to Watson and bent down as her round eyes pleaded with him.

She did not want to compete with the Blackmoon Knights for the reward; they were mages and were treated very well in Blackmoon Castle. Even though Watson initially said that mages could only receive one egg per day, however, with Nindy's help, she could eat as much as she wanted.

She did not have any deep-rooted hatred toward the bandits. She only wanted to test her strength after she had become a silver-tier mage.

Watson exchanged a look with his sister, Nindy. When he saw the hint in Nindy's eyes, Watson nodded. "Alright then. Let's send out the mages as well. Let these bandits see Blackmoon Castle's strength. Let them know that no one can bully us so easily."

"Yes!"

Indix smiled excitedly. She hugged Watson's shoulder and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

Watson looked helpless as he touched the warm, sweet lipstick on his face and felt the envious gazes of the guards around him. He watched as the five mages, led by Indix, rode their two-winged liger into the sky. Then he could see them murmuring as they weaved their magic.

With the addition of the mages, the battle got even more one-sided.

"Great water element, listen to my call and become an indestructible Cannonball! Silver-tier magic—Mine Cannonball."

Hundreds of water balls the size of human heads wrapped in wind and thunder fell from the sky and landed on the ground. Then they released bursts of explosions.

Each bomb sent soil flying about five meters away to reveal a charred hole. Any bandit hit by the explosion, regardless of their strength, flew upward and burst into pieces. Those who were at the center of the blast suffered an even more miserable state. They were directly blown into meat paste, and the armor they wore had turned into dregs.

Watson looked at the mess on the ground as he stood on the wall with his hands behind his back. The bandit gangs were in a sorry state; only less than ten percent of them escaped. He looked like an emperor watching over his soldiers on the battlefield.

He knew that the battle had come to an end.

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Chapter 100: Gluttony

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"D*mn it, it is as I expected! Blackmoon Castle has a connection to the border count."

Sven swore as he spread his combat aura wings and fled.

Since more than half of his subordinates were dead or injured, streaks of greenish-gray air currents drifted from the corpses in the distance and gathered on his body; it helped to increase his speed.

When he looked backward, he saw five mages used magic to bombard the ground. He knew that they were silver-tier mages.

Five silver-tier mages! Only the border count, who was in charge of the Fairy Castle, had people with such strength. Coupled with the 50 silver-tier warriors, it was as easy as crushing a dead branch. Did the border count transfer all his elites there?

Who was the child on the wall? Was he the border count's illegitimate son?

There were too many things on his mind, but Sven did not have time to think about them. He knew that if he did not run, he would die.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a piercing sound echoed from behind him. Sven subconsciously raised the staff in his hand to block it. A considerable force came at him, and it caused his body to tilt; he almost fell onto the ground.

Sven looked backward and realized that the person who had attacked him was not someone from the Blackmoon Knights but a familiar face. The thing that struck him was a human head—it was Veigar's.

"Lady Gluttony, you lunatic! What are you doing?"

Sven took two steps backward and saw the rabbit-head mask on Lady Gluttony's face squirmed as if it was alive. The fangs on the rabbit's mouth chewed on the bright red flesh as she dragged Veigar's body with her hand; intestines mixed with blood had spilled all over the ground.

"Nothing, I'm just enjoying the food! I've tasted the appetizer; now it's time for the main dish."

Lady Gluttony giggled; her laughter hit the inner side of the mask. It was somewhat ear-piercing. She pulled an arm from Veigar's body casually, put it into the mask, and bit into it. A pair of pitch-black combat aura wings spread out on her back as she floated toward Sven.

The combat aura wings looked very strange. Human faces appeared on them, one after another. They let out strange cries, but it was as if they were imprisoned. They appeared in pain for a few seconds before they sank, unable to break free.

A sudden drop in temperature accompanied the strange cries; it made the surroundings seem gloomy.

They were in a forest several kilometers away from Blackmoon Town. In the forest, there were paths that horse carriages had made. It would take about two days to get to Monte Town from Blackmoon Town, and they would have to go through a forest.

Sven ignored that. He stared at Lady Gluttony and said, "You're a lunatic. You're eating corpses! I heard that the Demoness Bandit Gang members are a bunch of lunatics. Now it seems that they were right! Blackmoon Castle's silver-tier warriors are still chasing us. If we make a move here, it's very likely that we'll attract their attention. None of them will be able to escape. Let's discuss this. Let me go, and I won't make a move on you. What do you think?"

Sven tightened his grip on his walking stick discreetly as he spoke.

Lady Gluttony glanced at Sven's palm through her mask and smiled, "I never believe a bandit's word, especially you, Shabby Baron Sven. Your lies had led hundreds of people to their deaths! And you're doing the same to me. If I were to relax my stance, you'd use your walking stick to blow my head off. Am I right?"

"Go to hell!"

When he knew that he could not trick Lady Gluttony, Sven gritted his teeth and waved the staff in his hand.

"Dark-elemental silver-tier fighting technique—Death Crow Swarm."

A greenish-gray air current emerged from Sven's body and drilled into the ground; it caused the grass on the ground and the surrounding trees to wither. After that, the air current gradually lost its luster, and Sven had transformed his lifeless combat aura into a lively gray crow. It shook its feathers, and its scarlet eyes were filled with the aura of death.

Then, hundreds of pitch-black crows rushed toward Lady Gluttony and quickly swallowed her; they had turned into a pitch-black storm that stretched for dozens of meters. The air was filled with the aura of corruption, and the ground touched by the storm was riddled with crevasses—that was enough to prove the power of that move.

As he wiped the sweat off his head, Sven flapped his combat aura wings and continued this retreat. At that moment, a few more strands of white hair had appeared on his head, and his face was even more profound.

"Fortunately, hundreds of my fellow bandits had died on the battlefield just now, so I've absorbed a lot of power! This move might have used up a few years of my lifespan, but it's already comparable to a gold-tier warrior's strike. No one can stop it. Lady Gluttony, if you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for your stupidity."

After he had muttered to himself, Sven turned around. He was prepared to leave that place as soon as possible. The undulations from a silver-tier combat aura were quite intense. Perhaps the Blackmoon Knights had already discovered him.

The moment he turned around, an arm made of pitch-black fog pierced through his chest with a loud sound.

He lowered his head to look at the fresh blood that flowed from his chest. Sven widened his eyes, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"What…is going on?"

"It looks like you're also cultivating a dark-elemental combat aura. That's just right for me. After eating you, my strength will be raised to the peak of silver-tier, and I won't be far from reaching gold-tier then! Then, I'll eat a few more Blackmoon Knights—I might be able to become a gold-tier warrior today."

The voice echoed from within the black storm—Lady Gluttony walked out of it slowly. Her gorgeous dress flapped in the wind, but she was unscathed. On the contrary, the black storm had disappeared as it entered the mask on her face gradually; her right hand was covered with a layer of black fog, and the fog had spread toward Sven's chest.

When she reached Sven, Lady Gluttony withdrew her fog arm and pinched his neck gently. The sound of drooling echoed from under the mask.

"So, where should I start? Let me see; let's start with your neck."

Sven felt something had bit his neck. He opened his mouth, but he could only grunt. He could not speak; he could only feel his life pulled from his body bit by bit.

When did things get out of his control? Was it when he agreed to attack Blackmoon Castle? Or had it started when he first misjudged Lady Gluttony's strength? He still had unfinished business; he still wanted to become stronger as he wanted to avenge his people.

Natasha and Reelisa.

Sven thought of his two daughters in the last few moments of his life; tears started to stream down his cheeks.

In his daze, he heard a few angry roars from the forest. "Found them! The bandits who had escaped! Is she eating someone?" Then, he heard Lady Gluttony's complaint. "D*mn it!" After that, she released her grip on his body, and he fell heavily onto the ground. He had lost consciousness then.

..

An hour later, the Blackmoon Knights and the fives mages returned to the wall triumphantly.

Allen knelt on one knee respectfully and reported the situation to Watson. His expression did not look good, and there was only one reason for that.

"Reporting to Young Master Watson, we've wiped out the bandits. Only one of them managed to escape—a woman by the name of Lady Gluttony. A few of our men were injured when they tried to capture her; they are now recuperating. We also captured the Shabby Bandit Gang leader, but we think that Lady Gluttony had injured him; his carotid artery was ruptured. If we don't treat him in time, he will only live for a few more minutes."

It was an embarrassment!

A few silver-tier warriors had gone to capture a woman, but they were injured. Their daily training was for nothing! Allen did not know if Young Master Watson would get angry about that.

However, he was stunned when Watson did not get angry. He nodded as if he understood the situation. "I understand. Take me to see the Shabby Bandit Gang leader first."

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Chapter 101: Money Or Stupidity

"No, Natasha, wait for me!"

He remembered a sea of fire; two little girls hugged each other as they shivered; they looked terrified.

He watched that memory unfold and tried to reach out to his two daughters.

Crack!

Then, the scene cracked like a mirror embedded in a picture frame.

Sven burst into a cold sweat and panted violently.

'I'm dead?'

Sven touched his neck; it had been wrapped in gauze that was soaked in blood. Just a slight touch would cause intense pain, but it reminded him that he was still alive.

'Where am I?'

Sven turned his head with difficulty; he was laid on a big soft bed. The head of the bed was close to a big window; the weak sunset illuminated his body in orange. There were all kinds of furniture in the room. It looked very expensive, and there were two murals on the wall.

"Sir, you're awake."

At that moment, the door opened with a click. Two young ladies in black and white maid uniforms came into the room with hot tea. They looked worried

'I'm not dead yet, and someone had tended to my injuries. Who did that? Was it Lady Gluttony?'

'Is this the Demoness Bandit Gang territory?'

Sven had a myriad of thoughts. He remembered that the last moment before he fainted, Lady Gluttony had gnawed on his neck. He also heard the voices from her and the Blackmoon Knights. Oh, right! Blackmoon Castle!

Sven's eyes flashed. Then, he sat up on the bed, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the necks of the two maids in front of him. "Don't move. Call for your master, or I'll kill you! Also, give me my staff back."

Sven paid special attention when he inspected the room. His staff was gone; it was something that could save his life.

Kacha!

The two maids looked terrified, and their bodies trembled. The teacups in their hands fell onto the ground and shattered into pieces as hot tea spilled all over the floor.

"It was Young Master Watson who brought you back here. As for the staff, is it something from your body? We… We don't know either."

"Lory Sven, I'm relieved to see you in such good spirits."

A tender voice echoed from outside before Watson walked into the room with Allen and Liszt behind him; both watched Sven's movements coldly. Their hands were on the longswords at their waists. If Sven dared to make any unusual movements, they would attack without hesitation.

"This is Blackmoon Castle, indeed!"

Sven snorted. The boy in front of him had left a deep impression. He was the child who had appeared on the wall. Even though Sven did not know why the other party had brought him there, they must not have had any good intentions. That was why they would take this staff.

"Return my staff to me; otherwise—"

Just as he was about to use the two maids as a threat, Sven felt his hands become lighter. The soft feeling of his neck disappeared; it was replaced by hardness.

"Otherwise, what?"

Watson teleported to Sven from the door. His two hands were covered with a light-elemental combat aura. He grabbed Sven's hands and said, "The two of you go out first."

"Yes, Young Master Watson."

The two maids rubbed their necks. They were still in shock as they picked up the broken teacups on the ground and walked out in small steps.

Sven ignored them. His eyes were fixed on Watson, and through his gritted teeth, he said, "Teleport? You're a gold-tier warrior."

The ten-year-old child was stronger than him!

How did a ten-year-old reach the gold tier? Only the sword saint had managed to reach the gold tier when he was in his teens, and he was the kingdom's only diamond-tier elite. It also meant that the kid would become a diamond-tier warrior one day.

The young boy must have been the border count's illegitimate child. Sven confirmed his previous guess. He did not think that the count would assign so many silver-tier warriors to the boy even though he was his son. However, he changed his mind; if he had such a talented child, he would hire a few gold-tier warriors to protect him, let alone silver-tier ones.

If his two daughters were not dead, they should be around the boy's age.

"Hey, how long are you going to hold onto Young Master's hand? Young Master saved you out of kindness. If it were not for him, you would have died. If I had known earlier, I would not have saved you."

The reprimanding voice came from behind Watson. Sven looked up; he realized that the person who spoke was the man who had single-handedly challenged their bandit gang and held on for several minutes.

"Young Master Watson, what Captain Allen said makes sense. However, I also think that we shouldn't have saved this bandit! Each of these bandits had taken more than one life. It's not worth it to waste the precious Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs on them." The other upright guard said.

"Alright, we've already used it to save him. So it's useless to talk about this now."

Watson withdrew his hands that were surrounded by combat aura, took two steps backward, and waved his hand. "You are Sven, the leader of the Shabby Bandit Gang, right? You probably hate me, and it isn't something that I can compensate for by saving you. It's none of my business if you want revenge or do anything else. I just want information about Lady Gluttony. This woman had injured my men before she escaped. If you tell me about her, I'll let you go."

"Return my staff to me first." Sven was silent for a moment and laid back down. He was not as arrogant as when he had stood up.

There were dozens of silver-tier warriors in Blackmoon Castle, and Watson was also a gold-tier warrior. The child's hidden identity made it impossible for him to make a move too. However, he was not at the mercy of others. Watson said that they wanted to know about Lady Gluttony. He would not die if he had information in his hands.

"Allen, give him the staff."

"Yes, Young Master Watson."

Allen glared fiercely at Sven and left the room. A moment later, he returned with the staff and threw it at Sven casually. "You've got it back. Tell us what our young master wants to know."

Sven caressed the Undead Calamity staff in his hand. After he confirmed that it was the real one, he was at a loss. His staff was a silver tier equipment, and it had something to do with a mysterious ruin. Did those people from Blackmoon Castle not want it at all? Would they give it back to him so generously?

He decided that it did not matter; he had to leave the place first.

As he made up his mind, Sven propped himself against the staff and struggled to get out of bed. "Give me a horse, the fastest one! After I leave the castle, I will write the information about Lady Gluttony on paper and place it between two marked trees. During this period, you are not allowed to send anyone to follow me."

"Very well, I understand." Watson smiled as he looked at Sven. "I promise you."

..

Half an hour later.

"I'm sorry, but we don't have a horse in Blackmoon Castle. This two-winged liger is a silver-tier magical beast and is also a specialty of our castle. I'll give it to you."

Watson pointed at a giant, two-headed, savage-looking magical beast in front of him.

The two-headed liger spread its wings and flapped them; it looked like a tiger. Its two heads stared at Sven as saliva dripped from its fangs onto the ground. Sven was dumbstruck.

"A silver-tier magical beast—you're giving it to me for free?"

Watson waved his hand, and a guard brought a set of shining silver-tier armor and a basket of eggs that shone with a rainbow luster.

"I forgot to tell you, the two-winged liger has a violent temper, and it's difficult for ordinary people to control it! Since you're injured, in order to ensure your safety, I'll give you a set of silver-tier armor, as well as 50 Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs. The armor will protect you, and you can eat the eggs if you feel unwell."

Silver-tier armor and eggs of the legendary Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs…

Swire was shocked when he saw those precious items, and he was even more shocked by Watson's unhesitating gifts. Was he a fool or Blackmoon Castle's young master?

Was this young master of Blackmoon Castle Rich or a simto

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Chapter 102: The Mask Of Great Sin

As Sven looked at the innocent smile on Watson's face and the honest look in his eyes, he reached to take the silver armor and the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg.

Then, he turned around and got on the back of the two-winged liger. He patted the monster's neck as he let the beast fly into the sky. He lowered his head and covered his voice with a combat aura when he rose hundreds of meters into the sky.

"Lady Gluttony is one of Demoness Bandit Gang's leaders; they have seven leaders that correspond to the seven sins—arrogance, greed, sloth, gluttony, anger, jealousy, and lust! Each leader wears a different mask that has many magical features, such as gluttony—"

Sven paused at that point.

His original plan was to trick Watson into giving him a horse to escape Blackmoon Castle. He did not expect Watson to provide him with so many things instead. Watson reminded him of his dead daughter; that was why he wanted to give him a hint.

"Gluttony's mask can devour one's combat aura. When I was fighting with Lady Gluttony, I did not know that I was injured. If you want to surround her, then you must pay special attention! Other than that, the Demoness Bandit Gang members make blood sacrifices because they believe in evil gods. I don't know the details, but that's all I know."

After he said that, Sven controlled the two-winged liger to hover in mid-air. He heard Watson thanked him with a shout.

Sven thought that he should be the one thanking the child.

Watson had saved his life. As for the dead Shabby Bandit Gang members, those people were just pawns for his revenge. He could always find new pawns. As long as he was alive, the Shabby Bandit Gang would always exist.

Sven took one last look at Watson and flew into the distant sky without another glance backward.

"Young Master Watson, are you going to let him go just like that?"

Allen stared at the sky as his eyes flickered. "What if he had lied to us? Why don't we capture him and torture him for more information? Even if what he said is true, we don't need to give him a two-winged liger and a set of silver defensive equipment. These things are worth at least hundreds of gold coins."

"It's fine." Watson maintained the cute smile typical of a teenager. "I don't think he is a bad guy, so I spared his life. I think if I help him, he will also help me."

Of course, it did not matter.

Watson thought that he was the one who had fused the two-winged liger. That animal would only listen to his words and had a specific connection with him. No matter where Sven ran, as long as he commanded it, the two-winged liger would carry him back; it would be a significant loss to belittle him just because he was a child.

"Young Master, you are still young." Allen shook his head and sighed. "You are too young and don't know about the dangers in this world. The words of adults in this world, especially bandits, can not be trusted! In my opinion, once a person had taken the benefits, they would run far away and hide."

When he realized that Allen was about to continue lamenting, Watson opened his mouth. Just as he was about to reveal his trump card, a thunder-like sound suddenly echoed from the sky.

"Master of Blackmoon Castle, the reason I was severely injured and reduced to this state has nothing to do with Blackmoon Castle. It is because of Lady Gluttony! If you want to capture her, please bring me with you. I will be waiting for you at the Shabby Bandit Gang's original location. If you have any news, feel free to look for me."

Then, Sven's figure turned into a small black dot as he flew further away and soon disappeared.

Watson looked up at the sky and smiled. He took back what he was about to say. "Allen, see, I'm right! I've helped others, and others will help me too."

That was strange. Was that old bandit so loyal?

Allen muttered in his heart. He bowed to Watson and revealed a flattering smile. "As expected of you, Young Master Watson. He is a mastermind, indeed. A fool like me can never be compared to him, not even for a hundred years! I will have to follow your example, Young Master Watson."

Retch!

They could hear a vomiting sound from around them. The guards who followed Watson looked at Allen with disdain. Even Liszt looked as if he did not know Allen and moved away.

..

At night, in Blackmoon Castle's hall.

Edward sat at the dining table while Catherine helped distribute their evening meals.

As he put on an apron elegantly, Edward asked, "Watson, I heard that a group of bandits came to our walls today, and they wanted to tear down our wall. What happened?"

"Father, that group of bandits had been annihilated by the Blackmoon Knights. Only one person who called herself Lady Gluttony got away." Watson moved his knife and fork to cut the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg in front of him.

"Lady Gluttony—are they members of the Demoness Bandit Gang?"

The people at the dining table included Watson's eldest brother, Vincent, his second sister, Nindy, his third brother, Zeke, his fourth brother, Zenoah, and his seventh sister, Scarlet. It was a family meal. The person who asked that question was Vincent, and his face was filled with confusion.

Nindy had been with Watson during the day, so he did not go with them. He knew the Demoness Bandit Gang's name very well. When he worked at the Wilber Manor, he had heard Wilber mention that gang. At that time, Wilber's eyes had turned red, and he had gritted his teeth as if someone had robbed him of his money. No one knew what had happened.

"It's the Demoness Bandit Gang. She was the only one who escaped out of 400 bandits. She also almost killed the leader of another bandit gang and injured a few Blackmoon Knights. She's very powerful," Nindy said with a solemn expression.

