And it’s that despicable Apostle of Sinful Desire everyone despises!
The guy who even dogs would avoid; indeed, even the Evil God has few allies.
By that ti, the Justice Faction will send people to punish her, the Evil Faction won’t help her either, and the Dark Territory, to avoid trouble, will likely also ostracize her.
The only ending left for Stella might be to hide in the Abyss or so such place, waiting until she has sufficient strength to return.
"No, this is my own decision as well."
Herbert didn’t push all the responsibility onto Svanni; coming here was also his own decision, and there’s no need to shirk responsibility at this mont.
"Indeed, the current situation has taken by surprise."
Herbert sighed, unable to help but shake his head.
Assassinating an Evil God’s Devotee suddenly beca stopping a forbidden ritual to please the Evil God—was this really my job?
Heh... not to ntion, it actually is!
This is exactly the core duty of a Paladin, isn’t it?
I was planning to play the role of an assassin, how did it turn into my regular Paladin duty?
"...Wait a minute, things might not be that bad."
Switching to a Paladin work mode, Herbert’s mindset subtly shifted.
"From another perspective, we’ve arrived at just the right ti."
Once his thoughts shifted, more ideas imdiately erged.
"If we were any later, we might have had no chance at all. A Devotee who received a massive blessing from the deity would likely be directly promoted to an Epic Level Apostle."
"Any earlier, and the ritual wouldn’t have started; Stella would be undistracted, and with other forces, wouldn’t be easy to deal with."
"But right now, with the ritual halfway through, most of Stella’s focus is on maintaining the ritual, relying heavily on external protection for her defense."
"Yes, it’s the best ti for a decapitation strike."
Yes, as long as our mindset doesn’t falter, there are always more solutions than problems.
If there’s an opportunity, seize it.
If not, create one and seize it anyway.
Herbert’s confident statent made Svanni glance sideways, with nurous thoughts passing by as she slowly exhaled and nodded: "Your words indeed have so rit."
She was just initially shocked, causing so imbalance in her mindset, but she quickly adjusted.
She has never been the kind to be scared by difficulties.
Seeing that her emotions had stabilized, Herbert nodded secretly, softly asking, "The question now is, can you bypass the majority of the defenses and get directly to Stella."
The most crucial point in the decapitation operation is that the "inner traitor," Svanni, is truly reliable.
"Rest assured."
Svanni nodded slowly, firmly saying: "I prepared a secret passage in the city years ago, leading directly to the City Lord’s Mansion. This passage is known to no one."
"Then lead the way."
Herbert nodded slightly, then gently tugged at the Vampire still secretly watching the "performance" on the street nearby.
"Let’s go, stop looking, your eyes are about to fall out."
"Oh oh... "
Eliza snapped back to reality, nodded, and then quickly reacted, hurriedly saying: "What did you say? Looking at what? I didn’t look! Really, I didn’t!"
Don’t talk nonsense, I didn’t see anything!
"Alright alright, you didn’t look, didn’t look."
Herbert nodded perfunctorily and then quietly asked her: "Eliza, is the situation worse than I previously thought, are you scared now?"
On the road to Malagas, Herbert had quietly explained their purpose to Eliza in detail.
Herbert even prepared a persuasion plan in case Eliza disagreed, but she agreed without even thinking, not caring how dangerous it was to assassinate the City Lord.
"Scared? Hmph!"
Eliza snorted: "What’s to be scared of? Just an Evil God’s Devotee, right? Could there be any more changes?"
She glanced sideways at Herbert and "Vilamay," sneering disdainfully: "What, are you two afraid of death? What’s there to fear? At worst it’s just death."
Eliza feared losing herself, dying as a monster, but she has never feared death.
The day she transford into a Vampire, she had already died once.
The human part of her had long since died, and what remained was a proud Vampire.
Facing Herbert’s and Svanni’s slightly surprised exchange of glances.
"... Hehe."
Svanni shook her head with a smile, leading the way forward.
Herbert, on the other hand, earnestly told the Vampire lady: "Just to be clear, I’m not afraid of dying, but I don’t want to die so early."
"I have reasons not to die, and quite a few at that."
Eliza raised an eyebrow, curious: "Like what?"
"For instance..."
Herbert raised his hand, holding hers, and gently said: "There are many things between us that we haven’t done yet, aren’t there?"
Eliza: !!?
"...What, what things are you talking about?"
With a mysterious smile, Herbert answered quite simply.
"Not telling you~ Haha! If you want to know, then do your best to keep alive."
Leaving Eliza bewildered in the wind, Herbert caught up with Svanni ahead.
Eliza: ?
"You... pfft."
Under Svanni’s guidance, they moved unimpeded towards the secret passage.
Perhaps due to the festival, a large crowd had gathered, leaving these corners devoid of living people.
But when they entered a remote path, Eliza suddenly twitched her nose.
"Soone’s here."
She slled blood.
This area was intentionally isolated from the surroundings, otherwise she would have slled it much earlier.
Soon, Herbert also saw the source of the blood— a brutal scene of several people besieging a single person.
"Eh? A Snake Demon?"
Herbert initially planned to leave as if nothing happened, but watching the besieged Snake Demon girl, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"Hmm?"
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