Chapter 3154: Dusk Miscellany · Only When Placed on the Table Does the Sacrificial Piece Reveal Itself_3

The Holy Blood Seal ceremony for the vampires is imminent.

It’s a great opportunity, not only to deal with Murphy, but even the troublesome Lord Paryen can be eliminated in one fell swoop. After helping you unlock this thing, I’ll return to the Life Greenhouse to make preparations, but I’ll need the Countess’s help.

And you must be ready to lose us both at the same time.

Murphy is too wicked, and I’m not entirely confident I can deal with him for you.”

“My friend, do you know what you’re saying?”

The Monk Leader said seriously:

“You’re planning to transform yourself into a pawn and place yourself on the chessboard.”

“Hehe, this is essentially the endgame of the creator’s struggle with original sin, and every pawn has its position and the duty it must fulfill. But all of this has been predicted by skillful players. The creator left behind Alpha, a brilliant move from divine inspiration, and you need a pawn that exists off the board to invigorate this game.”

The Scholar was indifferent.

He said calmly in the cabin:

“You know, my pursuits don’t align with your simple desire to shape the Twilight Moment. I just want to achieve that preordained Great Revival; it’s better to paint boldly on a blank canvas than to patch up the chaos on the current one. You yearn for the serene beauty of the Twilight Moment, but I want more. Only when the future you’ve shaped for this world arrives can I fulfill my ideal… it’s a burning fire that needs kindling to spread. So this time, I will chamber myself.”

“My friend, you are always the bravest among us.”

The Monk Leader half-knelt on the ground, aligning his gaze with the Scholar’s, sincerely bowing his head to kiss the ring on the Scholar’s raised left hand, and said softly:

“I promise you, everything we wish to see will be realized! This tragic world will be cleansed of original sin and will thrive and restart in the cradle of that warm, dead night. All the shameful remnants left by the creator’s invaders will be purged, as we do not need the invaders’ pity; we can face the challenges of the stars ourselves. Now, I ask you to help me break through this grand thinker’s firewall in the shortest time possible, before the Sentinel Corps diverts warriors from the Subspace Battlefield to rescue her. I need to obtain the highest authorization of the Sentinel Corps. We must acquire it! Those bound shall be free, those protected shall awaken, those disguised shall be unveiled, those imprisoned shall awaken! We must unlock that lock and return to the warm embrace.”

“I will start immediately.”

The Scholar said sternly:

“But have you identified the identity of the third decision-maker besides you and Pa Ying when the God’s Scepter fires?”

“Who else could it be?”

The Monk Leader stood up, with a smirk, and said:

“It’s none other than ‘the Thief’ Verdia, worry not, I will handle this issue. But even with Verdia’s assistance, it won’t be a great feat, because as long as Murphy reaches the Creator Engine, all the restrictions set by the Eden District Management Committee will be lifted. He’s merely a dispensable guy. However, at this moment, having an extra collaborator is not a bad thing either. The Countess will extricate herself from the tedious affairs of the New Federation and can go relax on the Old Continent.”

“Forgive my bluntness, the Countess has serious psychological issues like Origin.”

The Scholar whispered:

“Keep a close watch on her, or she will definitely give you a ‘surprise’ at some point.”

“She’s a pitiful soul shaped by fate, just like us.”

The Monk Leader shook his head and said:

“We pitiful people clinging together shouldn’t harm each other. In the powerful oppression brought by the wondrous Mr. Morphy, everyone must unite to reach the end.”

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“Mayor Pat, here are the new weapons we’ve brought; they’re top-notch stuff!”

On the deck of this Seven Islands Alliance merchant ship, a man with a captain’s outfit but unable to hide his pirate aura pointed at the peculiar barrels placed on the deck and said to the Mediterranean mayor beside him:

“These are forbidden items from the Circle Tower, a war plague that can turn enemies into undead after killing them. It took us a long time to replicate this thing. I won’t hide it any longer; this thing was originally intended to deal with you, as your fleet has oppressed us quite badly. But if you can’t withstand the Ganote barbarians’ attack on land, the annihilation of our small force is just a matter of time. So, we’ll hand it over to you. This batch is free, but we’ll charge for more later.”

“A plague?”

Mayor Pat blinked.

There was a flicker of conflict in his eyes, but soon that gaze turned fierce.

He said:

“Then please make more. If the New Federation can’t be protected, what use would all that money be? However, this must be applied to the New Federation’s Chairman before a final decision can be made; you’ll need to wait…”

“Master! Urgent news!”

Before Mayor Pat finished his words, his obedient Ganote servant came rushing to him urgently:

“There’s trouble at the Chairman’s Mansion. Aztec assassins have infiltrated to assassinate our Queen…”

“The New Federation has no Queen, only a Chairman, you idiot.”

Mayor Pat roared in anger, turning to rush towards the shore.

But inside, he felt no sorrow or anger about the assassination of the Chairman, but rather an inexplicable joy.

Ha, that cold bitch of a vampire is finally dead, and with his reputation in the New Federal United States, he’s sure to be the next Chairman. Well, some activities need to be done, like throwing a lot of money to snag some votes or something.

Heh, the flavor of democracy, one just has to savor it, everything must go through a process after all.