"Demoness Bandit Gang? Gluttony?"

Edward's eyes suddenly flashed with recognition. He turned to his wife, Catherine, and said, "Catherine, this bandit gang that the children are talking about, do you think they could be the one from back then—"

Catherine did not say anything, but her expression was very grave.

Watson noticed that and asked curiously, "Father, you seem to know something?"

He knew that his father acted like a clown, but he was very knowledgeable. As part of the Saint Laurent family in the kingdom, it would not be strange for his father to know something about it.

"Watson, did the person from the Demoness Bandit Gang wear a mask? Is each mask different? Lady Gluttony's mask would be one of a rabbit."

"I don't know if it's different because we only saw Lady Gluttony. Her mask is of a rabbit, indeed."

"Then there's no mistake."

Edward sighed. "They must be remnants of the Demoness Church from back then. Who would have thought that they would come back to the border? The Mask of Great Sin. I never thought that I would see this thing one day."

Mask of Great Sin?

It was not only Watson, but all his siblings were also curious about that. "What is that?"

"Humans are born with seven sins, and one can only be free once one releases these sins. That is the Demoness Church's philosophy. They were once a popular church in the kingdom more than ten years ago. They said that Queen Avril had a connection to that church, and after her death, there was no grand funeral in the kingdom. His Majesty even forbade people from mentioning it."

Edward's eyes flashed with reminiscence as he continued to say, "And the Mask of Great Sin is the Demoness Church's treasure. This mask was initially a platinum-level treasure, but it was broken when the kingdom destroyed that church. Each piece retained a silver tier! At that time, they could not find this mask when they exterminated the church; everyone thought it was lost. I didn't expect—"

Then, Catherine said, "An evil god made the shattered mask, so no human could repair it. Furthermore, it is only silver-tier, and its special ability is only gold-tier, so the kingdom did not send anyone to search for it."

Watson listened in a daze, and when he heard that, he suddenly had a thought. Other humans might not be able to repair the mask, but he might be able to do it. His fusion magic could fuse everything, so something that an evil god made should be no problem at all. If he could find the Demoness Bandit Gang leader and kill her, would that mean he would get the platinum-tier equipment?

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Chapter 103: Destroyed In One Move

The more Watson thought about it, the more excited he got. When he obtained platinum-tier equipment, attacks from anyone below that tier would be utterly ineffective against him. Even if the opponent was a gold-tier elite, he could attack Watson for a whole year, and he would not be able to harm him.

Plus, how many platinum-tier elites could there be in the entire kingdom?

"According to Father, this Demoness Bandit Gang is a remnant of the Demoness Church. The fragments of their platinum-tier equipment sound very valuable!" Watson's two older brothers, Zeke and Zenoah, looked at each other and said simultaneously.

"You only know about money. Aren't you afraid that Watson will send men to destroy the Demoness Bandit Gang? This Lady Gluttony might bring people to take revenge on us when she returns to her territory." Watson's eldest brother, Vincent, said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter. If they dare to come, I'll use my bow and arrows to beat them to a pulp." Scarlet waved the knife and fork in her hand and snorted softly.

Watson and Nindy had gone to kill the bandit gang the previous day. She knew about that and had wanted to follow them. Unfortunately, Watson had rejected her because it was too dangerous.

He was her younger brother, yet he managed to control her due to his strength. That made Scarlet a little unhappy.

Nindy shook her head at Scarlet. "Scarlet, don't mess around."

She had seen the Demoness Bandit Gang's performance, so she knew about their strength. Even Blackmoon Castle could not wipe them out so easily.

"Please don't worry. I already have a way to deal with the Demoness Bandit Gang."

Watson put the cutlery in his hand down and said in a serious tone.

"Watson, are you sure?"

"Not only do you have to cultivate on your own every day, but you also have to supervise the Blackmoon Knights. You even have to guide us in our cultivation. If it really isn't possible, then leave this matter to the guards to handle." Nindy was still worried.

"It's fine, Second Sister." Watson shook his head. "These so-called bandit gangs are evil, committing all kinds of crimes. As long as we are upright, we will take the initiative to get rid of them! It's my duty to get rid of evil for the people. Since Blackmoon Castle has taken root here, I must protect its nearby residents.".

After Watson said that, the dining hall was silent; even his father, Edward, and his mother, Catherine, were quiet. All the siblings looked at him in surprise as if it was hard to imagine that such words came from a child's lips.

A moment later, Edward was the first to react. He clapped and gave Watson a thumbs up.

"It is as expected of my child; a man must have courage! In any case, the Demoness Church had already been wiped out by the kingdom once, so they won't succeed. Even if the Demoness Bandit Gang is a remnant of the Demoness Church, it won't pose much of a threat. Blackmoon Castle now has more than 50 Blackmoon Knights and more than 1,000 silver-tier magical beasts. Even without the Blackmoon Knights, these magical beasts would be enough to flatten the Demoness Bandit Gang…" Edward laughed.

"Father, it's not just the Demoness Bandit Gang. I'll clean up the entire Blackmoon Town and get rid of all the bandits around us."

Watson's words made Edward's laughter stop abruptly.

Watson's idea of punishing the Demoness Bandit Gang was perilous. He did not expect that he would want to capture all the bandit gangs at the border in one fell swoop. Unfortunately, there were numerous bandit gangs at the border. Even the border count could not do anything about it, so it would be very difficult for Watson to go against them alone.

"Watson, you are too ambitious. Why don't you think about it again? Should we eliminate the Demoness Bandit Gang or some other bandit gang? We can't eliminate them all in one go, right?"

Vincent wanted to persuade his younger brother, but before he could finish, Watson said, "Eldest Brother, I want to eliminate them all in one go! I have made up my mind. There's nothing more to say about that. I will inform the Blackmoon Knights about this later and get them to prepare to set off tomorrow!"

Watson clenched his fists as his eyes shone.

Only children had to make a choice; adults would want everything. What was the point of only destroying one Demoness Bandit Gang? If they wanted to do it, then they would have to do it thoroughly. The Demoness Bandit Gang had platinum equipment fragments. Perhaps other bandit gangs also had them; it was an excellent opportunity to get rid of evil for the people and get rich overnight!

..

After dinner, Watson quickly told the people in the mansion about that news.

More than 60 Blackmoon Knights and five mages sat in a huge hall. They were looking at a map that Nightingale had left behind when she left. The map recorded detailed terrain of the entire border, so it would be convenient for Watson to go to the Fairy Castle to find her.

The Fairy Castle was at the eastern side of the border, and the western side was connected to Monte Town. A manor divided into pieces like a chessboard sat in the middle of both locations, and a vast and endless fog forest was to the north of the manor.

The bandit gangs mainly resided in that forest.

"Young Master Watson, please look at this. This is the Shabby Bandit Gang's territory, more than ten kilometers from Blackmoon Castle. And the other side is the Demoness Bandit Gang's territory."

Allen pointed at the two mountains on the map outside the Misty Forest and used a brush to make two big crosses on them.

The Shabby Bandit Gang's lair was on a tall mountain peak. Few trees grew on the mountain, and its peak was always covered in snow, so it was hard for anyone to enter that location. However, the Demoness Bandit Gang occupied the opposite mountain range. A few mountains had beautiful scenery and waterfalls, and iron chains connected each mountain peak instead of bridges.

Other than silver-tier warriors, ordinary people would find it hard to pass through those mountain peaks. Furthermore, there were guards there too, and the outer side was full of cliffs. It was easy to defend but hard to attack. It was impossible to climb up to the peak.

After he listened to Allen's words, Watson studied the map carefully and tapped the table with his fingers. "Even though Lady Gluttony escaped and injured a few of us, she was also wounded. So maybe she will return to the Demoness Bandit Gang! Tomorrow, we will look for Sven from the Shabby Bandit Gang and bring him with us when we attack the Demoness Bandit Gang. At the same time, we will let him point out the other bandit gangs nearby. Then, we will take them down together and return peace to the border. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Young Master Watson!"

The Blackmoon Knights, led by Allen and Liszt, nodded respectfully, especially Liszt. He looked at Watson with admiration; he told himself that the young master was very considerate of the border. It was really great. He had to strive to be like the young master.

…

There was a manor named Vermillion Manor in Misty Forest about ten kilometers away from Blackmoon Town.

It was a winery. It was named because of its reputation in red wine. The owner was a middle-aged woman named Camille.

At that moment, Camille held a glass of red wine as she sat on the sofa in the Bright Hall. She swirled the wine glass gently, and her heavily made-up face had a smile that could not be stopped.

"I didn't expect a Blackmoon Castle at the border. They had destroyed more than ten manors in one go and even combined their resources. My manor was not ranked in the vicinity, but thanks to Blackmoon Castle, I am now in the top ten! Plus, they are wealthy. The silver-tier materials used to build the walls are at least ten times more valuable than Monte Town.

"Furthermore, Blackmoon Town has a large number of precious materials that are not available outside. For example, silver-tier magical beasts and equipment. If I can use alcohol to exchange for those things, I will no longer send anyone to Monte Town for resources. I will not only save on travel expenses, but I can also avoid bandits. As long as I continue to cooperate with Blackmoon Town, I believe that my manor will become better!"

As the first batch of manor owners to show their goodwill after Blackmoon Castle's victory, Camille had her unique vision. At that moment, she was looking forward to a happy future. Then, suddenly, a servant rushed into the hall and shouted in panic.

"Lady Camille, something terrible has happened! There's a crazy woman outside the manor. Her face is covered in blood, and she's wearing a mask. She said that we should prepare the best food for her, or else she'll kill us all. Just now, she broke the necks of two of our guards. Please go out and take a look!"

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Chapter 104: Denouncement

"Who would be so bold to come to my manor and wreak havoc?"

Camille looked unhappy. She placed the wine glass on the table at the side and walked behind the male servant. "Get the guards in the manor. When we caught the crazy woman outside, I'll let her have a taste of torture."

She looked forward to a beautiful future as she thought about building a good relationship with Blackmoon Castle. Nothing made her angrier than an interruption at that time.

Ten minutes later.

In Vermilion Manor's hall.

The ground was littered with the guards' corpses. Each of them was missing an arm or a leg. Blood flowed through the cracks in the floor, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. Among the high pile of corpses, a woman in a black robe and a rabbit mask stepped on Camille's bloodied face; she rubbed Camille's face against the ground and listened to her screams.

"No, don't kill me. I'll give you anything you want! I have money and priceless red wine in the cellar. If you spare me, then these are all yours."

"If I kill you, aren't these all mine as well?"

The black-robed woman bent downward as blood dripped from the rabbit mask, and she held a ledger in her hand that told her that the manor had sent gifts to Blackmoon Castle a few days ago. "You seem to have a connection to Blackmoon Castle?"

Blackmoon Castle?

Camille seemed to have grasped onto a life-saving straw. "Yes, I'm their ally. I'm warning you—Blackmoon Castle is a new faction at the border, and they're connected to the border count! They have dozens of silver-tier warriors and countless treasures in the castle. If you dare to treat me like this, they won't let you off so easily."

"I didn't ask you that many questions." The black-robed woman broke one of Camille's arms.

Argh!

"Who are you? Why are you treating me like this?" Camille screamed in pain. What did she do wrong?

"I'm Lady Gluttony, one of the seven great sins of the Demoness Bandit Gang, or you can call me Lady Gluttony. Blackmoon Castle has killed many of my Demoness Bandit Gang members. In return, I want to prepare a small gift for them. However, that's not why you'll die. I'm just too hungry."

Lady Gluttony stroked Camille's snow-white neck. One could hear it as she licked her lips behind the mask before she bit down hard on the flesh.

"I'm going to start eating. If you don't want to feel too uncomfortable, don't resist me."

One could only hear the sound of chewing in the manor. The sun had set, and it left a strange red trace in the silent manor.

..

"Young Master Watson, something terrible has happened! Three manors were attacked last night, including the Vermilion Manor. No one survived the attack, and there were traces of gnawing on their bodies. Some people said that they had encountered a magical beast!"

Early the following day, Watson had just woken up when Alan, dressed neatly, stood beside him and gave him a report.

Watson held a homemade toothbrush in his mouth before he cleaned his mouth with salt. A moment later, he took a sip of water, rinsed his mouth, and spat it out through the window. "It's winter, but it only snowed lightly yesterday. The magical beasts are out already?"

That was the first time he had experienced winter since he came to that world. He had heard rumors that after the heavy snow sealed the mountains, the magical beasts in the Misty Forest would wander outside due to the lack of food.

However, that was when the snow was at its peak. It had not reached that stage yet.

"Young Master, I suspect that it was not the magical beasts that killed the people, but—" Allen looked out the window thoughtfully. After he was sure that there was no one under the window, he began to speak. Then, he hesitated.

"What is it?"

Allen said, "I suspect that it was a human. Do you still remember Lady Gluttony who escaped yesterday? When we found her, she was biting the Shabby Bandit Gang leader, Sven. If we hadn't arrived in time, that old man would have been eaten. Do you think she was the one who did that last night?"

When Watson did not respond, Allen continued to say, "The other manors are saying that the Vermilion Manor ended like this because Blackmoon Castle had angered the bandit gangs, and they wanted revenge! A few of the owners are waiting in the hall right now. They want to seek an explanation from you. Do you want to meet them?"

"Yes, why not?"

Watson put the toothbrush back on the cabinet by the bedside. He pinched his face and revealed an innocent smile that was unique to children his age.

..

In the hall on Blackmoon Castle's first floor.

Three gorgeous people were sitting on the sofa. They included a middle-aged man with light yellow hair and a high forehead, a black-bearded old man in a boat-shaped hat, and a gorgeous woman in sultry clothes.

"The master of Blackmoon Castle is really arrogant. He made us wait for half an hour. How much longer does he want us to wait?"

The middle-aged man with yellow hair and a high hairline held a glass of red wine and gestured for the maid behind him to fill it up for him. "However, the environment here is quite comfortable. I have been to the kingdom's famous noble territory as a guest before, and the environment there was only average in standard."

After he tasted the wine, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes comfortably. "If I'm not wrong, this glass of wine should be the top red wine produced by the Vermillion Winery ten years ago! The taste is mellow, and the aftertaste is quite profound. A bottle is worth at least 50 gold coins. I didn't expect that Camille would be willing to send one here. It's a pity that they were massacred last night. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink this kind of wine anymore."

"Morgan, don't be so hypocritical here. You also run a red wine business. Now that there's one less competitor, you should be happy, right?" A woman dressed in sultry clothes spoke with disdain; she had wavy brown hair, and her body emitted a strong scent.

The black-bearded old man was called Jack. His family traded in the magical beast business. At that moment, he took a pipe from his pocket and lit it with a match. After he took a puff of smoke, he laughed and leaned against the sofa.

"Christine, you're right. Logically speaking, without competitors, we can occupy a favorable position in the deal with Blackmoon Castle! However, there's a prerequisite—they have to protect us. Otherwise, other people might kill or hate us because of them, and we won't be able to do anything."

How could they make money if they were already dead?

Morgan and Christine were quiet when they heard what the older man said. They had heard about the Vermilion Manor, and their hearts trembled. That was why they had chosen to go to Blackmoon Castle to ask for an explanation. They valued Blackmoon Castle for its strength and resources.

As a manor allied to Blackmoon Castle, how could they be at ease when several manors had been massacred before any formal transaction had even begun?

"Don't worry. Even though it was not Blackmoon Castle's fault, I will still give everyone an explanation."

A tender voice echoed as Watson led Allen down the stairs.

When three manor owners saw Watson, they stood up at the same time to show their respect.

Morgan sneered; he looked a little dissatisfied. "It wasn't Blackmoon Castle's fault? Does Young Master Watson think that it was our fault then? If you didn't provoke the bandits, they wouldn't have targeted us. Blackmoon Castle may be powerful, but we are not afraid. It has been hard on us—the small manor owners."

"Shut up! How can you be so disrespectful toward Young Master Watson? Besides, how can you blame him for this? Even if Young Master Watson didn't do anything, won't the bandits still kill people?" Allen growled.

Jack and Christine did not say anything because they knew that Allen was right. They were not there to blame Watson but to take advantage of the opportunity to get some benefits.

"Allen, I understand the feelings of these manor owners. It's normal for them to be afraid when a manor has been attacked. Don't be too impulsive; it's not good to scare the guests."

Watson smiled elegantly and waved his hand. "It just so happens that we destroyed two bandit groups yesterday. We seized a lot of things! Allen, please bring those things here as an apology to the manor owners."

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Chapter 105: The Fight Had Begun

"There are 50 sets of bronze-tier armor and over 300 iron-tier weapons. Do you think that these things would send us on our way?"

Ten minutes later, Morgan stared at the pile of bloodstained equipment on the ground; he was displeased.

He did not have any complaints about the equipment. After all, a single piece of bronze-tier equipment was worth several to ten gold coins, while an iron-tier weapon was worth dozens of silver coins. Those items were worth thousands of gold coins; it was equivalent to one-tenth of his manor's total assets.

However, most of the equipment on the ground was incomplete. For example, some of the armors were missing something, and some of them had been blown to pieces. Other than a few pieces of iron plates attached to the waist, the rest of the equipment had many holes. One could not tell its defensive capabilities, but one would definitely feel the cool breeze.

It was a pile of junk.

"I'm very sorry. Unfortunately, when my men wiped out the bandit gang yesterday, they had exerted too much strength and accidentally damaged their equipment. I hope you can forgive me."

Watson smiled as he apologized sincerely.

They should forget about the silver-tier warriors; those who had helped out the previous day also included silver-tier mages. Those items had been collected with great difficulty when they were cleaning up the battlefield.

"Young Master Watson, you're not very honest," Jack said with a bitter smile as he bit his pipe.

Everyone knew Blackmoon Castle was powerful; else, they would not have wanted to form an alliance with them. However, even though they were powerful, they still took those items and gave them to the manor owners even though they knew that most of them had been damaged. Did Young Master Watson want to bully them?

Morgan, who had the worst temper, immediately said, "Young Master Watson, I don't like trash! If you can't give me compensation in good faith, then don't blame me for breaking our alliance with Blackmoon Castle."

"Sure, then you're free to leave now."

Watson stopped smiling and offered his hand toward Morgan.

"You—"

Morgan's face was full of rage. He was about to say something else when Watson interrupted him. "Aren't you threatening to revoke your contract with Blackmoon Castle? Don't forget that you were the ones who requested this, not us. Leave your manor; the items inside also belong to me. However, I prefer peace, so I am not willing to do that."

When Watson spoke, he had the aura of a gold-tier warrior. It suppressed everyone there, and that included Allen. It made them feel a little breathless.

"Also, when did I say that I would give these things to you as they are now?"

Watson activated the fusion system.

He waved his right hand, and the hundreds of equipment on the ground immediately turned into streaks of light. Then, they fused and turned into a set of golden armor.

[Gold-tier God's Blessing Holy Light Armor.]

[Effect: able to resist the defense of gold-tier warriors. Upon wearing it, the user's cultivation speed will increase by 100%.]

[Additional Effects: negative resistance (eliminates hunger, dizziness, poison, and other harmful effects), transformation, magic immunity, physical immunity, light-elemental enchantment (upon wearing this armor and touching a weapon, it will release light-elemental combat aura, and the combat aura will become stronger under the sunlight).]

[Additional skills: Holy Angel Summon (after absorbing enough sunlight, can summon a holy angel with the strength of a gold-tier warrior).]

The back of the gold-tier armor was made of gilded gold with six wings, and each feather was lifelike. It was a one-piece armor—a breastplate and shoulder armor on top, and a long skirt shaped like a sharp sword for the bottom. The design was gorgeous; it looked like clothes worn by the gods in fairy tales.

"This is—"

Morgan stared at the golden armor in front of him. The wine glass in his hand fell onto the floor with a clatter, and the wine spilled all over the floor. The carpet was soaked red. "Gold-tier defensive equipment!"

