Chapter 852: Telling the Truth is Always Unbelievable
Chapter 852: Telling the Truth is Always Unbelievable
My dear Chief, is there something extraordinary about our relationship that I should know?
As he watched the red-haired Chief's expression, which seemed to say, "It's okay, you can tell me, I can handle it," Lyon couldn't help but twitch his lips. He then sighed and retorted, "The Sorceress Kingdom is doing just fine! Chief, what are you implying, that I'm eliminating one after another?"
"Hmm."
After responding noncommittally, the red-haired Chief pointed to the "ruins" behind Lyon.
"Is that the altar for the Sorcerer King Ritual behind you? That's the Great Ceremony held once in almost a hundred years in the Sorceress Kingdom. How did it end up like this?"
"Er..."
Lyon turned back and took a look. Indeed, his "call background" was a bit of a mess. He scratched the back of his head.
"I just dismantled the altar, but there's a reason for it..."
"Hmm, I believe you."
After responding without sincerity, the red-haired Chief sighed and said, "The Great Witch King is no more, right?"
"Yes... But she passed away of old age. I came just in time, or she would have left soon anyway."
"Then what? Did her daughter inherit the throne, right?"
"Yes, who else would take the position?"
"After that, you and Princess Caitlyn... um... Queen Caitlyn, you have a good relationship, right? And there are even rumors of an affair?"
"Er..."
Lyon turned back and glanced at the members of various societies being taken away by the guards. They were pointing and gesturing at him, but he couldn't help but remain silent, and then he tried to explain, "We... have been through life and death together for several days, so of course, there's some friendship. As for the rumors, well, last night after she finished bathing, she came to find me, and many people saw us. But we actually had serious business..."
"Okay, let's put the rumors aside for now."
The red-haired Chief sighed and asked, "I'm asking you, after she secures the throne, will she immediately issue an order to draw closer to you and Queen Veronica? To cooperate with your kingdom in all aspects?"
"Well... Our kingdom has food, resources, and the technology of the Crok Kingdom. We were already great partners. Plus, with my relationship with Caitlyn, it seems quite normal for her to make such a decision, right?"
Pfft! Normal, my ass!
Seeing Lyon's innocent and even slightly aggrieved expression as he kept refuting the Chief's words, the red-haired Chief couldn't help but roll his eyes.
If it were truly normal, how come you always get all the good things? You bastard, it's like you have this compulsive disorder. Every time you go on an assignment, you desperately try to get something into Queen Veronica's pocket."
Three assignments, three kings replaced, and if you count the Ironclad Queen's attack on the palace, you've already replaced four kings of the Twelve Kingdoms! And they've all been replaced by queens! You're something else... If this is all just a coincidence, I'll bite every bottle in the warehouse!
"Just say whatever you want!"
After giving Lyon a glare, the red-haired Chief sighed and said, "After all, it's the Pillar Deity's attack, and you managed to return safely, which is already a blessing. Compared to you surviving and escaping the Pillar Deity's attack, these are minor matters... By the way, how did you repel the Tale of Illusions?"
"I captured her."
"Oh, so you captured her... What did you say?"
Lyon repeated himself and moved the small mirror to point at the Three-Headed Black Dog, which was lying on the ground groaning due to indigestion. He pointed at the dog's belly and said, "I can't kill the Tale of Illusions yet, I can only think of a way to lock her up for now. Although I captured her, the one with the most credit is Matthew. If he hadn't brought back the physical body of the Tale of Illusions..."
"You captured a Pillar Deity?"
"Huh?!"
Upon hearing such shocking news, even the usually unflappable Red-Haired Director couldn't help but feel his mind go blank for a moment, not even registering what Lyon was saying. He repeated in awe:
"You not only repelled the Tale of Illusions but also captured her?"
"Yes, Matthew and I captured her together, and Matthew's side might have been even more crucial."
After correcting the Red-Haired Director's statement, Lyon hesitated slightly before asking:
"Director, how is Sir Taurus doing with the injuries she sustained during her ascension?"
"She's about halfway there... Why do you ask? Are you thinking of asking her to forge the Anomaly?"
"Yes."
Lyon nodded, his expression showing some hesitation as he said:
"Aside from the Tale of Illusions, I also obtained quite a few rare materials this time. The quantity is a bit excessive, and if we're going to forge a complete set, I'm worried that Sir Taurus won't be able to handle the high-intensity consumption of secret techniques."
"Don't worry, it won't come to that."
The Red-Haired Director shook his head at Lyon's words, explaining with a hint of amusement:
"Although Sir Taurus was severely injured at the time, and her soul and body aren't fully synchronized yet, she's still a Director. Even if you captured seven or eight True Gods and sent them over, she could still handle it."
"But I captured nearly forty True Gods. She might not be able to endure that, right?"
"Ah, you're exaggerating!"
"To be precise, I killed the physical bodies of thirty-nine True Gods, but I let fifteen of their souls escape. So, it's twenty-four complete True Gods and the physical bodies left behind by fifteen True Gods after their descent."
"Ah?!?!"
"There's also an entire Execution Platform where thirty-nine True Gods died, thirty-nine wooden stakes stained with Divine Blood, a sniper rifle that killed thirty-nine True Gods, and a Ceremonial Carpet soaked in Divine Blood... These should be a set. Can Sir Taurus forge all of these together?"
"Ah?!?!"
Hmph! You're trying to frame me!
Seeing the director's widened eyes in the mirror, unable to say anything other than "Ah," Lyon couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, then looked at him in surprise and asked:
"Director, why are you keeping your mouth open like that? Is it too hot, and you need to use your tongue to dissipate the heat?"
"..."
Pfft! You're the one who's acting like a dog!
After understanding Lyon's implication, the Red-Haired Director closed his mouth and glared at him.
"You scared me! Don't joke about such things in the future. You made it sound so real that I thought you had actually killed that many True Gods!"
"I wasn't joking. What I said just now was all true."
"Yes, yes, it's all true. The Butcher King Society lost half its members to you alone. We, Lyon, are truly remarkable~"
Mimicking Lyon's earlier expression, the Red-Haired Director responded with a mocking tone. After calming down, he took a deep breath, opened a bottle of wine, and took a swig. Then, he spoke with a sense of relief:
"Anyway, it's great that you're fine. You've been quiet for over a week, and I've been drinking the wine I bought, but it's getting a bit much... Wait, Sir Taurus seems to have something to say."
(End of Chapter)
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