Surviving The Fourth Calamity

However, what shocked 'Snow Cloud Peak' even more was seeing the records of the Planar Trade Association selling two Elf Princesses... The handler was a subordinate of the pair from the Ridge of Giants.

Presumably, it was that Half-Succubus that Hill had taken down.

The buyer was also clear and straightforward, being a subordinate of the Lady of Pain, Dabas.

'Snow Cloud Peak' scratched his head in confusion, but he knew that Mulan, the newly appointed Elf King who had a decent relationship with Agleya, was constantly searching for his two missing sisters.

Though he wasn't familiar with Mark City, the transaction documents passing through dozens of planar spaces indicated how determined the Lady of Pain was to acquire these two sisters.

She was even willing to pay a hefty sum to have the Trade Association, which could traverse multiple planes, transfer these two princesses multiple times, just to prevent the Elf Deity System from finding any clues.

'Snow Cloud Peak' felt that these two Moonflower Princesses were probably doomed, and sighed.

That's why he preferred combat missions over this kind of exploration mission... Whether it's an Eastern or Western game, all searches, and all entanglements inevitably end in tragedy.

Moreover, it's either a grand, dramatic death or a pathetic, miserable one; always aiming to make people shed tears for the NPCs... People with rich emotions can't handle such tear-jerkers.

'Snow Cloud Peak' silently categorized the documents in his hands.

He was in a bad mood, so those accounts of nobles paying to ambush others, Snow Old Dog unapologetically copied them and sent a copy to Prince Holmes for a bit of fun.

As for whether this prince would handle it or how he would handle it... He made sure the person delivering the documents emphasized that it was a copy.

If you're thinking of conspiracies to frame and kill enemies, or even replacing the perpetrator... take a look at the righteous messengers, the Teraxil Elves, oh Yinbutu Crown Prince~

Most importantly, when they were in Kalinsan, it wasn't a secret that they had harpists brought out to work.

Prince Holmes couldn't possibly be unaware that the well-informed harpists might also have the same information, as well as the Tyr Temple... Even though the most intimidating part of the contract he signed was Lansendel's Holy Emblem, there's no way the Yinbutu Crown Prince couldn't see Tyr's Holy Emblem as well.

To have Tyr willing to place its own Holy Emblem side by side with Lansendel's on the same contract paper; no one could believe that the Teraxil Elves didn't have a good relationship with him.

Snow Old Dog, of course, Snow Old Dog would do the same!

The matters of Toril should naturally be handled by the most famous kind alignment organization in Toril! What's it to us, a group just doing our job for pay~

He sifted and sorted through, and casually made a copy of the account where money was paid on Giant Valley's side to have the Queen of Succubus clear the forests near the small towns of Yinbutu, and with a grin, sent it to the unlucky Yinbutu Crown Prince.

He couldn't help but sympathize with Prince Holmes... The sheer stupidity of King of Yinbutu was evident from the Queen of Succubus's snarky comments in the ledger — getting fooled by women left and right, a being with less intelligence than a goblin; if all humans were like this, Toril could soon be dragged into the Abyss.

Moreover, she once attempted to have her Half-Succubus subordinates seduce the King, to completely seal off the Ridge of Giants Mountain for her.

However, all her subordinates returned in failure... The reason why the King of Yinbutu was only selling off royal assets and not state assets wasn't due to some remaining conscience, but because the Royal Seal had been entrusted to the Queen by all the nobles and ministers.

The King of Yinbutu wasn't foolish, nor evil; he just easily fell into pure love... Isn't it perfectly normal for a gentleman to offer everything he has to his beloved?

But when he's not in love, he's quite normal... If he adamantly refuses to hand over the Royal Seal, no one dares to forcibly take it.

To make Queen Yinbutu hand over the Royal Seal for the foolish King to stamp on a lover that was clearly sent by a Succubus, she'd rather be a widow.

And from then on, the gentle and understanding sweethearts who idolized the King disappeared without a trace; otherwise, the King wouldn't have been absorbed in a love life with a fisherwoman.

'Snow Cloud Peak' looked at the Succubus's fierce tirade against the King in the records, and the recorded various love affairs, couldn't help but shed two tears of sympathy for the young Prince Holmes.

Of course, this bit of sympathy couldn't stop Snow Old Dog from frantically copying with the magic wand... How amusing! Isn't this the kind of noble, devoted male lead that those little girls adore, who would relinquish country, family, and children for love?

Snow Old Dog almost hummed a tune, as those pesky girls kept urging him to learn to act gentlemanly... The King of Yinbutu truly is the epitome of gentility!

One wonders if they can imagine themselves as one of those Succubi, or that fisherwoman?