The pipe in Jack's mouth also fell onto the floor; it had landed on his right shoe. It was not until it burned a hole in his magical-beast-hide boots that he reacted. He quickly picked up his pipe, and his voice trembled as he said, "It is gold-tier equipment, indeed. I am not mistaken! To be able to fuse a pile of junk and change its quality, what kind of magic is this?"

He felt like he was dreaming. He had heard that Blackmoon Castle was rich and powerful. At first, he thought that the resources in the castle were supplied by the border count. However, he finally understood that Blackmoon Castle was rich because of Watson.

Even Allen, who was fully equipped with gold-tier equipment and was used to Watson's methods, could not help but stare blankly at the young child.

"I must be hallucinating." Christine rubbed her eyes as she moved closer to the armor. Her eyes shone brightly. Women would always be attracted to shiny things. When she was only one step away from the armor, Allen grabbed her hand, and she finally reacted. She stopped and turned to look at Watson as she breathed rapidly.

"Young Master Watson, do you mean to give this equipment to us? But there's only one armor. It's not enough for us to share."

Blackmoon Castle was so powerful that they would use magic to create an illusion to fool them. It meant that everything in front of them was real. There was gold-tier armor in front of them. That was the first time she had seen gold-tier equipment in her life.

"It is up to you how you would like to share it. I just want you to know that Blackmoon Castle has the strength to protect you."

Watson put his hands behind his back and laughed. "As for who gets this armor, it depends on which one of you offers the highest price."

He could tell that those people were there to get benefits from him. Then he would tell those people that there were benefits, but they needed to work hard to fight for them.

"I'll go first! Young Master Watson, my manor is involved in the flesh trade, and I have many beautiful girls under me. I don't think there are that many maids in Blackmoon Castle, so why don't I send some of them to be your maids?"

Christine bit her lips, leaned close to Watson's ear, and lowered her voice.

When she saw Watson frown, she winked at him, "Young Master Watson, don't reject me yet! I have specially groomed these girls. They are virgins, and they have all kinds of talents. I guarantee that they will make all men forget about everything else but them. However, if you don't like young girls, then I can do it too."

"Christine, you slut, how old are you? Look at yourself in the mirror. How can Young Master Watson be interested in you? Besides, you're an old prostitute. Aren't you afraid that the gold-tier armor would attract the wrong attention? Do you want to die a violent death?"

Morgan sneered, "Give me this gold-tier armor. I'm willing to pay for it with 20 bottles of 20-year-old red wine. If that's not enough, then30 bottles!"

Christine turned around in anger; she did not want to be outdone. "Morgan, you still have the nerve to say that! Who said that they didn't want the things Blackmoon Castle had given us and that they would leave if Blackmoon Castle couldn't give them better items? Go now; no one will stop you!"

"You… I said that in a fit of anger; how can you take it seriously?"

Morgan's face alternated between flushed and pale. He had only said that because he thought that was a pile of junk. He would not have acted so rashly if Watson had shown them the gold-tier equipment. He would not have left even if they broke his legs.

"Young Master Watson, I really want this armor. Do you think I can give you half of the magical beast in my manor?" Jack grabbed his pipe and raised his offer.

Watson pretended to be embarrassed and hit his face with his fingers. "Your conditions are all too good. It's hard for me to agree with a specific person now. Why don't you discuss it again?"

The three manor owners looked at each other as if they were angry roosters—neither of them would let the other go. Unfortunately, they had forgotten the purpose of their visit.

"Allen, close the door and let them talk for a while." Watson waved his hand and walked out of the hall; he indicated for Allen to follow him.

Even though he did not want too many people to know that he had mastered the fusion magic, Nightingale and the guards at the castle had seen it before, so he could no longer hide it. It was better to show it to the manor owners to shake things up a bit.

Soon, Watson and Allen left the hall, and the maids also gradually left.

When Allen closed the door, the two men and a woman immediately roared, "It's mine, this armor is mine", "Why do you have to fight with me?", "Dream on" and so on.

Watson dug his ears, and his expression became serious. "Allen, go and inform the Blackmoon Knights to gather outside the castle! After they are done with their quarrel, we will go to the Misty Forest and meet with Sven. We shall look for Lady Gluttony and annihilate all the bandit gangs along the way."

The destruction of the Vermilion Manor was out of his expectations. Fortunately, only three manor owners were there to look for him. Unfortunately, it might be worse the next time. He could not keep sending them away with gold-tier equipment, and he did not have enough material anyway. The longer he dragged the issue, the more manors would suffer. He had to catch Lady Gluttony as quickly as possible.

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Chapter 106: No One Can Survive The Blackmoon Knights

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"Young Master, the Blackmoon Knights have all assembled."

Half an hour later, Allen stood at the mansion entrance and knelt as he spoke to Watson.

There were 65 Blackmoon Knights behind him. They were neatly dressed and had long swords at their waists; it was a set of silver-tier equipment.

"Lucas, you and the new knights can stay in the castle. Liszt, you should stay too."

Watson swept his gaze across the men in front of him and said, "Allen, choose 20 men and come with me."

They had to leave enough men at the castle if Lady Gluttony or her bandit gang members would attack them. After all, Lady Gluttony was a cunning person, so they had to be on their guard.

"Yes, Young Master Watson."

"Yes, Young Master."

Allen and Liszt agreed at the same time. Then, Allen selected 20 strong knights to go with Watson. Those who were not selected looked disappointed. They thought that they had missed an excellent opportunity to contribute.

The gate of the mansion opened after the troops left. The three manor owners who had quarreled in the hall walked out with their faces bruised and swollen. Christine's clothes were disheveled, with her underwear revealed. There were many scratches on Jack and Morgan's faces; a large part of their beard and hair was missing.

The gold-tier armor that Watson had fused was in Christine's hands.

"Have you decided the winner?" Watson looked back and pretended to ask them.

It seemed that Christine had won. Indeed, women had a unique advantage in a fight.

"Yes, Young Master Watson. Morgan and Jack have agreed to give this armor to me! Don't worry; I'll send 20 maids here tomorrow," Christine said with a pained expression. Her handmaidens were trained singers. If they were sold to a great nobleman, she could get more than ten gold coins for each of them; she would lose a few hundred gold coins in that transaction.

That was only the reward for Blackmoon Castle. She also had to give Morgan 200 gold coins and to sleep with Jack once so that they would not continue to fight over it. She had spent almost 1,000 gold coins to buy the gold-tier armor, which would typically only be enough to purchase regular equipment.

Christine's expression softened, and she smiled as she looked at the armor in her hand.

Gold coins were common; she could still earn more of them. Plus, she had earned a lot; that armor could guarantee her safety.

"Young Master Watson, it looks like you guys are leaving?"

Jack and Morgan had tidied their messy clothes to maintain their poise. Jack, who was missing a piece of his beard, had asked curiously.

"They're just going out to catch a little mouse."

Watson chuckled as he told them softly. However, Christine and the other two knew the mouse that he meant.

When they learned that the Vermillion Manor had been attacked, they panicked. Then, they wished that there were a few more manors near to them. That way, they would have another reason to ask Watson for something. If they had the gold-tier armor, they would not need to be afraid of any attack at all.

Those who were below gold-tier would not be able to break the gold-tier armor's defense, and no gold-tier elites would be a bandit.

"That's right; you guys should come along. Also, please inform the manor owners nearby. Let them see the consequences of causing trouble at the border."

Watson made up his mind about the consequences of going against Blackmoon Castle. Many of the nearby manors knew that Blackmoon Castle had defeated more than ten manors. However, they did not understand how they had won, so he wanted to take the opportunity to let them see it so that it would dispel their worries.

"Young Master Watson, that's not a good idea. I still have things to do," Morgan complained unhappily.

It was not suitable for him to appear in front of others. As for Lady Gluttony's capture, there were already many guards searching for her in Misty Forest. How long would it take for him to find her?

Watson looked at Morgan and said, "You shall help us capture Lady Gluttony. If you can capture her, then I will reward you."

"Morgan, don't go if you don't want to, but I'm going anyway," Jack said immediately.

Christine had already worn her gold armor and lifted her hair. "I'm going too."

"Who said I'm not going?"

Morgan jumped. "Blackmoon Castle is my ally; their trouble is our trouble. I will still go even if there is no reward, Young Master Watson. I have a few iron-tier guards at home, and I will bring them with me later. They might be a little weak, but it's only a search, after all. The more, the merrier."

After he said that, Morgan smiled at Watson with a flattering expression. "Do you think this arrangement is suitable?"

Shameless.

The Blackmoon Knights pursed their lips as they looked at Allen, who was standing beside Watson. They felt that Morgan was very similar to someone they knew.

Allen's expression tensed when he felt their gaze. "Why are you all looking at me?"

Allen bowed to Watson. "Young Master Watson, don't worry. Lady Gluttony escaped because I was too weak last time! But I will capture her this time. I won't mind injuries or even death. However, do you think you can bestow me with two more pieces of gold-tier equipment to help me in capturing her?"

Watson said, "Get lost."

Everyone there tsked when they heard that.

A moment later, Watson and Allen led the chosen 20 Blackmoon Knights and Christine out of Blackmoon Castle.

Then, Watson whistled, and a golden twelve-winged lion that looked like it had been made of gold immediately flew toward him and landed in front of everyone.

Watson climbed onto the Golden Flash's back. He raised his slender arm and waved it in the distance.

"Capture Lady Gluttony and kill the bandit gangs! Blackmoon Knights are on the move, and not a blade of grass will grow!"

"The Knights are on the move; not a blade of grass will grow!"

Those 20 Blackmoon Knights drew their longswords and knocked on the armor on their chests with loud banging sounds.

"They're quite imposing, but the slogan is a little excessive—not a blade of grass will grow. Even if these 20 people are all gold-tier warriors, they won't be able to do it," Morgan said to the two other manor owners beside him with a calm expression. He thought that young people did like to show off; he would have to do more to capture their target.

Gulp.

Morgan was about to say something when he suddenly noticed that his two companions were swallowing their saliva simultaneously. They were staring at the sky without saying another word.

He thought that it was strange, so Morgan took the opportunity to look at the sky above him.

The sky had turned dark.

One by one, the two-headed ligers spread their huge white wings and glided across the sky as they let out ear-piercing roars. The sound of their wings as they flapped was like muffled thunder. There were a thousand of those silver-tier magical beasts, and they had blocked the sun.

"Kill!"

Allen led the 20 Blackmoon Knights as they shouted to call for their mounts. Then, they climbed onto their beast and escorted Watson into the sky.

Watson was in the lead; his right hand pointed at the sky, and his left hand pointed into the distance. A herd of beasts had covered the sky and the sun. He could see his territory on the ground, and his small figure looked so majestic.

The scene was like an eternal painting as it was deeply imprinted in Christine and the other two manor owners' eyes.

If 20 Blackmoon Knights could not make a single blade of grass grow, what about a thousand magical beasts? Those magical beasts would trample the earth wherever they passed, let alone grass.

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Chapter 107: The Magical Beast Army

Boom!

Boom!

"What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"

Bright Manor was a manor located near Blackmoon City; they were a manor that raised cows and sold milk to earn money. They were also one of the manors that had surrendered to Blackmoon Castle in the past few days.

Its fat owner, Norton, was on a chair when he felt the earth shake. The fat on his belly trembled before he felt it in his chest.

His heart shook with the fat. He had just heard the news about how Vermillion Manor had been destroyed the previous day, so he did not dare to go anywhere that day. He ordered more than ten guards in the manor to guard his room and not to take a single step away, and when he heard the commotion outside, he wondered if a bandit gang had attacked his manor.

"Look at how the ground shakes; how many people are there in this bandit gang?"

Norton's lips curled into a bitter smile. He was a very timid person. Otherwise, he would have gone with Jack, Morgan, and Christine when they invited him to Blackmoon Castle during the day to seek justice.

"Master Norton, something terrible has happened. There are many magical beasts outside!"

At that moment, a guard opened the door and rushed in with a panicked expression.

Magical beasts?

Norton closed his eyes in despair. If it were a bandit gang, he would have to hand over all of his assets and kneel on the ground to beg for mercy. Perhaps he could survive then. Those magical beasts would not listen to him, and if he were to fall into their hands, he would be torn to pieces.

It was winter, but it was not time for the magical beasts to be out. How could there be a magical beast?

Then, Norton heard a loud sound from the top of his head. The entire beam of the house had been torn apart until it revealed a huge hole. A ferocious magical beast with two heads poked its head into the hole. Its saliva dripped onto Norton's forehead. Countless similar magical beasts were behind that one. They were so densely packed that one could not see beyond them.

Norton rolled his eyes and sat down on the ground. He almost fainted. What kind of magical beast was that? It was too scary. Furthermore, it could fly. How could one escape from it?

Just as he thought he was doomed, the magical beast suddenly spoke. More accurately, it was the person behind the magical beast who had spoken.

"Norton, come up quickly."

Norton looked up; he realized that the person who spoke was the manor owner, Morgan, who had looked for him during the day. He was on the back of the magical beast, and he had stretched his hand toward; his face was bruised and swollen. He did not know if someone had beaten him.

"Morgan, why are you on a magical beast? What's going on?"

"I'll explain it to you later. Come here and get all the guards in your house too."

..

The Misty Forest.

As the Holy Dragon Kingdom borders, it was the largest forest close to the Dragonspine Snow Mountain. It was rich in magical beasts. The manors that traded in magical beasts at the border would usually capture them from Misty Forest.

The Misty Forest was foggy all year round, so it was easy to get lost in the forest. When the fog was at its thickest, its visitors could not even see their own hands, and the magical beasts there would not usually go out. People said that the Dragonspine Snow Mountain was once the territory of a prosperous country a thousand years ago. Due to various reasons, that country was destroyed, and many magical beasts had appeared.

Whether the rumors were true or not, the fact that there were many ruins in the Misty Forest was genuine. That was why adventurers often went there to explore.

That day, the Misty Forest experienced the most lively moment in its history.

A thousand silver-tier magical beasts, led by a golden lion-like beast, charged into the depths of the Misty Forest.

Some of those magical beasts had a rider on them.

"Morgan, can you tell me what's going on now?" Norton was on the back of a two-winged liger. His face was dull, as if he had not woken up yet.

He had not woken up, indeed. He had been in his manor, and in just a short while, he had arrived at the Misty Forest with his guards beside him. All of them were trying to hold onto the fur of a two-winged liger shamefully; they were shouting things like, "This is a silver-tier magical beast, right?", "It has two heads, it's too overbearing", and "I'm sitting on a silver-tier magical beast."

How useless!

Was it not only a silver-tier magical beast? What was so great about sitting on one? Norton wondered about that. However, it was truly amazing to be able to sit on a silver-tier magical beast and go so far without falling off.

The wind blew on Norton's face like a small knife that cut him. He could not even open his eyes. The silver-tier magic beast was too fast. He could not even see anything in front of him before he passed it with a whoosh. In addition, it was winter. It was no exaggeration to say that if he waited any longer, he might wet his pants.

"Norton, you'll know soon. Blackmoon Castle is capturing someone. Wasn't the Vermillion Manor attacked yesterday? That's the reason Blackmoon Castle wants to wipe out all the bandit groups in the vicinity. We're here to help find the person who attacked the Vermillion Manor. Don't drag me down! Do you see all these magical beasts? These are all from Blackmoon Castle."

Morgan explained with a proud tone as if those magical beasts were his.

Wipe out the bandit gang?

Norton's eyes widened. Blackmoon Castle was too bold. Did they know how many bandit strongholds were there near the Misty Forest? He looked at the magical beasts around him and felt relieved.

Well, no matter how strong those bandit gangs, they would not be able to withstand the damage of so many silver-tier magical beasts.

Besides him, many manor owners were also invited onto the back of the magical beasts. At that moment, they showed the same expression as they looked around with hesitation.

"Allen, which bandit gang is the closest to this place?"

At the front of the team, Watson sat cross-legged on a golden beast as he asked the guard next to him.

Allen took the border map that Nightingale had given him and studied it carefully. "This map doesn't indicate the specific location of the bandit gang. Only a few bandit gangs are marked. It's probably because there aren't many bandits and too much mobility, so it's not easy to investigate. The bandit gang that's closest to this place is marked as the Vortex Bandit Gang."

"Then let's start with them first. As long as they are a bandit gang, leave no one alive."

A cold gleam flashed in Watson's eyes as he commanded the monster horde to charge forward quickly.

During that process, he did not sit idle. When he saw suitable monsters in the Misty Forest, he immediately fused with them.

Since he was already a gold-tier elite, he could fuse with any creature below gold-tier at will.

[System fusion successful. Master has fused two bronze-tier magic beasts—the Wind-splitting Eagle.]

[System fusion successful. Congratulations, Master, for obtaining a silver-tier magical beast—the Giant Ice Bear Claw.]

..

Numerous fusion notifications echoed in Watson's mind, and the number of magic beasts that followed him increased continuously.

His idea was straightforward. On the way to exterminating the bandit gang, he would kill as many magical beasts as he could. Not only would he increase his strength, but he would also be able to prevent those magical beasts from harming others during the winter.

When he saw the same thing, such as two iron-tier pythons magical beasts entangled in a tree and mating, Watson fused them into a bronze-tier Water-bucket Python. When he saw more magical beasts flocked out of the forest, he fused them into a silver-tier Storm Eagle.

Other than fusing with similar magic beasts, he had also fused with many different magical beasts. There were some winged pigs, three-headed rabbits, and other strange beasts.

Within a short period, the light around Watson continued to shine. The number of magical beasts had increased several times from the initial one thousand, and the number continued to rise.

"Do you feel that the number of magical beasts around you has increased?"

Norton, who was on a two-winged liger, hugged his shoulders and shivered as he asked weakly.

"You just noticed?" someone beside him asked.

The manor owner raised his head and saw a manor owner held by a five-meter-tall white giant bear. The bear's arms were covered with spiral patterns, and its claws were sharper than swords. It crushed the trees nearby; its blood-red eyes were staring at the poor man in its hands. It roared and spat on his face.

Norton turned his head again and found that the giant goshawk in the air held more people. Their screams spread far and wide.

What?

Norton swallowed his saliva; he felt that the magical beast under his bottom was not so scary anymore. It seemed like he could control those beasts.

Did Blackmoon Castle's master summon all those magical beasts? It seemed like he could control the magical beasts. What kind of magic was that? There was no need to create so many magical beasts to kill those bandit gangs. Were they trying to flatten the entire Misty Forest?

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Chapter 108: The End Of The Bandits

"Boss, something terrible has happened. There are a lot of magical beasts outside! It seems that there is a magical beast riot in the Misty Forest! There are at least 10,000 of them. Should we inform our brothers and evacuate this area?"

Near the Misty Forest, on a certain mountain peak.

On the low mountain peak, there were tall walls and many kinds of buildings. A person dressed as a bandit asked the tall and sturdy leader who was wearing sky-blue armor in front of him. His expression looked panicked.

There were also a few other people dressed in the same attire behind that particular bandit. They all seemed to be in a panic.

When he saw the injuries on his subordinate, the Vortex Bandit Gang leader turned his head and frowned. "Logically speaking, now is not the time for magical beasts to come out of the mountain. Why are there so many magical beasts here? Forget it. Take all of our valuables with us. We'll retreat."

The bandit gang did not have a fixed home. Most of them would choose the mountain top outside the Misty Forest as their base because there were many magical beasts there during winter. The forest was easy to defend but hard to attack, and when the magical beasts were out during the winter, the bandit gang would follow them for their hunt. It was even more impossible for anyone to attack that place.

The bandits did as commanded; they dragged large and small bags as they descended the mountain.

"Hurry Up!"

"Hurry up, or I will kill you all!"

Along the way, some bandits commanded a group of young girls in shabby clothes; they whipped and scolded them.

Those young girls were women they had brought back from their hunt a few winters ago. Some of them were from noble families. The bandits loved their tender flesh. After they were brought back and tortured for a few years, their hair and faces had become unkempt, and their eyes were dull; their bodies trembled when they saw the whip. They did not dare to resist.

When they saw those young girls, some bandits' eyes flashed. "Boss, even though I don't know why the magical beasts in the Misty Forest would riot ahead of time, this is a good opportunity! Winter has started so early this year; it means that we have more time to go out. We might even be able to catch a few beautiful women. I'm tired of playing with the ones in front of us."

"Alright, we'll talk about it after we leave the Misty Forest," the Vortex Bandit Gang leader said as he looked backward.

Boom!

A series of explosions came from behind them. The milky white fog stirred in the endless Misty Forest. Since he was standing on the mountainside, he could see the trees below them breaking rapidly.

"These magical beasts are too fast. Are normal magical beasts that fast?" The Vortex Bandit Gang leader looked down with a puzzled expression. He took the opportunity to make a gesture of indication for his subordinates to stop. "Wait, let these magical beasts go past us first."

The Vortex Bandit Gang was not a large group, but they had existed for nearly ten years. They were very familiar with the changes in the Misty Forest. Usually, when the magical beasts were in a riot, they would run and tear apart anyone in front of them, but they would not take the initiative to climb. Therefore, the bandits chose to nest in the hilly area of the forest. They knew that the magical beasts would not hurt them if they could not retreat in time.

The Vortex Bandit Gang members made the right choice, but the result was out of their expectations.

Roar!

A goshawk appeared in front of them; it had turned from a small black dot into a huge monster. Its wings, which were several meters long, streaked across the sky as it cast a shadow on the ground.

The eagle's wings brought up a green storm, which was dozens of meters high. Sand and stones flew as the bandits squinted their eyes. The rocks hit the armor on their bodies with a bang.

"This is the Storm Eagle, a silver-tier magical beast!" the Vortex Bandit Gang leader muttered as he looked at the sky.

The magical beasts were usually weaker during the early winter and stronger at the end. They would only see one or two silver-tier magical beasts at the end of winter in previous years. They did not expect to see one that year, so they were unlucky.

"Boss, look!"

A bandit's voice trembled as he pointed in the direction of the Storm Eagle.

Countless black shadows were behind that silver-tier magical beast. The sound as their wings flapped was like thunder and waves. Those black shadows quickly arrived in front of them—they were ferocious magical beasts with two heads. Those tiger and lion heads roared alternately, and behind those magical beasts, there were also thousands more different magical beasts with wings.

All those magical beasts only had one characteristic, and that was that they emitted a silver-tier aura.

"These are all silver-tier magical beasts?"

The Vortex Bandit Gang leader and a group of his subordinates could hear the sound of ping-pong from their hands. All the bags they carried had fallen to the ground, and the things inside were scattered all around them.

They wondered if they had seen it wrongly. Most of the magical beasts that ventured outside the forest were iron-tier beasts. Why were those in front of them silver-tier?

The bandits were in fear and disbelief; they even forgot to run away. Soon after that, they saw thousands of magical beasts in the sky. Their heads turned at the same time, and a dazzling light beam was condensed in their mouths. Together, they formed a light cannon that spanned over a hundred meters, and it swept across their bodies.

Kacha!

The mountain peak tilted and broke; the hundred-meter-tall mountain peak slid down gradually.

A few girls in ragged clothes looked at the falling mountain and then at the corpses that had been vaporized by battle aura, the scattered jewelry, and the magical beasts that filled the sky. They did not speak for a long time, but their eyes had light again.

..

Allen was on a two-winged liger beast a few miles away from the mountain peak. He looked back; he said with some regret, "Young Master Watson, it was not easy to destroy a bandit gang, and even the hill was flattened. Are we really not going to take their treasures?"

"No need. Those treasures will be left to those who were imprisoned by the bandit gang. I think they need those more than we do. We are here to kill bandits." Watson's right hand, which was covered with a light-elemental combat aura, held a bloody head. Then, he waved his left hand. "Which is the next bandit group?"

"Young Master Watson, it's the Fury Soul Bandit Gang!"

"What about the next one?"

"It's the Extreme Evil Bandit Gang!"

"What about the next one?"

"Yes…" Allen flipped the map. "Young Master Watson, the map has the locations of dozens of bandit groups. I guess we'll have to ask Sven about the rest."

"Then we'll crush these people first and then find Sven."

..

That day was the end of the bandits.

Dozens of bandit gangs of various sizes around the Misty Forest were all annihilated within a day.

They had about a thousand members altogether, but not a single one survived the attack. Even the mountain they occupied collapsed because of the magical beasts' attacks. Those were witnessed by the people who had managed to escape from the bandit gangs.

Those people remembered countless pairs of wings and countless silver magical beasts. They also saw a golden lion-like creature with twelve wings that danced among the silver-tier magical beasts. Then, they also saw the youth on that magical beast; he looked like a king.

Some people said that the youth was Watson, the youngest child of the Blackmoon Castle's master; he was the eighth son.

The sun was setting.

Sven sat on the top of the hill where the Shabby Bandit Gang was located. He wiped the Undead Calamity staff in his hand. He would stroke his neck occasionally as he waited quietly.

There was a thick bandage wrapped around his neck. His two injuries had almost healed after he had eaten the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs that Blackmoon Castle had given him. He still had the remaining eggs and silver-tier armor.

"It's almost time."

He had left a message for Blackmoon Castle to look for him when they wanted to capture Lady Gluttony. He was confident that the other party would visit him.

Not long after that, the mountain peak began to tremble; his eyes lit up. "They're here."

However, his expression turned to shock.

Thousands of magical beasts had gathered in front of the mountain; it almost made the peak impenetrable. Those magical beasts were at least bronze-tier, and some of them were even silver-tier. There were more than five thousand of them, and some had men on their backs.

Sven was about to go to them when he saw a flash of golden light in front of him. Watson rode down on the Golden Flash and threw dozens of heads in front of him. "Mr. Sven, we meet again! These are the heads from the bandit gangs nearby. Count them and see if the number matches with what you know."

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Chapter 109: The Great Crimes Conference

"The Fury Soul Bandit Gang, the Vortex Bandit Gang, the Extreme Evil Bandit Gang… a total of 50 heads."

Sven counted the heads on the ground in front of him. Those heads had threads condensed from light-elemental combat aura. Their eyes were wide open, and some even had a terrified expression on their faces. It was as if they had seen something horrible when they were alive.

After he counted several times, Sven was sure that he had calculated correctly. He stared at Watson with wide eyes, his face filled with disbelief.

There were 50 bandit gang leaders. In other words, Watson had killed dozens of bandit gangs, which equated to a few thousand people. There were one or two hundred bandit gangs in the entire Misty Forest.

"Young Master Watson, I know all the bandit gang leaders. Other than those people, there are still some other bandits around the Misty Forest. It's just that there aren't many of them, so I don't know—" Sven said weakly as he looked at the sky behind Watson; there were twenty Blackmoon Knights on two-winged ligers, as well as many powerful magical beasts around them.

Tens of thousands of those magical beasts included more than five thousand silver-tier magical beasts. That kind of power was much stronger than what Sven had seen in the Blackmoon Castle the previous day. Had they kept their strength hidden from him?

Sven felt his heart tremble.

It was no wonder Blackmoon Castle had dared to let him go and did not covet the Undead Calamity staff in his hands. That little thing was nothing compared to Blackmoon Castle.

"Mr. Sven, all bandits must die. I'll have to trouble you to lead the way later. Choose a magical beast you like to go with us."

Watson smiled at Sven and stretched his hand outward. It was a very gentle tone, but it made Sven break out in cold sweat.

All bandits must die. Was he not a bandit too?

He must still be useful if Watson did not kill him yet. Would the young man do it after he had led them to their destination?

His wish had not been fulfilled, so he could not die just yet. However, how could he deal with Blackmoon Castle?

He looked at the endless magical beasts around him. Their fierce eyes and the saliva that dripped down their fangs forced him to make up his mind. Perhaps there was only one thing he could do.

Plop!

With a muffled sound, Sven knelt in front of Watson. "Young Master Watson, I am willing to point out the location of the remaining bandit gang, but I have one condition! After this matter is over, I hope that Young Master Watson can accept me into Blackmoon Castle and let me be a guard in your residence. I will be extremely grateful for that."

"A mere bandit wants to join Blackmoon Castle? Do you know how much innocent blood has been spilled on your hands? Blackmoon Castle doesn't want people like you."

Allen looked down from his liger and interrupted Sven's words with disdain.

As expected, it did not work.

Sven's expression was gloomy. That was the best idea he had; he needed strength to take revenge.

The strongest strength he knew at the border was the Fairy Castle, followed by Blackmoon Castle. The count would definitely not help him, and Watson might not either. However, he only needed a thousand silver-tier magical beasts to complete his quest for revenge.

Unfortunately, Allen's words shattered his wish. He was only a dirty bandit. It was good enough that they did not shun him. Why would anyone kindly take him in?

Allen saw Sven lowering his head and was about to say something when Watson waved his hand. "Allen, I don't think Mr. Sven is a bad man. If he sincerely wants to join Blackmoon Castle, then I'll reluctantly accept him. I'll blame it on my generosity."

"Really, Young Master Watson, you're too kind," Allen complained unhappily as he echoed Watson's words.

Sven raised his head excitedly. "Really? Young Master Watson, are you really going to take me in?"

"Of course, but there is a price. After you become my subordinate, I want you to guard that mountain peak and continue to be the Shabby Bandit Gang leader. I'll send a few of the Blackmoon Knights to be your subordinate. You must take that opportunity to recruit the bandits nearby. From now on, there can only be one bandit gang at the border."

Watson raised a finger. His voice was immature, but his words were very domineering.

"Let those who obey me enjoy wealth and glory, and those who disobey me will die."

"Young Master Watson, what do you mean?"

Sven understood Watson's thoughts; he sucked in a breath of cold air. Even if he knew all the bandit gangs in the vicinity, he could not do everything at once. It was impossible for Watson to wipe out all the bandit gangs. Some might have escaped; they could occupy a mountain and create a new group.

That was also why the border count could not wipe out the bandit gangs even if he sent people to surround them.

Watson was ruthless. He attracted the bandits who could not be killed to his side so that they could become the most significant bandit leader. He controlled his subordinates and solved the root of the problem.

That was something he did not dare to think or do. Indeed, the world belonged to young men, and he was already old. Sven sighed and knelt on one knee in front of Watson with heartfelt admiration.

"I shall obey Young Master Watson's orders."

..

A little deeper in the Misty Forest, in the middle of five towering peaks.

A woman in a gorgeous black dress and a ferocious rabbit mask floated along the iron chains that connected each peak; she was headed toward the highest peak in the center.

"Lady Gluttony, the remaining five ladies have been waiting for you at the Great Sin Temple."

When the woman floated to the top of the mountain, the gauze on the faces of the two maidservants swayed as they bowed their heads and spoke to her respectfully.

"Very well. I'll go there now." Lady Gluttony giggled. Suddenly, she noticed something and asked, "By the way, why are there only five people? Shouldn't there be six besides me?"

The maidservant said, "It seems that something has happened in Monte Town, so Lady Pride is currently dealing with it. She doesn't have time to come here."

"As expected of a woman who has been branded with the sin of pride. She is really arrogant!" The sound of licking came from under Lady Gluttony's mask. "I had thought with the gathering of the Seven Great Sins, I would have the chance to devour each of them. What a pity."

Her gaze swept over the two maids; it caused them to shiver. Then, Lady Gluttony floated to a spiked temple in the middle of the mountain peak. The door was open.

Among the stone pillars, there was a round table with five women sitting around it. The first seat and the third seat were empty. The rest of the seats were taken; each of the women wore a different mask.

When one counted the second seat to the last seat, the first woman had her head on a pillow as she drooled, and she wore a black wizard eye mask. The second woman had an ox-horn mask, and she was quite plump. The third woman was dressed luxuriously with jewelry on her neck and ears, and she also had a mask made of gold. Then, the fourth woman was in a hooded robe, while the fifth person was a small girl.

"Hey, five pieces of trash! Long time no see, are you all still alive?"

Lady Gluttony walked toward those women quickly and greeted them warmly.

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Chapter 110: Attack On The Demoness Bandit Gang

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Gluttony, you'll die first before we do."

The one who spoke was a plump woman in an angry ox-horn mask.

Her name was Lady Wrath, which corresponded to the wrath of the Seven Great Sins. Her strength was in the middle of the seven great sins, and since she was on par with Lady Gluttony, the two of them always fought whenever they met.

"Wrath, you're still the same. Every time you open your mouth, it's like you've eaten some gunpowder," Lady Gluttony chuckled. Her steps paused before she turned into a shadow and arrived in front of Lady Wrath swiftly. The rabbit-head mask on her face flushed red. "Do you know that it's effortless to be killed just like that?"

A cheerful smile spread out from under the mask as her hands clutched around Wrath's neck.

"Teleportation? You've advanced to gold-tier?"

She asked the question with difficulty. The ox-horn mask that she wore also squirmed. A powerful force poured into her body, and it caused her to stand up abruptly. She turned into a muscular giant that was over five meters tall and pushed Lady Gluttony away. "Don't worry," she said condescendingly.

Each of the Great Sin Masks had a magical spell attached to it. The spell that matched the Wraith's mask was Goliath—the higher the rage, the bigger her body's transformation.

"I haven't advanced to gold-tier yet, but I'll be there soon."

Gluttony took a few steps backward from Wraith before she headed straight for the seat of honor. "The Storm Bandit Gang and the Shabby Bandit Gang are well-known as the three bandit gangs at the border with us, but their leaders were all idiots! Especially Veigar, though he tasted excellent. It's a pity that I didn't get to eat Sven. Otherwise, I would have been a gold-tier warrior by now."

"Gluttony, I heard about what happened to you. You've really caused a lot of trouble."

The person who spoke was a woman dressed luxuriously and had jewelry all over her body. As she spoke, the jewelry collided and sounded like a wind chime. She held a few coins in her hand. Every time she tossed them upward, one of the coins would disappear, and her aura would also become stronger.

"Just like what Greed said, Gluttony, I know what you've done," the little girl at the last seat said.

The young girl was in a pure white fox mask; there were not many patterns on it. Her chubby hands and legs and undeveloped body proved that she was only a little over ten years old.

"According to the response from the people I control in the other bandit groups, Blackmoon Castle led a team to the Misty Forest to exterminate the bandit gangs! It is said that they have mastered a magical ability to control the magical beasts. They can even control silver-tier magical beasts. Many bandits were torn into pieces before they could even see their shadows."

The young girl seemed to be lamenting the tragic scene. She took a deep breath. Then, after she had calmed down, she continued to say, "I reckon that the Blackmoon Castle army will attack us soon! They would make a big move. Gluttony, this is because you decided to destroy some of the manors under their protection!"

"Lust, please watch your words. Even if I didn't destroy those manors, do you really think that they won't come for us? Besides, Blackmoon Castle killed so many of our people. I'm just returning the favor. Is there anything wrong with that?"

As she spoke, Lady Gluttony went to the first seat and was about to sit down.

Bang!

At that moment, the black-haired woman who had been sleeping in the second seat suddenly bounced from the pillow. A big snot bubble burst as she reached out to grab Lady Gluttony.

"Sloth, what are you doing?"

Gluttony's body trembled, and she wanted to sit down, but she did not move.

"That seat belongs to Pride! If you want to sit there, you'll have to defeat me." Sloth's voice was very pleasant, but she spoke very slowly and tiredly. Every time she said a few words, she would pause for a moment to catch her breath.

"Pride is not here. What's wrong with me sitting in the first seat? Anyway, I'm about to become a gold-tier warrior. When that time comes, I'll be on the same level as that old woman. All you silver-tier scum will have to listen to me, understand?"

Lady Gluttony sneered and broke free from Sloth's hand.

Her words caused her companions to frown and stop what they were doing at the same time. The Demoness Bandit Gang's rules were very simple. The strongest will get the final say, and their seats were arranged according to that. Lady Pride was their only gold-tier elite. If Lady Gluttony were to reach goal-tier, then they would have to listen to her.

"Even if you were to reach gold-tier, you're still no match for Pride," the woman who symbolized laziness said.

"That might not be the case."

Gluttony spread her hands out confidently. "I intentionally lured Blackmoon Castle to attack the bandit gangs. According to my speculation, Blackmoon Castle is very likely related to the border count. The young master of the castle, Watson, is most likely his illegitimate son. Once we catch him, we'll be able to control the border! Not only that, Blackmoon Castle also has dozens of silver-tier warriors and even more silver-tier magical beasts. If I were to devour all of them, then I would be the strongest person in the world."

Gluttony's mask gave her the ability to devour. If she were to consume something, she would be able to obtain all their powers, including their talent.

The border count's child must be very talented in magic cultivation.

"Gluttony, don't forget our goal, which is to resurrect the Demoness Church and rebuild the Mask of Great Sin! The reason we're hiding at the border is to avoid the attention of the kingdom's higher-ups. What if you make too much of a ruckus and people target us instead?" the young girl said lustfully.

"So what? We've been hiding for a long time, and we've tried all kinds of ways to repair the mask. But in the end, the mask still can't be repaired, right? I think that all of you have been fooled by that arrogant old woman. If Blackmoon Castle attacks us later, I can give you a part of the prey. Let's become stronger together. When that arrogant old woman comes back, we'll kill her. What do you think?"

"How dare you!" Sloth's tone became furious, and she was about to say something.

Boom!

At that moment, a loud sound came from outside the hall, and the whole mountain shook. Lady Gluttony said, "My food is finally here. If you disagree with me, just wait here." Then she flew out without hesitation.

The remaining women looked at each other; they were speechless.

"What should we do now?"

"What else can we do? The enemy is already here. Even if we disagree with Gluttony's methods, we can only go out and destroy them," Lady Greed said with her hands behind her back. Her tone was quite relaxed.

"The other party has quite many silver-tier magical beasts," the young girl reminded them lecherously.

"What's a silver-tier magical beast? We've been working at the border for so long, and we have a trump card that no mere silver-tier magical beast can compare. I am sure that all of you are clear on that," Lady Greed continued to speak.

Since everyone was silent, it was clear that they had tacitly agreed. The golden mask on her face shone. "It's time to activate that thing, the thing that was left behind by the god we believe in—the Primordial Demoness!"

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Chapter 111: The Evil God Sculpture

On the five mountains where the Demoness Bandit Gang was located.

Watson was on the Golden Flash as he floated on the side of the central peak. He counted the magical beasts that he had fused.

Twenty thousand bronze-tier magical beasts were on the ground. There were five thousand silver-tier magical beasts as well as the two-winged ligers. All of them circled the sky.

Just like human warriors would develop combat aura wings when they reached silver-tier, magical beasts would also grow wings when they reached silver-tier. Those with wings might not necessarily be silver-tier magical beasts, but silver-tier magical beasts would definitely have wings.

"Young Master Watson, when are we going to attack?"

Allen led 20 Blackmoon Knights; they were on two-winged ligers, and they stayed beside Watson to protect him. Sven was next to him and a group of manor owners who were shouting loudly.

Some of those manor owners were on the magical beasts, while some of the beasts held others. They were suffering unspeakably.

Watson had led everyone to the hill where the Shabby Bandit gang was located. After they found Sven, they immediately returned to Sven's lead. They searched the Misty Forest and carried out carpet bombing; they wiped out all the bandit gangs' strongholds around the Misty Forest.

They had managed to wipe out at least a hundred bandit gangs. The remaining bandit gangs were mostly useless. After they heard that Blackmoon Castle would attack them, they had fled; they did not even bother to bring their treasures.

The magical beasts that surrounded the Demoness Bandit Gang's stronghold were covered in blood. As they had devoured many bandits, their eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.