In great smugness... This preemptively stirred up a storm of scoldings... Snow Old Dog swiftly found what William wanted, copied it onto a tablet, and then submitted the mission.

The abundant experience made him smile so much that he squinted his eyes.

William also quickly had Marsha deliver what Hill needed to the castle… As soon as Marsha opened her mouth, the moonlight in the pool suddenly shifted and rushed directly towards the Alchemy Hall.

Taking advantage of Shaer's absence, the unyielding Celene planned to try once more.

Hill twitched his mouth, taking advantage of the leisure time, he opened the file, and then his gaze froze.

He was actually pessimistic about the fate of those two princesses, but Hill felt that it's very likely they were transformed by being fused together with other creatures.

Although their appearances might be altered beyond recognition, there's still a slight chance they are alive.

However, if Dabas directly took over, the fate of these two princesses would likely be to become materials for the Lady of Pain to build a labyrinth.

These bizarre creatures could never leave Mark City, and some ancient fellows who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years always suspected that they are the expression of Mark City's metabolism as a living organism.

Most of the time, Dabas are patching up things in Mark City. They reinforce the drainage systems and tombs beneath the roads, eradicate the overly exuberant Razor Vine, pave the cobblestone streets, and repair the precarious old houses in the city. To most people, Dabas are just mysterious and introverted workers.

However, those fools who dare to break the law have seen another side of Dabas... Dabas exist as the emissary of the Lady of Pain.

And these creatures like the cells of Mark City, even the Lady of Pain cannot easily kill them.

You should know, when that God of Portals who represents travel, wealth, opportunity, and… the God of Portals was making boastful claims in Mark City, considering himself the future master of Mark City, the Lady of Pain had no reaction until a Dabas donned his Holy Robe.

Under the Lady's wrath, the grand temple of this God of Portals turned into rubble, and everything within six blocks vanished without a trace. As for himself... hmm, a new corpse was sent to the large labyrinth located at Deep Ether Center, reportedly nailed with the Lady's blade.

However, that Dabas who switched robes, could still comfortably live in Mark City, daily manifesting the Holy Emblem of this deity above his head, hoping to awaken him once again.

With the Lady of Pain's relentless and thorough nature, she definitely wouldn't suddenly discover compassion to spare her former subordinate.

Mark City's most terrifying feature is the labyrinths created by the Lady of Pain for her enemies... It's the harshest punishment in Mark City, left by the Lady for those who pose the greatest threats to her power.

They are part of the city but not within the city, no sane and clever person would want to go there for a visit.

The labyrinth is a cage specially prepared by the Lady for those potential divine power traffickers in Mark City.

And the cage's bars require very special strength, if she wants to completely seal it from someone from the past, who could possibly open the door and escape once they regain their senses, it needs constant reinforcement.

The Moonflower Royalty's two princesses very likely became the iron bars of the labyrinth... Elves are naturally sensitive to space, not to mention the bloodline passed down from Coron within the Moonflower Royalty, however faint that is, it is still divine blood.

Hill sighed lightly, no wonder the Elf Deity System cannot determine the whereabouts of those two princesses… In the closed labyrinth of the Ethereal Plane, even if Coron took action personally, there would be no way.

"Marsha, what about Mulan?" Hill couldn't help but ask.

"His Majesty William has already sent a message over there, delivered by the Undead Tribe and only handed directly to that prince."

Hill nodded with realization.

Previously, their communications with Mulan were always sent by the Elven City Guards, conveniently allowing them to go home for a visit.

But those messages did not require confidentiality.

But this one does not… Ordinary elves can shout for the princess's revenge against Mark City, but the Elf King might not necessarily be able to speak up.

In the end, it's up to the new king of Moonflower to decide whether to choose revenge in secret or publicly.

Revenge is always easier said than done… If the enemy is the kind comparable to the mighty deities akin to AO, it's even harder.

William knows very well that governing a country can never be impulsive, so he left this little prince of the past, now the new Moonflower King, some room to struggle.

But no matter how furious he gets upon learning this message, as long as he calms down, he can only choose to act secretly… That Sorrowful Queen wandering in the Stellar Realm is more likely to stir something up.

A weak nation has no diplomacy, a weak nation also has no right to start a war actively, but the lone wolf is always the most dangerous being, not to mention it is a mother lone wolf who has already gone mad due to the loss of her child.

Hill thought for a moment, then pulled out some potent Alchemical Oddities from his pendant… especially those super bombs comparable to the 9th-level Flameburst Spell, took out a small box and sealed it well: "List, remember to remind me to send a gift to the Moonflower Queen when we can communicate with the Stellar Realm."