"Allen, we're not in a hurry to attack. We'll just wait here. The Demoness Bandits Gang won't be able to resist coming out by themselves! There's only one bandit gang left near Blackmoon Castle. It'll be over after we clear them out."

Watson chuckled and turned his head to look at some of the manor owners who were not far from him. "Everyone, I brought you here because I wanted you to help me find Lady Gluttony! We have already fought in the Misty Forest and have yet to see any traces of her. This means that she has already returned to her lair. None of you have captured Lady Gluttony, so I can't give you any rewards."

"Young Master Watson, you must be joking. It has been our honor to come along and witness Blackmoon Castle's heroic deeds. How can we ask for a reward?"

It's already our fortune to be able to come along and witness the heroic appearance of the Blackmoon Castle. How can we still ask for rewards?" Christine said; she was in gold-tier armor, and she was on the back of a two-winged liger. Her face was pale, as if she had just vomited.

"Christine is right. We can't help it that we're too weak. We're lucky that Young Master Watson didn't punish us."

The other manor owner, Morgan, spoke up as well. After he said that, he vomited and almost fell off the liger.

He was not like Christine, who was protected by gold-tier armor. Along the way, the rapid flight of the silver-tier magical beast almost took his life.

He was a hot-tempered person, but after he saw Watson's ruthless methods against the bandits, he no longer dared to voice his opinion.

Lady Gluttony had only injured a few Blackmoon Knights, but Watson had wanted to destroy all the bandit gangs, including the Demoness Bandit Group. If he were to anger Watson, would he not end up in a miserable state?

Morgan still remembered the scene a few hours ago when Watson had controlled tens of thousands of magical beasts to infiltrate the bandit gangs. There were only a few hundred pitiful bandits, and there were also some bronze-tier elites. Unfortunately, those silver-tier magical beasts crushed them like minced meat.

There were even worse things. Some bandits were asleep in caves. Before they knew what had happened, the mountain peak had been shattered by the magic from those tens of thousands of magical beasts and buried them forever.

"Thanks to Blackmoon Castle, all the bandit gangs nearby have been wiped out. We won't have to be afraid when winter comes!"

"Yes, yes, it's safe now. This is the biggest reward that Blackmoon Castle has given us!"

The other manor owners also chimed in; they were not fools. They knew why Watson had insisted on bringing them along when he wiped out the bandit gangs. It was not only to search for one person, but he also wanted to intimidate them.

Watson had succeeded.

They knew that the magical beasts were their teammates. Most of them wanted to pee their pants when they stood beside those beasts. They were also disappointed when they saw their guards trembling beside the beasts.

They looked at the Blackmoon Castle guards. All of them were silver-tier warriors who had remained calm in the face of danger. Then, they looked at their subordinates—they were useless even though they were iron and bronze-tier. They could not be compared to those Blackmoon Castle guards.

While they thought about that, their guards were also looking at them. They wondered why their bosses could not equip them with silver-tier equipment and magical beasts like Watson. If they had known that Blackmoon Castle was recruiting people two months ago, they would have gone too.

Boom!

While everyone was lost in their thoughts, a rumble echoed from the mountain top occupied by the Demoness Bandit Gang. Then, a woman in a gorgeous black robe and a rabbit mask flew toward them. She flapped her pitch-black combat aura wings on her back as she stood face to face with Watson. Then, she said, "Well, isn't this Blackmoon Castle's young master? We haven't seen each other in two days, did you miss me? I miss you so much that I want to eat you up."

"Lady Gluttony, you used cruel methods to slaughter people from many manors, including the Vermillion Manor. I'm here to seek justice for the dead! If you surrender, I will give you a fair trial. Otherwise, you can only repent in hell."

Watson put both his hands next to his lips to amplify his voice.

"A fair trial? Are you kidding? Isn't this a world where the strong prey on the weak? I'm strong, so I can plunder as I please. If you're weak, then you can only die."

Lady Gluttony had her hands behind her back. Her tone was calm, but her voice traveled far.

"It seems like I have nothing to say to you."

Then, Watson waved his hand abruptly; he had given her a chance. The magical beasts around a few mountain peaks let out an angry roar and charged at Lady Gluttony.

The first to charge into the sky were dozens of silver-tier storm goshawk that carried a storm that spanned dozens of meters. Behind them were the two-winged ligers, followed by various magical beasts, like winged bears and monsters that looked like pterosaurs; all of them opened their mouths and shot beams of combat aura with different elements.

The colorful streams of light streaked across the sky and outlined a magnificent flame; it even covered the setting sun. Everyone could not open their eyes.

When faced with such a terrifying attack, even a fully armed gold-tier warrior would be torn into pieces the moment they stood in the combat aura storm, let alone Lady Gluttony.

As expected, the light devoured Lady Gluttony rather quickly; no parts of her remain.

"I feel like there's no need for us to take action. Young Master Watson will be able to take care of them by himself," Allen said with ease as he spread his hands outward.

He did not even know how to lose the fight.

Five thousand silver-tier magical beasts could drown the Lady Gluttony with a single spit, not to mention that those beasts could use magic that was comparable to battle techniques. What kind of effect would five thousand silver-tier attacks have when stacked? They might be able to pierce through the sky.

"Wait, something seems wrong." Watson also thought that his opponent had died. Suddenly, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"Well, it's quite a strong attack. Unfortunately, it's useless."

The light dissipated. Lady Gluttony still hovered in the sky; she was unharmed. The mask on her face suddenly opened its mouth; it revealed teeth that were stuck to her flesh. It looked very frightening.

The five mountains beneath her shook, and the rocks fell off to reveal five identical sculptures that emitted a dark light. The light connected and condensed into a female phantom that was hundreds of meters tall in midair, and it protected her within it.

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Chapter 112: Petrified Demonic Eyes Fusion

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"What is that thing?"

The men stared at the sky as they sucked in a breath of cold air.

Even Watson's expression changed as he looked at the enormous female phantom in the sky.

The female phantom was hundreds of meters tall, and she was dressed in pitch-black clothes. Her clothes were engraved with swollen eyeballs that were several meters in circumference. They rolled around on the woman's clothing; it gave everyone an uncomfortable feeling. There were seven heads on the Phantom, and each one was different. Some had one ear, some only had one eye, and others only had a mouth. She looked very strange.

The woman's body was not human either. The upper half was the image of a plump woman, and the lower half was the tail of a snake.

When Watson stared at the eyeballs on the woman's clothes, he felt a piercing pain in his eyes. A gray mist climbed onto his palm.

Crack!

With a soft sound, a small piece of gray dead skin appeared on his palm. It felt like a rock. The dead skin shattered and turned into dust that fell to the ground with a light touch as it revealed a bleeding wound.

"Ah! My eyes! I can't see anything."

Not far away from Watson, a guard from another manor covered his eyes and rolled on the body of the two-winged liger before he rolled over it.

When he was in mid-air, they heard a cracking sound from the body of that guard. A hardened layer formed on his body, and it quickly spread. Within a few seconds, the guard had turned into a statue; he was still in the position where he covered his eyes. Then, he fell from a height of several hundred meters.

"What's going on? Why did my arm turn into stone?"

A manor owner on the back of a silver-tier magical beast watched in horror as his right hand turned to stone. A worried guard beside him had to support him. However, when he touched his arm, it immediately shattered and turned to dust, and the rest of his arm was bleeding.

After he was stunned for a few seconds, the manor owner finally reacted and cried out in pain.

"Christine, quick, lend us your armor."

Morgan and Jack, whose bodies were partially petrified, shouted as they guided their magical beasts toward her.

Everyone else was petrified, too, except for Christine, who wore a gold-tier armor, and so she was immune to that state. She was still fine at that time.

"You're men; have some backbone. What are you trying to do? Also, which one of you is touching me? Are you shameless?"

When she saw the two of them jump down from the magical beasts and hugged themselves like sloths, Christine slapped them.

As they covered their red and swollen cheeks, Morgan and Jack looked at the hardened areas on their bodies; they did not disappear or expand further. They sighed in relief; it was better to lose their dignity than their lives.

It was not only the manor owners, but even the Blackmoon Knights and the magical beasts in the sky had suffered some degree of petrification.

"It's bad! That thing is the projection of the evil god—the Primordial Demoness. She was at starlight-tier when she was alive! "Everyone, don't look at her eyes! Her eyes contain some strange magic. Our bodies will be petrified if we look at her eyes," Sven shouted anxiously as he covered his eyes with his hands.

The strength levels in that world were divided into iron, bronze, silver, gold, platinum, diamond, starlight, and king. Humans could usually achieve gold-tier while those exceptional ones could reach platinum and diamond-tier. Anything beyond that belonged to the gods' domain.

Starlight—it meant to shine like the stars and look down on all living things from above. Elites in that realm were said to be able to communicate with the heavens and earth, and they could also destroy an entire country with a wave of their hands.

Since they were overly powerful, many ancient starlight-tier elites were worshipped as gods, and the Primordial Demoness happened to be one of them. The demoness cult could flourish in the kingdom because it was something left behind by a starlight-tier elite. Even if it were just an afterimage, it was not something that any silver and gold-tier elites could provoke.

Sven's voice did not travel far in the chaotic crowd, and many people and magical beasts had already turned into statues; they had fallen from the sky.

No matter what level they were, even if they were silver-tier champions, they would not be able to resist after the magic hit them. They could only watch as they turned into sculptures.

Five of the Blackmoon Knights did not notice the warning, and the spell also hit them. They had turned into rocks. Fortunately, Watson reacted quickly and guided the magical beasts to carry the sculptures of the knights. The beasts flew into the distance, so those knights did not fall into pieces.

Watson had also looked into the Primordial Demoness' eyes. He felt a trace of offensive aura in his body that constantly ate his flesh and blood as it turned his internal organs into lifeless stones. Fortunately, he was a gold-tier champion; his vital energy and blood were exuberant, so he could still withstand it for the time being. However, he could not continue to do so in the long run.

Just as he thought about how to clear that aura, the chaotic-elemental source of magic in his body vibrated and absorbed the demoness' aura. At the same time, the sound of a system notification rang in his ears.

[High-level energy detected for fusion. Do you wish to fuse?]

"Of course!" Watson answered without any hesitation.

That was a rare system notification for fusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Watson heard a buzz before he felt the magic source in his body vibrate. It emitted a strong and engaging force. Not far away, the eyeballs on the Primordial Demoness' projection stayed to move as they looked in different directions.

At that moment, the eyeballs seemed to have sensed something. They looked in Watson's direction, first with doubt, then with shock, and finally with fear.

Hundreds of eyeballs spun as if they wanted to break free, but in the end, they could not do that. Wisps of gray air gushed from them; it fused with the air before it flowed into Watson's body. Well, to be precise, it was the chaotic source of magic that had fused into his body.

[Congratulations, Master, for successfully fusing with high-level energy. The storage capacity of chaotic-elemental magic has expanded to the equivalent of two two platinum-tier elites. Master, you have obtained an additional gold-tier spell—the Petrification Magic Eye. When used, the opponent can be petrified. Depending on the magic, the degree and the time of petrification will be different. Petrification can also be removed on its own initiative.]

Watson was pleasantly surprised. He did not expect to learn a gold-tier spell when he fused with the Primordial Demoness' aura.

"If I can fuse with the entire Primordial Demoness' projection, will it make me stronger? Perhaps unimaginably strong!"

He raised his head and stared at the Primordial Demoness; the eyes on her clothes were mostly closed. Watson's eyes burned with passion.

He was there to steal the Demoness Bandit Gang's Great Sin Mask. It seemed like he found another purpose. Other people might think that the Primordial Demoness' projection was a terrible disaster, but Watson thought it was a treasure.

..

"How delicious! It's been a long time since I've had such a good meal! It is rare that someone would drive silver-tier magical beasts my way; it's like sending me food."

Lady Gluttony cooperated with the Primordial Demoness' projection as she continued her wanton slaughter in the sky.

When she saw a silver-tier magical beast with half a petrified body, she could smash the hardened part with a punch. She threw the rest of flesh and blood into the mask and bit into it. Her mask was a bottomless pit, and she would not have enough to eat no matter how much she ate.

In only a few minutes, she had swallowed more than 100 silver-tier magical beasts. She wiped the blood that had flowed down her neck; her aura had increased tremendously. She had advanced from silver to gold-tier in one fell swoop.

"The demoness cult is something that the evil god's Primordial Demoness had left behind. They still have things that they should be proud of, for example, the magical array that summoned the Primordial Demoness. As long as the blood sacrifice continues, it will be able to increase its strength! The Demoness Bandit Gang has been lurking at the border for nearly ten years. They used the winter to sacrifice hundreds of thousands of living things. Now, they have reached platinum-tier. Even if the border count were there, he would not be able to gain any benefits, let alone the inconsequential Blackmoon Castle."

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Chapter 113: Fusion of Platinum-tier Magic

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As she looked into the distance, Lady Gluttony noticed the magical beasts that surrounded her continued to fall.

Half of the five thousand silver-tier magical beasts had quickly disappeared, including hundreds of double-winged ligers. Most of the ten thousand bronze-tier magical beasts were also in a petrified state.

She turned her head to glance at the Primordial Demoness projection behind her, and she noticed the eyeballs on her clothes continued to close. Lady Gluttony clicked her tongue.

"The energy is used up so quickly; it's much faster than I expected. How unreliable! Anyway, I've eaten enough. The magical beasts are no longer a threat. At worst, I'll just kill all the people in front of me and restore the energy for the magical array."

She licked her lips under the mask. The jet-black combat aura wings on Lady Gluttony's back expanded several times as she headed straight for Watson.

To catch a thief, one must first catch the leader.

Once Watson was captured, his guards would not be able to resist.

"Young Master Watson, leave this to us. You should leave quickly."

Allen controlled the two-winged liger as he tried his best not to look at the Primordial Demoness' eyes, and he protected Watson in front of him.

One of his arms had already hardened, and the petrification spread at a speed that made his expression appear somewhat tragic. "Young Master Watson, it seems like I won't be able to make it today. When you return, you can give my manor to those who need it."

"Oh, yes, Young Master Watson, I've just recruited a group of handmaidens, and I haven't touched them yet. If you like them, then please, take them! Also, the manor needs to be cleaned once every three days. Let the more meticulous people do it. Don't damage the expensive paintings and vases in the room."

"Young Master, also, I have to tell you—"

When he realized that Allen was about to continue, Watson was speechless. He waved his hand hurriedly. "Stop, you're not dead yet."

"I'm not dead yet, but I might be soon."

Allen was crying. A few of his teammates had been petrified in front of him. If it were not for the gold-tier armor on his body that protected him, he would have been petrified as well. The armor did not have an abnormal resistance like Christine's.

As he faced death, he did not feel much fear in his heart. Instead, he thought that it was a pity to have such good equipment on him. If he were to turn into stone, Watson would have fused them for him for nothing.

"Stop talking."

Watson did not say anything more. He activated the gold-tier spell he had just obtained—the Petrification Magic Eyes.

His azure-blue eyes turned green and gray. His pupils had disappeared; only the whites of his eyes remained. It seemed to contain a layer of chaos. A faint shadow of a huge eyeball appeared behind him. It looked directly at Allen's arm. The hardened area disappeared gradually.

Allen hugged his arm and cried, and he said, "When I die, let Liszt lead the guards. He is more stable and opinionated than me. It's a good thing that he did not come today."

Watson looked angry and amused. "Take a good look at yourself. You're fine now."

"Young Master, you don't have to comfort me."

"I'm telling the truth!"

When he saw Watson's serious expression, Allen looked down and realized that the petrified marks on his arm had disappeared. Then, he tried to move his arm, and it was so flexible that he could even touch his back. He was overjoyed.

"I feel great! Young Master, how did you do it? That is too magical."

He had thought that he would die. He did not expect Watson could undo the magic from the Primordial Demoness. He was Watson, indeed.

What had happened?

The gluttonous demoness had rushed to a spot not far from Watson. She stared at the scene in front of her, but her brain could not function properly. The Primordial Demoness was part of an evil god. Even a trace of her afterimage was at platinum tier. She was not affected because she had the Great Sin Mask's protection, but how did the youth in front of him survive that?

"Forget it; I don't care. I'll know after I eat him."

The rabbit-head mask on Lady Gluttony's face squirmed as she opened her bloody mouth. She had wanted to spare Watson's life, but at that time, she wanted his life.

After he undid Allen's petrification, Watson heaved a sigh of relief. The gold-tier spell that he used did not consume too much stamina. With his strength, he could cast it many times. It was enough to cure all the petrified people if their bodies did not shatter.

Just as he was about to go and save them, he heard a piercing sound. Lady Gluttony flew in front of him with an intense combat aura and struck her palm at him.

Illusory skulls appeared on Lady Gluttony's palm; they opened their mouths and screamed. The sound was ear-piercing. The skulls gathered and turned into a pitch-black mouth that was about to swallow Watson.

"If you want to touch Young Master Watson, you'll have to go through me first!"

Before Watson could make his move, Allen had raised the golden glove in his right hand. It was covered with water-elemental combat aura, and he threw a vicious punch at Lady Gluttony.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the two-winged liger with Allen broke into two on the spot. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was driven further backward. His face was filled with disbelief as he stared at Endless Sea Black Blood Thorny Gloves.

That was a gold-tier weapon that Watson had given him, and one of it had been damaged.

"You've overestimated yourself."

With a cold snort, Lady Gluttony continued to drift toward Watson's direction. She was already a gold-tier warrior, and with the Great Sin Mask that gave her the ability to devour, she would only become stronger as she fought.

So powerful!

Watson's expression changed, and he activated and used the Petrification Magic Eyes on Lady Gluttony.

A gold-tier spell enveloped her; it covered her body with a layer of greenish-gray stone shell. That change only lasted for a moment before it quickly dissipated.

"Using the Primordial Demoness' power to deal with me, aren't you overestimating yourself! However, you were able to steal the Primordial Demoness' power; I'm really getting more and more interested in you."

"The Petrification Magic Eyes does not affect you. What's that about?"

Watson patted the spatial bag he carried with him, took out the Heart of the Sea staff, and began to chant.

"Water elements that flow endlessly in the world, please listen to my call, turn into a giant that can trample over everything, an indestructible giant! Gold-tier magic—Humanoid Auto Mine Giant."

As his voice lowered, a hundred ten-meter-tall giants appeared beside Watson; their bodies were formed by a sky-blue water curtain that exuded a terrifying might.

Those water giants raised the barrels in their hands the moment they appeared and fired water-mine cannonballs at Lady Gluttony. The explosion formed a hurricane that caused the trees on the five mountains to shake. However, it could not move Lady Gluttony. The water giants rushed toward her and disintegrated to generate an even stronger explosion. However, they were all devoured by the black combat aura that was around Lady Gluttony.

"It's useless. No matter what you do, it will become part of my strength if you're not above gold-tier! If you have any other moves, just use them. After all, this is the last moment of your life."

Lady Gluttony giggled; her tone is contemptuous.

"That's only what you think."

Watson closed his eyes for a short while and then reopened them very quickly. He seemed to have made up his mind. "Allen, take everyone and leave."

"But Young Master—" The injured Allen floated to the side; he was a little hesitant.

"Go!"

Watson gave his command. Allen gritted his teeth; he could only control the magical beasts and lead the remaining Blackmoon Knights and the other manor owners to retreat.

"Not bad. Letting your subordinates leave, even at the cost of your own life. You are a good leader." Lady Gluttony watched his actions with interest.

"No, you're overthinking it."

At that moment, Watson also smiled. "I didn't let them leave because I wanted to sacrifice myself. I am afraid that my powerful magic might hurt them! There's no point in saying that now. You won't be able to hear it soon anyway."

As he spoke, Watson activated the system fusion. He had three gold-tier spells, namely the Humanoid Auto Mine Giant, the Silver Serpent on the Raging Sea, and the Petrification Magic Eyes. Well, he wanted to fuse those three spells.

"System, activate the fusion system!"

[Congratulations, Master, for successfully fusing three gold-tier spells. You have obtained a platinum-tier spell—the Deep Sea Dragon's Breath.]

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Chapter 114: Obtaining A Great Sin Mask

[Platinum-tier spell—Deep Sea Dragon's Breath: extremely powerful, able to break through the defense of platinum-tier elites. The breath is highly corrosive and has the effect of ignoring resistance. It can not be removed after being poisoned.]

After he heard the system notification, Watson opened his arms, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky behind him.

The crack spanned hundreds of meters as if it were connected to another world. Endless sea water spilled over; it was black, and a huge yellowish-brown ball appeared in the water.

"What's that?"

Allen was fleeing with the people from Blackmoon Castle and the other manors when they felt a strong magical fluctuation from behind them. Everyone turned around and looked, and they were somewhat surprised to see what Watson had summoned; it had creeped them out.

After they flew for hundreds of meters, they turned around and realized that Watson had summoned a terrifying creature. Its yellowish-brown pupils were like mirrors that reflected the world, and the eyes were bigger than a palace. It also had some dark-colored scales, and the two ferocious dragon horns on the top of its head shot straight into the sky.

That was the head of a deep-sea magic dragon.

In that world, dragons were a very rare and powerful race. An adult dragon had at least the strength of a gold-tier warrior, and some of the stronger ones were even comparable to platinum-tier or diamond-tier elites. The deep-sea magic dragon was one of the more powerful ones. They lived in a place deeper than the ocean, where ordinary creatures could not even go.

The moment Watson's magic was activated, the Primordial Demoness' phantom, who had been guarding Lady Gluttony, seemed to sense some danger and swayed a little.

"Die."

Watson felt the source of the chaotic-elemental magic in his body, and it had drained half the energy of the two platinum-tier spells. That proved that the magic was genuinely platinum-tier.

"You know platinum-tier magic?"

Lady Gluttony's voice trembled as she pointed at Watson. She had thought that Watson was the border count's son. She was already shocked to learn that he was a gold-tier mage at that age. She had not expected that Watson had actually reached platinum-tier; when had anyone heard of a ten-year-old platinum-tier mage?

There was no one like him in the history of the entire kingdom for hundreds of years.

Lady Gluttony turned around with fear in her heart and used her combat aura wings to leave swiftly.

The Great Sin Mask that she wore—Gluttony—allowed her to devour things that were weaker than her. However, there was a limit to the number of things she could consume every day. Once she exceeded the limit, she would explode and die because she could not withstand the power.

A platinum-tier power was something that she could not withstand.

However, before she could run too far, the deep-sea dragon had already opened its huge fanged mouth. Its huge gills opened up and set off huge waves in another world.

A huge magical array was formed in front of the crack. There were eight rings connected, and they condensed into a pitch-black water column that shot out from the dragon's mouth. The power was so great that it seemed like it would poke a hole in the sky.

The Primordial Demoness opened her arms and tried to protect Lady Gluttony.

Crack!

However, the Primordial Demoness' projection did not last for even a second before it shattered into a light shadow.

The black tide that stretched for an unknown number of meters swept across the area. Then, finally, it touched the five mountains, and two of the peaks collapsed. The demoness' statue carved on the mountain in the distance also collapsed, and the mysterious power attached to it had disappeared.

"No—!"

Lady Gluttony looked at the black tide that crashed upon them like a mountain. Her face was full of despair, and her voice was spread into the whistling wind. Unfortunately, she could not do anything. She could not even spread her combat aura to her body; she could only watch as the black tide drowned her.

The black tide did not stop after it took Lady Gluttony. Instead, it accelerated and crashed onto the ground and corroded a black lake that was hundreds of meters wide. The black water bubbled, and everything in it melted—even the rocks.

Roar!

After it spat a mouthful of breath, the deep-sea dragon did not seem satisfied. Instead, it pressed its head against the crack as if it wanted to come out from within it. Watson could feel a fish-scented hot wind from behind him, and it caused his hair to stand on end. He immediately cut off the magic, and the crack behind him shrank gradually =.

The Deep Sea Dragon's Breath was too powerful. Who knew what kind of disaster it would cause if its main body were released to the world? Furthermore, his magic would not be able to support the deep-sea dragon if it were to come out from the hole.

The deep-sea dragon roared urgently when it sensed that the hole had become smaller. Then, suddenly, it moved its head from the spot. Watson had just sighed in relief before he saw mountain-like claws slapped against the crack and caused endless waves to pour.

Watson spat out a mouthful of blood. The shirt on his body changed between his black armor and his ordinary clothes. The crack quickly closed again, and the deep-sea dragon disappeared amidst its unwilling roar.

"I didn't expect that the fused platinum-tier spell would be so dangerous."

Watson flew backward as he wiped the blood from his lips. Unfortunately, the spell he cast had affected him. Fortunately, he was a gold-tier warrior. Otherwise, that claw would have taken his life.

"I didn't expect that I would get a platinum-tier spell after only fusing three gold-tier spells."

He thought that he would need at least ten gold-tier spells to fuse a platinum-tier spell. After all, the higher the spell level, the more difficult it would be to fuse it. It must have been the incomplete spell—Silver Serpent on the Raging Sea. That spell was perhaps even more mysterious than he had imagined.

"Fortunately, even though there's a price to pay, I have also gained a lot too."

Watson took a deep breath and waved the staff in his hand. A dull rabbit mask wrapped in combat aura appeared before him.

[Silver-tier special item: Great Sin Mask—Gluttony]

[Effect: able to block attacks from gold-tier elites. Side effect: the user's emotions will become very volatile after wearing the mask.].

[Additional effects: devour (for those who are weaker than the user, the user can devour the user's flesh and blood to turn it into their own power. There is a limit to that effect.)]

[Additional skills: protection of the evil god (not affected by evil god-type spells, your combat power within the evil god's domain will be doubled)]

When he looked at the attributes that had appeared in front of him, Watson clicked his tongue. "It is as expected of fragments from a platinum-tier mask. A silver-tier warrior can withstand the attacks of a gold-tier elite. Furthermore, the additional effect is to devour others and turn them into your own power. It is somewhat similar to the fusion system. Of course, the gluttony mask has an upper limit to its ability. It can not be compared to the system at all."

As he stroked the mask in his hand, Watson put it on his face. The mask immediately began to squirm, but it adapted to his face perfectly. The rabbit's mouth, which had been wide open, was half-closed. Flesh and blood that were stuck to its teeth had disappeared entirely; it had looked clean.

At the same time, Watson felt a strong sense of hunger in his stomach. It made him feel like a person who had been hungry for three days, and he needed to eat something urgently.

"Is that the side effect of the Gluttony Mask?"

Watson wanted to find something to test the other abilities of the mask. At that moment, five women rushed from the five mountains. They were all in masks, and their eyes looked very cold through the masks.

"The Gluttony Mask—looks like Gluttony is dead!"

"That fool! We told her that she shouldn't just do as she pleased, but it seems like she refused to listen to us. That's just great. That mask belongs to the Demoness Bandit Gang. Master of Blackmoon Castle, hand it over, and we'll spare your life."

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Chapter 115: One Against Five

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Watson stared at the five women in front of him. The woman in front wore a horned mask, and her words were the most aggressive.

A woman in a black eye mask stood behind her, and she laid on a pillow as her body hovered with her bottom pointed upward. Bubbles popped from her nose from time to time; no one knew if she was asleep or it was all a ruse.

The other three women included one who wore a lot of jewelry, one covered in a black hooded robe, and one who looked very young.

"One, two, three, four, five. According to Father, there are seven Great Sin Masks. There are five people here with five pieces. In addition to the Gluttony Mask on my face, it means that all the masks are here except for the Pride Mask."

Watson was a little happy when he thought of that. He had wondered about how he would get the other masks, but those people had gone to him instead.

Without any hesitation, Watson charged toward the ox-horned woman who was closest to him. As he did that, he took a look at the attributes of the mask on the other party's face.

[Silver-tier special item: Great Sin Mask—Wrath]

[Effect: able to block the attacks of gold-tier elites. After wearing it, the host's emotions will become very volatile.]

[Additional effects: anger (the more angry one is, the higher one's combat strength. The disadvantage is that one will lose a certain amount of rationality), giant transformation (allows one to transform into a giant, changing according to the degree of anger)]

[Additional Skills: Evil god's protection]

It looked like it had the same attributes as the Gluttony Mask, with some additional effects. Gluttony could devour, while Wrath could transform into a giant.

As Watson pondered the five women in front of him, they also sized him up with conflict expressions on their faces.

They saw how Watson's platinum-tier spell had killed Lady Gluttony. She had disappeared entirely, and the original magical array carved onto a few of the peaks had been destroyed as well; that had taken them more than ten years to accumulate.

They had not dared to venture outside when they realized that Watson could cast platinum-tier spells. However, they did not expect the same spell would harm Watson's body either. He breathed unevenly as he hovered in the air; he could not even stand properly.

That was obviously a good opportunity for them to add insult to their opponent's injury. Plus, they could not let the Great Sin Mask fall into other's hands. So, they decided to charge forward.

'That young man is a powerful mage. His close-combat strength is not that strong. I will have to rely on my close-combat ability to win.'

Lady Wrath's body expanded and turned into a giant that was more than ten meters tall with that thought in mind. The ox-horn mask on her face distorted gradually as thick smoke flowed from her nostrils. A massive pair of flesh-colored wings on her back flapped gently as it drove her to throw a giant fist at Watson, and with one punch, it shattered the air.

Watson did not dodge the incoming attack. He looked straight at the deep black combat aura that covered the fist. He raised his eyelids, and his pupils disappeared into a greenish-gray color as a huge greenish-gray eye appeared behind him.

"The gods have changed, and the stars have changed. Only the ancient earth has not changed. Please grant me the power to seal all things! Gold-tier spell—Petrification Magic Eyes."

"Stupid! You're too stupid! That kind of magic does not affect me at all."

Lady Wrath smiled mockingly. The Great Sin Mask had a natural resistance to similar evil god spells, especially the Petrification Magic Eyes. It did not affect her at all.

In the next moment, her fist could land on Watson's face to blow his head off. At that moment, Fury heard a whistling sound from above her head. Two clouds that stretched for a hundred meters swooshed down on her. It looked like Watson did not mean to petrify her; it was those clouds above her!

When she saw cloud-shaped boulders, Lady Wrath used her hands to try to stop them.

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled sounds echoed as she managed to tear those boulders apart. As she was about to turn to continue with her attack on Watson, her opponent had disappeared.

"I'm Here!" A voice echoed from behind her. Watson stretched his hand out and pressed on her back. "Devour, activate."

With a swoosh, it sucked the giant's flesh and blood, which was the embodiment of Lady Wrath's anger. Then, Watson pulled her mask off forcefully.

He saw a pretty face with short yellow hair and exquisite facial features; she still had traces of anger in her.

"From now on, this mask is mine."

Watson grabbed the Wrath Mask, turned around, and flew away.

"Give me back my mask." The woman who symbolized anger touched her face, gritted her teeth, and charged at Watson again.

The other women went with her.

"Use 100 gold coins to strengthen it!"

"Use 1,000 gold coins to strengthen it greatly!"

The woman who symbolized greed took out many gold coins from her bosom and sprinkled them downward. When the gold coins touched the air, they turned into a golden light, merged with Lady Wrath's anger, and increased her aura.

She immediately arrived in front of Watson; she raised her fist furiously—it was covered with dark-elemental combat aura. Since she had lost her mask, her attacks were much weaker, so Watson did not bother with her. He was only interested in the young girl in the fox mask. She had also rushed in front of him and laughed at him. It sounded like a silver bell. "Do you think I'm pretty?"

In an instant, scenes of countless beautiful naked women flashed in front of his eyes. Watson even saw Wendy and Capella in those images. He knew that it was a hallucination.

Then, the black-haired woman who was sleeping on the pillow had also arrived. She raised a hand, pointed at him, and said, "Sleep."

A deep sense of drowsiness enveloped Watson; it made him want to close his eyes.

Roar!

At that critical moment, a beastly roar echoed. The Golden Flash had kept its distance so that it would be easier for Watson to release his magic. However, it had flown back. Its lion's head opened its mouth and shot more than ten meters of gold-tier magic that looked like sunlight, and the sheep's head shook slightly as a thick green poisonous fog spread outward. The Demoness Bandit Gang members who were close to Watson had to move away.

"Phew, that was close. I almost got hit."

Golden Flash was a gold-tier magical beast. With its presence, Watson waved his Heart of the Sea staff to set up layers of mine cannonballs around him—those women could not get near him at all.

"Come on, Young Master Watson. You're the best!"

Allen hovered in mid-air nearby; he waved his fists without getting close.

"Aren't you the Blackmoon Knights' captain? Your master is fighting with all his might, and you're here to watch the show?" Sven stared at Allen with a strange expression. He had heard about the rumors that surrounded the Demoness Bandit Gang, so he knew to stay away; he was not affected by the petrification spell.

"It's okay. That's because you don't understand our young master. He is very powerful. If I go there, it will only hinder him and affect his performance."

As Allen spoke, he gave a thumbs-up to Watson, who had removed the white fox mask from the young girl's face. "It is just as I've expected. He had managed to get the third mask in such a short time. I reckon that he'll be able to obtain all of them in a moment. My respect for the young master is really like an endless river…"

How could a person be so shameless?

Sven frowned darkly. "I admit that Young Master Watson's strength is great. However, it is useless for him to snatch the Great Sin Masks. Those masks can only be used to their full potential by someone who has been acknowledged by the evil god and has mastered the dark-elemental combat aura. It still needs to be reassembled. At most, it is a weapon that is between gold and silver-tier."

He did not mean to strike a low blow; it was the truth.

Allen glanced at him with a strange expression, "Reassemble? You still don't know Young Master very well. He can even use junk to create silver or even gold-tier equipment. Those evil god masks in his hands, well, who knows what they will look like!"

As the two of them talked, a blinding light appeared from afar. Then, they heard the command. "Fuse it."

The ox-horn and the white fox masks in Watson's hand disappeared at the same time. It fused into his face as the rabbit-head mask that he wore suddenly changed. The carving changed from a rabbit to a terrifying beast that was completely black—it had horns and only one eye.

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Chapter 116: Internal Strife

[Congratulations, Master, for successfully fusing three Great Sin Masks. You have obtained a gold-tier Great Sin Mask.]

The system notification sounded in Watson's ears, and he saw that the mask's attributes had changed.

[Gold-tier special item: Great Sin Mask (incomplete)]

[Effects: able to resist attacks from gold-tier elites. Side effect: the user's emotions will become very volatile after wearing it.]

[Additional effects: devour, delicious touch, rage, giant transformation, advanced charm (possess the ability to confuse the mind and control others), affinity (greatly increase one's charm when facing a member of the opposite sex)]

[Additional skills: the evil god's protection, death ray (emit a dark-elemental combat aura from the mask that can cause one's lifeforce to dissipate, comparable to a gold-tier warrior's full-strength attack)]

"Just as I expected of a mask left behind by the evil god. The effect of gold-tier equipment is already comparable to a peak gold-tier warrior! If I can fuse more masks, I imagine that the power will be even stronger!"

Watson was already looking forward to the ability of the fused mask.

At the same time, the five members of the Demoness Bandit Gang were shocked.

"Did you see that?" Greed, who was in charge of buffing her teammates, asked softly.

"I think I saw it."

The second person who spoke was Wrath. She rubbed her beautiful eyes.

"He fused the Great Sin Masks? Well, it might not be true fusion. Maybe he just put the mask together forcibly. It's not like we haven't done that before."

The young woman, who wore the white fox mask, snorted in dissatisfaction.

Behind her, Sloth, who was floating in the air, did not speak. Instead, she only listened to her teammates' discussions, but the aura on her body was different from before that.

The Demoness Church's mission had always been to put the Great Sin Masks together to restore its glory—whoever could put it together would be the church's successor.

"Do you still want to fight?"

When the mask changed, Watson's mentality also changed significantly. Sometimes he felt hungry, sometimes he felt outraged, and sometimes he was worried if he was not handsome enough…

The violent fluctuations of emotions disturbed his mind. He knew that those were the side effects of the Great Sin Masks. Nevertheless, Watson resisted them; he hooked his finger at the people in front of him.

The horn on the three-in-one mask he wore on his face began to flicker with black light. Its only turbid eye turned, and the hair on those who saw that stood on end.

"Why do I feel like that person has succeeded in fusing Great Sin Masks?"

The blonde-haired woman said greedily and suspiciously as the mask on her face flashed with light. "I feel as if his mask has a kind of gravity that's attracting the Greed Mask on my face to break away! I can also feel the same aura as the Primordial Demoness from his mask."

"Whether or not the fusion is successful, we'll know once we try it." Lady Sloth spoke right before she charged straight at Watson and spread her invisible arms behind her.

The arms pierced through the air before they wrapped around Watson's body; it contracted tightly. The arms also grabbed Watson's throat in an attempt to break his neck.

The invisible arm had at least a few thousand catties of strength. It could even break a steel plate effortlessly.

The Sloth Mask could turn an attack into an invisible one; it would make it impossible for others to detect it.

A human's deepest fear would always originate from the unknown. Therefore, even though the sloth was only a silver-tier elite, her overall ability was not much weaker than a gold-tier warrior. She was also the second strongest member of the Demoness Bandit Gang; she was behind Pride, who was not there that day.

"Is that all you have?"

The power on his body felt like 10,000 catties, but Watson did not feel any pain. That was because the one-horned mask on his face ate all the power that attacked him.

All he had in his heart was endless anger. He was mad at himself, but he was also angry at Lady Sloth's weakness.

"Since you are so weak, don't blame me for being harsh! Activate the mask skill—Death Ray."

The turbid eye on the mask suddenly burst with colorful light. The beam was as thick as an arm; it hit the invisible arm that was wrapped around his body. The invisible arm then turned colorful and became visible to the naked eye. Then, it withered gradually along with the mask on Sloth's face.

The mask cracked open from the middle; it revealed a pair of pure white pupils; the eyelashes were also white. They looked confused.

"I did not expect the mask to shatter. It's alright, fuse it for me."

After the mask on Sloth's face shattered, it turned into two rays of white light before they headed toward Watson's face at the fastest speed.

The three-in-one mask on his face immediately turned into a four-in-one mask, and the unicorn-shaped pattern began to change.

The turbid one-eyed pupil split into two; they looked quite similar to a human's. Its ugly appearance also became gentle gradually. It was quite similar to the Primordial Demoness statue carved on the five mountains that Watson had seen previously.

The other leaders of the Demoness Bandit Gang opened their mouths wide.

They confirmed that Watson had fused the Great Sin Mask. Furthermore, Lady Sloth was the strongest among them. If she could not defeat Watson, then none of them were his match, even if they combined their power.

They thought that after Watson had cast a platinum-tier spell, his strength would be much weaker than before, and they would be able to defeat him easily. However, they did not expect him to remain strong.

"Who's next?"

Watson looked at the remaining Lady Greed and the other woman in black who wore a bamboo hat and did not have a noticeable appearance.

The women took a step backward, and that included Lady Greed. The woman, dressed like a black fog, paused for a few seconds before she slowly walked toward Watson's direction. A pair of jet-black combat aura wings flapped behind her as they off a storm filled with pressure in the air.

Envy!

It was Envy, who had taken action!

"I did not expect Envy to be so brave. She still dares to make a move." The young woman was lustful and emotional.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot that we still have Envy. Her mask can pull her opponent's strength to match ours. No matter how powerful he is, he would be no match for us once Envy activates her power." Then, she continued to growl, "If he can still win under such circumstances, then we'll destroy the Envy's mask. No one will be able to get it."

Even if they could not beat Watson, could they not defeat Lady Envy, who was at the same tier as them.

It seemed like Watson wanted their masks, and if he had a need, they were not afraid.

The higher-ups of the Demoness Bandit Gang seemed to have found a way to solve their predicament, which aroused their confidence. However, they were surprised when Envy walked up to Watson but did not attack him. Instead, she lifted her cloak and revealed a fiery red-haired head and a crescent-shaped distorted human mask.

Then, Envy took the mask off her face and handed it to Watson respectfully with both hands.

Envy had the same fiery red pupils under the mask, but the pupils were vertical. Scales had grown on both sides of her cheeks. That was the characteristic of a subhuman called the flame elf.

"You are Watson, right? Master Watson, please accept my mask."

Watson was dumbfounded when he saw Envy's sincerity. He stood rooted to the ground, and the other leaders of the Demoness Bandit Gang were also speechless.

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Chapter 117: Six-in-one Mask

"Envy, what are you doing? Why did you give the mask to this person? Are you crazy?" Envy's companions behind her shouted. However, Envy turned a deaf ear. She just turned her head to look at everyone with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"I'm not crazy; you guys are the ones who are crazy! Don't forget; the Demoness Bandit Gang used to be a church before they became a bandit gang. But now I see that you guys have fallen from devout believers to real bandits!"

The women gasped as Envy continued to say, "No matter what you think, I only have one goal—to reassemble the masks and listen to the teachings of the Primordial Demoness again! And this person can fuse masks, which means that he is the one chosen by the Demoness."

She turned around again; Envy lowered her head.

"Young Master Watson, I'm Envy. I'm willing to be your most loyal servant and help you get the remaining masks."

"What is this?"

Watson was stunned; the enemy had experienced internal strife and then a betrayal.

He thought he would obtain the remaining mask through his continuous fusion of magic to intimidate the enemy. However, he had not expected that the other party would take the initiative to place the mask in front of him and even wanted to be his subordinate.

Did they want to trick him? Perhaps they wanted to take advantage of his carelessness to stab him?

Allen and the others, who were not far away, and the manor owners were also dumbfounded.

What had happened?

"The leader of the Demoness Bandit Gang is defecting to the enemy. Did they discover Watson's identity as the border count's illegitimate child, just like I did?"

Sven stared at the scene with his eyes wide open. He could not help but think that. However, he felt that something was not right.

That should not be the case. The Demoness Bandit Gang's predecessor was a large organization. Furthermore, he saw the Demoness Bandit Gang summon a platinum-tier Primordial Demoness projection. They should not be afraid of the border count, who was also a platinum-tier mage.

Since the battle was over, would they get some praise?

The group of manor owners thought about that. The primary purpose of their presence was to supplement Watson's goal and to showcase his strength. They felt that they had fulfilled their responsibilities and got closer to him at the same time.

"Young Master Watson is too strong. He has conquered the most powerful bandit gang at the border in such a short period," a manor owner said.

Not far away from him, another manor owner said, "Well said. I'll add one more point! This is really an easy battle. It would be even better if my arm weren't broken."

Half of their praises were exaggerated, and the other half came from the bottom of their hearts.

A small number of them had died, while most of them were only slightly injured. That was the cost they had to pay to wipe out the bandit gangs at the border. It was an impressive battle record.

Allen was the proudest among those people. He stood in front of the crowd with his hands on his hips; he looked very pleased with himself.

"See, what did I say? I told you that my young master could deal with these people easily. If I went with him, I would only cause trouble! As you can see, they didn't even need to make a move. They were conquered by Young Master's domineering aura. My admiration for the young master gets deeper every day."

Allen heaved a sigh of relief discreetly. He had felt very nervous when Watson fought against the five leaders of the Demoness Bandit Gang by himself. He had made up his mind to rush forward to help Watson if something were to go wrong. Fortunately, Watson managed to escape the danger by himself too.

The people around him, including Sven, acted as if they did not hear him.

Meanwhile, at Watson's location.

Envy turned around to face her companions after she revealed her actual appearance. Her body was covered with black flames, and her fiery red eyes were cold.

"The god's chosen one has been found. I hope that all of you will hand your mask to him and submit to Master Watson obediently! Otherwise, all of you are enemies of the Primordial Demoness. You are traitors. Greed, I'm talking about you!"

Greed's mask flickered non-stop as it showed the excitement in her heart when she was singled out.

She was unwilling to give up the mask on her face.

It was just as Envy had said; they had already fallen from devout believers to filthy thieves. The change was due to the power brought by the Great Sin Mask.

However, one had to pay the price to obtain any power. The mask gave them strength, but at the same time, it also affected their hearts and controlled their emotions.

"How can you be so greedy? Are you not willing to hand over the mask? Does this mean that rather than getting the masks fused, you want to keep it for yourself?"

The black flames on Envy's body became denser.

Greed rubbed her fingers, and a few golden coins appeared on her fingertips. However, the runes carved on the coins were not quite the same as those from that time. Instead, they looked like they were ancient coins.

She held the coins and thought for a while before finally putting them down. Then, finally, she placed her hand on her face with great difficulty and used great strength to tear off the mask to reveal the face of an ordinary woman with sparse eyebrows and pale skin.

Her name was Greed. She sought out all the precious things in the world. Nothing fascinated her more than shiny gold treasures. However, no matter how precious the treasures, they were not as valuable as her life.

"Envy, you are too stubborn! Alright, you win. I choose to hand over the mask and submit myself to Master Watson."

In the end, she joined the Demoness Bandit Gang and became one of the higher-ups. However, she had wanted to climb up the ranks for benefits.

Envy was different from her. They said that she was once a believer of the Demoness Church before its dissolution. At that time, the Demoness Bandit Gang had not been established yet.

"Very well, you have made a wise choice!"

The flame elf named Envy walked up to Greed and took the mask from her hand. Then, she handed it to Watson respectfully.

"Master Watson, you have collected six masks; only Pride's mask is left. After that, you can fuse them to complete the platinum-tier equipment—the Great Sin Mask. Pride is currently at the Mage Guild in Monte Town. Don't worry, it will take three days, but I will find her and help you obtain the last mask."

"Three days is too long. How about one day?" Watson asked casually. He wanted to know if Envy really wanted to help him or if she was setting a trap to harm him.

"Yes, Master Watson, I will try my best!" Envy gritted her teeth. She was in a difficult position, but she still responded forcefully.

"Your companion wants to submit to me. What do you think? Do you want to join us?" Watson held two masks in his hands and looked around him.

The women hesitated for a long time. Then, finally, Greed sighed and knelt, followed by Wrath. They knelt unwillingly.

The last to do that was Sloth. They closed their pure white eyes and lowered their heads helplessly.

Envy had betrayed them, and she knew them well. That put them at a disadvantage if they were to fight against Watson.

If they did not surrender, they would die. On the other hand, if they yielded, then they still had a chance to live, so it was not a difficult decision.

Furthermore, they were very curious about Watson's fusion method. They had tried everything, but it had been useless. They would not act rashly before Watson restored the Great Sin Mask.

When everyone submitted to him, Watson had already begun to fuse with the remaining two masks.

"System, activate fusion."

As soon as he said that, the two masks in his hands turned into rays of white light and fused with the mask on his face. The shape of the mask had changed from a ferocious beast to a gentle outline. That change was even more obvious.

At that moment, the appearance of the mask was almost impossible to see. It was like skin as thin as a cicada's wings; it fitted Watson's face perfectly.

It was a woman's face, so beautiful that it was suffocating.

At the same time, turbid and illusory eyeballs appeared on Watson's body. They opened and closed; it made everyone felt as if they would be petrified. It was the same as the eyes of the Primordial Demoness. Then, the attributes of the six-in-one mask appeared in front of him.

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[Gold-tier special item: Great Sin Mask (with minor flaw)]

[Effect: resists attacks from platinum-tier elites. Side effects include that the user's emotions will become very volatile after wearing the mask, and the user will have a feminine appearance.]

[Additional effects: devour, taste, touch, anger, giant, advanced charm, affinity, money enhancement (from the mask of greed—use gold coins to increase the strength of yourself and your teammates; the more gold coins you use, the greater the increase), good luck, forced equality (from the mask of jealousy—after using it, the opponent's strength can be equal to your own, but it is ineffective against those whose strength is too much higher or lower than your own), Shadow Doppelganger, invisible hand (making attacks undetectable), and energy storage.]

[Additional Skills: Evil god's protection, death ray haunt, perfect mimicry (can transform into another person or even an animal), emotional resonance (can affect the emotions of people nearby—the stronger the opponent's willpower, the weaker the effect), the Primordial Demoness Summon (can summon the projection of a platinum-tier Primordial Demoness and use its power)]

As he looked at the attributes in front of him, Watson stretched his hand outward and touched the mask on his face subconsciously. It had already become one with his face; it was like touching his skin.

'There are so many skills. I'll try the defensive power of this mask first.'

Watson opened his arms and began to chant the gold-tier magic Humanoid Auto Mine Giant spell.

Soon, a hundred water elemental giants that were more than ten meters tall appeared beside him; each one had a terrifying aura.

The sudden appearance of the spell surprised the Demoness Bandit Gang leaders, who had taken off their masks. They did not expect that after such an intense battle, Watson still had so much power. If they had not chosen to surrender, they might have become corpses.

The women looked conflicted. At the same time, they were a little puzzled. Why did Watson use such a powerful spell after the battle was over? Was he trying to silence them?

Just as they were puzzled, Watson had already controlled more than a hundred water elemental giants that were floating in the air as they charged straight at them. Watson's ten-year-old body was like a toothpick in front of the water giants; the water giants' toe was larger than him.

The uneven height gave people a strange and distorted feeling.

"Humanoid Auto Mine Giant, explode."

Then, Watson gave an order, and all the mine giants around him exploded; it had triggered a chain reaction. The explosion range of one mine giant was dozens of meters, and the range of a hundred mine giants was hundreds of meters. The explosions overlapped each other; the dense water vapor spread out in a ring shape and formed a vast mushroom cloud in the sky.

"Is he crazy? He controlled the magic to attack himself!"

The Demoness Bandit Gang leaders were sent flying backward by the violent magic waves. The combat aura wings on their bodies were torn into pieces due to the strong wind; bloody marks appeared on their bodies.

Allen, the rest of the men, and the magical beasts were also blown away from the explosion. Fortunately, they had stayed away when Watson released the platinum-tier spell, so they were not seriously injured.

"Allen, Watson is attacking himself. Is this also within your expectations?" Sven asked with a strange expression. He had finally managed to control his two-winged liger with incredible difficulty.

Before he left the Shabby Bandit Gang, he had put on the silver-tier armor that Watson had given him. Otherwise, he would have been even more embarrassed.

"Well—" Allen's expression was a little awkward. How could he have thought that Watson would attack himself? Compared to his confusion, he was even more worried. The young master did not release an ordinary spell, but he was not injured.

The explosion had ended as he pondered that. A huge hole appeared in the clouds in the sky. Watson looked beautiful as he stood there. His short brown hair fluttered in the wind, and the clothes on his body did not have the slightest crease.

'Very good. I am not disappointed with the fusion ability after the great effort I put in to search for the Great Sin Mask. Even gold-tier magic could not break through it.'

The corners of Watson's mouth curled into a strange arch.

'Other than the increase in defense, the Great Sin Mask has also gained many magical skills. They are also very helpful to me.'

After careful calculation, he discovered that the Great Sin Mask had twelve skills. Each broken mask had two primary and secondary skills—for example, the Envy Mask's primary skill was forced equality, and its secondary skill was the shadow clone. As a result, it could summon a shadow that had half of its strength as a fighter. The disadvantage was that it could not be too far away from the main body and could not exist for a long time.

Obviously, one had to gain those skills, so Sloth did not use any when fighting with him.

Another example was luck and energy storage, which were the secondary skills of the Greed and Sloth masks, respectively. Luck could increase one's luck—one could go out and find some money or let their opponent be crushed to death by a passing meteorite during a battle. Those were the effects of luck—Watson felt that he could apply that to the system fusion in the future.

Energy storage was an even stronger skill. It could accumulate energy that he did not use, and when he needed it, it would explode simultaneously to display a power several times or even ten times the usual count. First, however, he had to fall asleep to store energy.

Watson looked at Sloth, whose body was stained with blood as she was sent flying backward. He sighed discreetly. 'These women are not weak, especially with the enhancement of the Great Sin Mask. A silver-tier warrior has the strength equivalent to a gold-tier elite! If it weren't for the Envy's betrayal that led to their internal strife, I would only be able to defeat them if I used up all the energy in the chaotic-elemental magic source in a real battle.'

That battle was the most difficult one that Watson had ever experienced since he transmigrated to that world. Even the fight with the allied manor owners was not that difficult.

'Fortunately, everything is settled now.'

Watson touched his face. His beautiful face immediately changed back to his original appearance. That was the additional skill—perfect mimicry—after the mask fused. He could not only change his face, but he could also adjust his height.

After the Great Sin Mask had fused six times, there were three additional abilities. They were Perfect Mimicry, Emotion Resonance, and Primordial Demoness Summoning.

According to Watson's judgment, every shattered Great Sin Mask carried a primary gold-tier and secondary silver-tier techniques. Furthermore, the fused additional techniques were more powerful and practical than those.

"With this mask, I can protect myself no matter what dangers I encounter at the border in the future."

Even if he were to face the legendary platinum-tier archmage border count, he could still escape even if he could not defeat him. That was only the effect of the fused six masks; that is if he could gather all the Great Sin Masks. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

At that moment, Allen brought a group of manor owners to control the magical beasts. Then, he went to Watson with a flattering smile on his face. "Young Master Watson, I did not expect you to look so handsome when you cast your magic. I would like to ask, how can I become as outstanding as you?"

The people who came with him resisted the urge to vomit.

Watson also had a strange look on his face. He knew that Allen was an arrogant man, and there was no good way to stop him. However, he could use one of the Great Sin Mask's to remedy that situation.

He used Emotional Resonance on Allen.

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Chapter 119: Pride And The Mage Guild

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"Young Master Watson, I can't take my eyes off your handsome face! If you were a girl, I would have fallen in love with you. But, if you were a mature man, I think I would have become your most loyal servant…"

Allen gestured with his hands on his chest and was about to say more about Watson's strengths.

Suddenly, he felt a wave of panic. He had completely forgotten what he was about to say. His expression became stiff as a wave of fatigue accompanied by drowsiness assaulted him. He wanted to close his eyes.

What had happened?

Allen panicked. He opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong with me? I suddenly feel so sleepy and sad." He cried.

The people around looked at Allen as if he was an idiot. They thought that Allen wanted to collect rewards again; they decided to ignore him. Instead, they bowed to Watson and said, "Young Master Watson, thank you so much for your help. If it were not for you, we would be in danger, so—"

They wanted to thank Watson first and then express their loyalty. At the same time, they wanted Watson to help treat the injured men. They had suffered many casualties when they attacked the Demoness Bandit Gang because of the Primordial Demoness. Many of their guards were petrified, and many manor owners had lost their limbs.

Since Watson was so powerful, he should be able to remove the petrification spell.

However, they felt a fit of inexplicable anger in their hearts, and it affected their words. "So, Young Master Watson, you have such powerful strength. Why did you not act earlier?"

"That's right; if you had acted earlier, we would not have ended like this. You intentionally let our men die and use this as an opportunity to suppress us and take over our manor, right? You b*stard!"

The moment the words came out of their mouths, a few bright manor owners covered their mouths. Their expressions were filled with anger mixed with panic. What had happened? Those were not the words they wanted to say. They had uttered such disrespectful words; would Watson kill them?

Watson watched all of them with a calm expression. "You don't have to worry. This matter is related to Blackmoon Castle, so I will compensate for all of your losses."

Those people had acted like that because of the emotional resonance that he had activated. If he wanted to make those people angry, then they would be furious. If he wanted to make them sad, no one would be able to laugh.

According to his test, the range of the emotional resonance was quite extensive—at least 100 meters. The only drawback was that when he made others fall into excited emotions, he would experience a similar effect.

Fortunately, he had lived two lifetimes, and his soul strength was stronger than an average person. So he forcefully suppressed the mixed emotions in his heart and decided to take off the mask on his face when he got home to see if there was a way to remove the side effects.

"Isn't that what you should do… I mean, thank you, Young Master Watson." One of the manor owners changed his words forcefully and bit his tongue; it caused his face to twist in pain.

"How can you compensate for human life? Are you going to use gold coins to buy the lives of our men? How interesting! A hundred gold coins for a person. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to believe your sincerity—"

Slap!

Before the other manor owner could finish his sentence, he raised his hand and slapped himself viciously. He sounded like he wanted to cry. "Young Master Watson, I did not mean what I said just now. I don't know what's wrong with me either."

"It's okay. I can understand your feelings."

Watson blinked. He had a childish innocent look on his face when he canceled the emotional resonance spell discreetly.

The people around him immediately returned to their normal selves. The angry people were no longer mad, and Allen no longer cried. Instead, all of them looked at Watson with admiration.

They had spoken ill of Watson, but he had comforted them instead. What an angel!

They lived in a world where people respected those who were strong. Watson could have killed them and seized their properties. However, he did not do that. Instead, he was kind enough to eliminate all of the bandit groups. So what if they had to pay the price to bear witness to that historic feat?

"As long as you do your best to work for Blackmoon Castle, then I won't mistreat you! Alright, if there's nothing else, we shall head back. We'll talk about the rest after we leave the Misty Forest."

Phew.

After he confirmed that he was fine, Allen let out a long sigh and rubbed his cheeks. "Young Master Watson, what about the Demoness Bandit Gang?"

Watson turned his head and looked at the Demoness Bandit Gang leaders; they looked pitiful. Other than Envy, the other women stared at him with conflicted expressions on their faces.

"Bring them back with us. If anyone disobeys, then—" Watson wanted to ask him to kill them. He had snatched their masks; they would not let the matter rest. Furthermore, he did not think highly of them due to his experience with Lady Gluttony. Therefore, he was not willing to accept them into Blackmoon Castle even though they were silver-tier elites.

However, before he could finish speaking, the Demoness Bandit Gang leaders knelt in front of him. Envy was the first to do that.

"Young Master Watson, we'll go with you."

The women looked calm. First, it was because their lives were threatened. Then, it was because of what Watson had just done to them. Those were the two reasons they wanted to go with Watson.

The Demoness Bandit Gang had a complete description of the Great Sin Mask. Before it broke, the Great Sin Mask had the magical ability to affect the emotions of others. Watson had displayed that ability perfectly, and they wanted to know how he did that.

..

Monte town.

On the main road not far from the town entrance was the Mage Guild. It had a big sign, and it was exceptionally lively that day.

There were luxurious carriages with different signs parked at the entrance. Many guards stood outside those carriages, and it was quiet inside the Mage Guild. The young ladies at the counter did not even dare to breathe loudly while a high-profile meeting was held on the second floor.

The people in the meeting included the Mage Guild's president, vice president of and four elders.

"Everyone, tell us! What do you think about Elder Folson's death at the border?"

Audrey sat at the head of the table. Her long eyelashes drooped as they covered her beautiful black eyes that were as gorgeous as the starry sky. Her long hair almost reached her waist, but half of it was covered by the mage hat she wore.

Even though she asked the question, Audrey did not look at the six people across from her. Instead, she trimmed her light purple nails casually. She had just colored her nails, and there was a faint floral fragrance on them.

She had acted insolently, but those powerful mages did not dare to complain about it.

Lady Audrey was the Mage Guild's president; she was a powerful gold-tier mage. However, they did not know that Audrey had another identity—she was Pride, the Demoness Bandit Gang's leader.

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Chapter 120: The Astrologer

"President, since no one else is talking, then let me begin."

The person who spoke sat at the right side of the long table. He wore a heavy gray robe, and he looked old.

As he spoke, the old man reached out and stroked his gray-white goatee. "My suggestion is to gather all the mages in the guild immediately and head to Blackmoon Castle to eradicate that force! Killing a Mage Guild elder is a crime that we cannot tolerate. If they are not severely punished, the Mage Guild will not be able to continue to have a foothold in Monte Town."

That elder was Leonard. He was the vice-president of the Mage Guild in Monte Town, and he was also a gold-tier Mage. He was great at fire-elemental magic. However, even though they were gold-tier mages, he was much weaker than Audrey, who had mastered dark-elemental magic. Therefore, he was very respectful toward her.

"Vice-president Leonard, that doesn't seem appropriate. I heard that Folson died because he was bribed by a manor owner named Zangwill! All these years, Folson has been working as a bounty hunter behind our backs. We have always turned a blind eye to such things, but that doesn't mean that what he did was right."

The person who spoke sat next to Leonard. It was a middle-aged woman with freckles on her face, and she had messy hair. She was in a fiery-red robe. Her name was Anna, the Mage Guild's chief elder, and just like Leonard, the vice-president, they were both fire-elemental mages. However, she was at the peak of the silver tier.

Most mages who practiced fire-elemental magic were short-tempered. In addition, both of them used almost the same materials to practice, and that resulted in frequent friction. Therefore, Anna would always say the opposite of what Leonard said. Of course, she did not think that Folson's death was Blackmoon Castle's fault.

Who could they blame if that person coveted another's property? They could only blame their lack of strength.

After Anna finished speaking, Leonard looked at her with an unhappy expression. Then, their gazes met, and sparks flew.

"I agree with the vice president's words. If you touch one of us, then it doesn't matter if the other party has made a mistake or not. Just kill him! Otherwise, people will think that the Mage Guild is easy. It isn't a matter of right or wrong, but a matter of dignity. What do you think, Lady Audrey?"

A magnetic voice echoed from the side; it was a young man. He had golden hair and a handsome face. At that moment, he had his hands wrapped around the back of his head. He deliberately raised his chair and shook it gently; it made people worry that he would fall.

As soon as he finished speaking, the blond young man stared intently at Audrey. His eyes were filled with undisguised love.

Audrey did not look at him, nor did she seem to be able to hear his voice. Instead, she continued to fiddle with her beautiful fingernails nonchalantly. Then, Anna turned her head in dissatisfaction. "Martin, do you mean that you're on Leonard's side?"

"I'm not taking anyone's side. I'm just standing on the side of justice. So what do you think, President?"

Martin continued to focus on Audrey. When he realized that she ignored him, he curled his lips and cast his gaze at the man behind him. He did not say a word. He had messy brown hair, and his figure was as tall as a giant bear. "Mr. Hilbert, you are known as the unbreakable barrier. Do you have any objections?"

Hilbert had his eyes closed. His resolute face exuded an oppressive aura. Furthermore, he did not wear a mage's robe. Instead, he was in a set of chained armor. As a result, no one could tell if he was a mage.

Hilbert remained silent upon Martin's question. He did not move; it was as if he was asleep.

Martin shrugged. "Didn't you say that you wanted to discuss it? So why aren't you talking? This conversation can't go on like this."

"Well, then there's no need to continue this meeting."

Audrey set her fingers onto the table and raised her head slightly. Her starry eyes seemed bottomless as she looked at everyone there. "From now on, all of you can shut up. I'll speak."

The moment she opened her mouth, the mages held their breaths. Even Hilbers, who had dozed off, opened his eyes.

Audrey's slender fingers tapped on the table. "Three days. I'll give you three days. I want to see heads from everyone in Blackmoon Castle! "Winter's is coming, so I have a lot of things to do. Three days should be enough for all of you. Don't disappoint me. Otherwise, you know what kind of punishment you'll receive."

"Yes, President."

All the mages, including Martin, smiled bitterly.

Their president was a very arrogant person. She often made decisions without listening to them, and she always pretended to let them talk about it; they were already used to it.

"But—" Anna was the only one who hesitated and wanted to say something.

Crack!

Before she could speak, the chair beneath her suddenly shattered, and the broken wood splinters splattered all over her body. Cracks appeared on the ground, and it forced Anna to stand up in a sorry state. Her expression was one of pain.

Audrey pointed her finger at Anna, and a faint black glow appeared on the tip of her finger. Then, she exerted heavy pressure on Anna, which caused her body and calves to tremble non-stop.

"But what? Anna, are you doubting me? You should know that that world revolves around me. Anyone who disobeys me will die! The Mage Guild lost an elder a while ago, but I don't mind losing another one."

The arrogant words from Audrey's mouth sounded so natural.

"Lady Audrey, it's not what you think. I only wanted to say that Blackmoon Castle can wipe out Folson and the allied forces from more than ten manors. Perhaps they have some secret weapon! I even sent someone to inquire about it. They said that Blackmoon Castle's young master, Watson, is the border count's illegitimate son. So if we were to attack Blackmoon Castle, would we anger the border count as well?" Anna's voice trembled; she tried her best to maintain her posture as she defended herself.

"Lady Audrey, I'm not disobeying you. I'm just worried—"

"What are you worried about? The border count? Even though we're at the border, the Mage Guild had been established by His Majesty. So even if the border count had a grudge against His Majesty, he would not dare to oppose us so openly and shed all pretense of cordiality with His Majesty unless he wanted to rebel."

Martin spread his hands and said with a relaxed expression, "How about that? If Anna doesn't want to go, then I can go. I can wipe out a small force at the border by myself."

"Anna, I hope you can finish your words before I lose my temper next time."

Audrey retracted her fingers and deactivated the spell. She leaned against the comfortable, soft chair. "You don't have to worry about the border count. I've already received the notice that the Royal City's Lord Astrologer will come to Monte Town tonight or tomorrow. The border count can't do anything with him around."

The Astrologer?

The few mages looked at each other in surprise.

They had all heard of that name. Anyone who studied magic would have known that name. If the border count was the strongest mage in the kingdom, then his predecessor was the astrologer. After all, he was Lord Sylvan's teacher.

The astrologer had not shown his face in public for more than ten years. Instead, he had been staying in the Constellation Palace that the King had built for him. He was to calculate the kingdom's direction there.

"If the astrologer comes here, then the matter will be resolved."

"He is a platinum-tier mage. If he wants to destroy Blackmoon Castle, then he only needs to lift a finger. He could probably do that in a day! I did not expect a big shot like him would come to such a remote place like Monte Town. Did he think we performed really well and wanted to give us some pointers? If we can get some pointers from him, we'll definitely advance further."

The Mage Guild's elders and the vice-president heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, they were no longer worried about Blackmoon Castle. Instead, they looked forward to a meeting with the astrologer.

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Chapter 121: The Demoness Church's Secret

"The Mage Guild President is your leader; who else is going to the Mage Guild?"

"The astrologer."

"Oh, right! The astrologer… Who is the astrologer?"

Watson sat in the hall as he questioned Envy, who was kneeling in front of him.

It had been an afternoon since they left the hill where the Demoness Bandit Gang was located. Watson had already returned to Blackmoon Castle with a large group of men. At the same time, he sent the manor owners back to their respective residences to comfort them.

As soon as he returned to the castle, he ordered the guards to rest while he stayed in the hall to interrogate the Demoness Bandit Gang leaders he had just brought back.

He chose to separate the Demoness Bandit Gang leaders and interrogate them individually. That way, he could prevent them from colluding with each other. If there was anything that did not match during the interrogation, then someone must have lied.

After he returned, he took off the six-in-one Great Sin Mask and placed it in his spatial bag. The mask was as thin as a Cicada's wing. Even if he had no direct contact with it and it was obstructed by space, it still affected his emotions—that was the power of platinum-tier equipment.

Even though the side effects were powerful, the results were not weak either. Overall, Watson was still delighted.

Envy was respectful when Watson questioned her. She lowered his head and said, "Young Master Watson, do you really not know the astrologer?"

The astrologer, Antonio, was also known as the Sage by the people in the kingdom. They said that he had existed since the establishment of the Holy Dragon Kingdom. He had helped the late King to conquer a large territory and witnessed the growth of the royal family's descendants. Some people said that he had mastered the art of immortality. Many powerful mages in the kingdom were his disciples, and he had created hundreds of spells.

Antonio was also the idol of all the mages in the kingdom. Even if Envy was not a mage, she had heard of that person. She did not expect that Watson, a gold-tier mage and a master of some kind of powerful magic, did not know anything about Antonio. Perhaps the border count had not told him because he was an illegitimate son?

Envy was still confused when Watson asked, "Forget it, let's not talk about that astrologer for now. Tell me—your leader is Pride, and she is also the Mage Guild President. What is going on?"

No matter how powerful the astrologer was, he was only a platinum-tier elite. Even if he had heard about Folson and wanted to take revenge for the Mage Guild, Watson was not afraid as he had the Great Sin Mask.

However, he still had his family and friends in Blackmoon Castle. He had to increase his strength quickly to protect himself, though that was not the most urgent matter at hand.

The most important issue at that moment was Pride.

The most urgent matter at the moment was still Pride. Watson did not expect that his extermination of the bandit gangs and the killing of Folson had actually amounted to the same thing. After he had killed Pride's

subordinates two times over, so he knew that the Mage Guild President, Audrey, would not let him off that easily.

It gave him a headache.

He had thought that after he was a gold-tier elite, he would become the overlord at the border. As long as he did not provoke the border count, he would be able to do whatever he wanted. Then, he realized that the world was quite tiny. There were so many low-profile elites in a small place like the border.

"Young Master Watson, if you want to know about that, then we'd have to start with the origins of the Demoness Bandit Gang."

Envy cleared her throat. "Young Master Watson, do you know that the Demoness Bandit Gang's predecessor was the Demoness Church, which was once the kingdom's official religion. Then, for some reason, the king ordered its destruction?"

"I know."

"The reason the Demoness Church was exterminated was because of the former Queen—Lady Avril! Lady Avril was the border count's sister. She had half-elf blood and was the most beautiful woman in the kingdom at that time. The King loved her dearly, and he swore that he would only marry one woman for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, some bad things happened later."

Envy looked melancholic; she seemed a little angry when she said that.

"The ministers reported that Lady Avril studied evil magic. They said that she used humans for sacrifices, and they found many animal and human corpses in her room…"

Watson nodded. "Even though Avril was beautiful, she had a vicious heart, so the King endured the pain and killed her."

His father, Edward, had told him some of those things during dinner, but he had not explained them in detail.

"Nonsense!" Envy shouted; she even frightened Watson.

When she realized that she had lost her composure, Envy quickly put on a straight face and took a deep breath to calm down. "I'm sorry, Young Master Watson, I didn't mean to be disrespectful to you! Lady Avril is truly a kind person. I can guarantee that she has never done all those things. Those who said that she was evil were either jealous of her or wanted to frame her on purpose."

"You seemed very familiar with Queen Avril."

"That's right; my real name is Denise. I am Lady Avril's personal maid, well, I used to be," Envy said. The scales on her face that symbolized the fire elves glowed with excitement.

Avril was born in the beautiful elven kingdom—the Forest of Eternity. The Moon Elves, the most powerful race there, were the pearl of all elves. As the Fire Elves were born with stronger combat abilities, they had been the Moon Elves' guardians for generations. Denise and Avril had been good friends since they were young.

"That's why I'm different from the other Demoness Bandit Gang leaders. Rebuilding the Great Sin Mask and restoring the glory of the Primordial Demoness are just empty words to them! I think they're only trying to get the mask to increase their strength. They're grateful for the small benefits promised by the King, so they set up a bandit gang to help monitor the border. They're the King's lapdogs. I usually cover myself with a cloak; I can't be bothered to talk to them."

When she mentioned her companions, Envy was quite scornful.

"The King? Promise?"

Watson had so many questions.

He felt as if his brain was not big enough. Was the King not the one who ordered his men to destroy the Demoness' Church? Why did Envy make it sound as if the King had saved them?

"Young Master Watson, you did not know about that either?"

Envy was also a little surprised. As the border count's son, how did Watson not know anything? That was the basis of the hatred between the border count and the King. Perhaps Watson was too young, so the border count did not tell him.

Envy decided not to think about that. She said, "Hmm… You can't trust a man's words, especially someone with so much power. The King had said that he would only marry Lady Avril for the rest of his life. Now, he has another woman! He might think that he saved us from the Demoness Church to repay the debt he owed to Lady Avril. But how can he make up for it when she's already dead?"

'Oh my God!'

Watson did not expect that he would be involved in the enmity between the King and the border count because he had annihilated a bandit gang.

"Goodness! I thought I'd cling to the border count's legs, but I think I need to reconsider that.'

Perhaps the King would observe his every move. If he were to take on the Holy Dragon Kingdom at that point, it would be no different than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Continue." Watson scratched his head.

He still had many things that he did not understand. For example, how could Envy, as the Queen's guard, only be at the silver tier? Why was Avril framed? Why was Envy so respectful to him?

"Then I'll continue."

Envy did not stand on ceremony. She thought that Watson was the border count's illegitimate son; he would know about those things eventually. What else was there to hide?

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Chapter 122: The Most Outstanding Child

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"I can't believe the Demoness Church had such a background. I wonder if Watson's destruction of the Demoness Bandit Gang is a good thing or a bad thing?"

Zeke and Zenoah were leaning against the door outside the room as they eavesdropped on Watson and Envy's conversation.

Zeke was the one who said that, and he looked worried. After he spoke, Zenoah immediately replied, "What's done is done; there's no point in worrying about it. Anyway, Watson provoked them because of us."

If the bandits had not robbed them, Watson would not have wanted to kill all of them, and he would not have been involved in such a thing.

"You do admit that it's because of you two?"

They heard a dignified voice. Zeke and Zenoah turned around and saw their eldest brother, Vincent, behind them. He stared at them with a serious expression.

"Eldest Brother, why are you here? Ouch, it hurts!"

Without giving them a chance to speak, Vincent grabbed and twisted their ears.

"Even though Watson is much smarter than his peers, he's still a child. I don't feel at ease letting him do the interrogation by himself, so I came to take a look! You two are no help at all. Since you have time to eavesdrop, why don't you calculate the losses from the first battle? Although we had no casualties, the knights were still injured, and several hundred silver-tier two-winged ligers were also lost."

"Eldest Brother, we know we're to blame."

Zeke and Zeke could only nod in agreement to Vincent's words. They turned around and left helplessly.

After watching the two of them leave, Vincent looked around and found no one nearby. He leaned on the door and pressed his ear against it.

He had reprimanded his two younger brothers, but he also wanted to hear what Watson had to say to Envy. Those secrets were vital. Otherwise, Watson would not have interrogated her alone. The more he knew, the more dangerous it would be for him. However, no one could control their curiosity.

Faint sounds came from the room. Vincent only heard snippets of their conversation about how the King had supported the Demoness Bandit Gang, how they monitored the border, and how a member of the Demoness Bandit Gang was the Guild President. After he listened to that for a while, he stood up and tidied himself.

Cough, cough.

Then, he realized that his father was walking toward him as he coughed. He asked him calmly, "Did you drink too much water during lunch? Why did you suddenly want to go to the toilet? Vincent, why are you here? Also, what were you doing at the door just now?"

"That door is dirty. I'm just wiping it."

Vincent endured the awkwardness and wiped his fingers on the door. Then, finally, he put it to his mouth and pretended to blow it. "I don't know how the maids do things. That door is so dirty, and no one is cleaning it. It seems like we have to be more diligent in recruiting people in the future."

"Master Vincent, Master Edward, is there a problem with the cleanliness?"

Capella, the omnipotent maid that Watson had fused, came out from some unknown place as if she had heard the call. She put both hands against her abdomen and said with an elegant expression, "Is there a problem? Please let me know, my lords."

Vincent was at a loss. How would he know what the problem was? He only wanted to eavesdrop on Watson's conversation, but his father had caught him in the act. He thought of a random excuse out of embarrassment.

"In short, that door is filthy."

"I understand, Young Master Vincent! One of the maids cleaned it, but I'll ask her to come over and punish her severely to help you vent your anger."

Capella nodded in understanding and waved her hand. A maid came out from the corridor nearby with a basin of water in her hand. A towel was soaked in the water. The maid was dressed in a black and white uniform with a beautiful garland on her head. She did not have any makeup on her face; her slender beauty and exquisite facial features matched her perfectly. One look and one could tell that she was a beautiful woman.

After the maid reached them, her gaze lingered on Vincent's face for a few seconds before she lowered her head with a conflicted expression.

"Head Housemaid Capella, how may I help you?"

"Did you clean that door?"

The maid answered honestly, "Yes, I did."

"Young Master Vincent feels that that door is still filthy; why don't you clean it again? No, do it ten more times! As a maid, it's our job to serve our master. If our master is displeased, it means that we have failed at our duty. If you can't satisfy Young Master Vincent after ten times, then you can leave Blackmoon Castle on your own accord." Capella sounded firm.

She was the manor's head housemaid; Watson gave her the right to reprimand or change her maids.

"Head Housemaid Capella, please give me another chance, I—" The maid knelt on the ground and begged bitterly. Then, a hand reached toward her and pulled her up gently. "Monica? You're Miss Monica, right? Capella, I know her. Let's forget what happened just now."

Vincent looked at the maid in front of him with an indescribable expression; she was none other than Master Wilber's daughter. Every since they seized Wilber Liszt Manor, the people from that manor had moved to Blackmoon Castle as subordinates, and Monica was one of them.

When she first became a maid, Monica complained about things like how she was from a noble family, and she should not serve anyone else, how someone should serve her, or how she would kill everyone. Capella had beaten her for two days before her tears stopped. After that, she became much more restrained.

At that moment, Monica suddenly thought of her father's death. Anger surfaced in her eyes, followed by deep sorrow—it changed several times. She gritted her teeth and pushed Vincent's hand away before she turned around and ran away.

"Young Master Vincent, how dare she be so disrespectful to you! I will bring her back now." Capella's gaze turned cold.

"No need. Let her go."

Vincent smiled bitterly. He had wanted to marry Monica because of the benefits for his family. So even though he had no feelings for her, he could not say that he did not have any feelings at all. Plus, Monica's father had died because of Blackmoon Castle. So he had some sympathy for her.

Furthermore, he felt that Monica had changed. She was not as unruly as she used to be. She gave him a different feeling then. Should he ask Watson for Monica to be his personal maid?

He could also tell his father about that.

With that thought in mind, Vincent turned around and suddenly felt a little lost. His father, who had said that he was going to the toilet, had disappeared without a trace.

..

At the stairs on the second floor of the mansion.

Edward patted his chest. "You scared me to death. I almost got caught eavesdropping on Watson's conversation! Fortunately, Vincent only found Zeke and Zeke, and not me."

"How old are you? Why are you still doing such a childish thing? If you are worried about Watson, why don't you just go in there and listen?" Catherine wore a light muslin dress. She leaned against the corridor wall of the corridor; her posture showed her beautiful figure.

"Catherine, so you're here too."

Edward was stunned at first, then he scratched his cheek and revealed a shy expression. "I don't want to give Watson any pressure. He brought the Demoness Bandit Gang home and deliberately sent the guards away because he knew that things were not that simple. If he were to tell us about it, it might cause us to panic! I've decided to be a father who watches from afar, so—"

"You mean you're lazy? What excuse do you have?"

Catherine rolled her eyes as if she had thought of something. "Edward, that matter has something to do with you too! The reason you were expelled by the Saint Laurent family back then was that they had followed His Majesty's order and asked you to—"

"Catherine!"

Before his wife could finish her sentence, Edward interrupted her with a solemn expression. "That matter has already passed. I hope you won't bring it up again."

"Don't you intend to tell Watson about that?"

"There's no need because—" Edward glanced down the stairs. The corners of his mouth rose, and his eyes were filled with satisfaction. "Even if I don't say anything, that child will do everything well, to the extent that it is beyond my expectations! I have to admit that he is the most outstanding of all my children, and he is also my pride."

Catherine, who stood at the side, revealed the same smile and corrected him. "No, he is our pride."

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