Sariel was shocked: "Why bring him back to the residence? Did he leave a lewd mark?"
The butler replied: "There’s no news regarding a mark. Bringing him back to the residence should be normal etiquette, it’s not appropriate to send soone who has made contributions straight back to prison..."
With Silver Flower’s pride, she would never explode into a scandal like Gem Flower...
Sariel was furious: "What contribution did he make? The citizens all know he spread the plague, they all know he’s a despicable bastard, putting him inside is just right—no, I want to use the Sword of Judgnt to abolish his account!"
The butler urgently said: "Sir, calm down! Not to ntion you don’t have enough Privilege Points to use the Sword of Judgnt, if by any chance you judge him like Lord Raphael to have rit, it would be troubleso, since he killed an Evil God..."
Sariel couldn’t wait any longer: "I will teleport back to the city imdiately to ask Remia!"
"Sir, it is still the escort mission period, we must safely escort the Golden Battleship back to port for rest!"
Sariel was choked with frustration!
At this ti, the Ten Lords in the chat group all logged in to greet each other good morning.
Michael asked: "Sariel, was everything smooth last night?"
Sariel was helpless: "It was fairly smooth, just a piece of news is hard to confirm..."
The lords were in an uproar: "He clearly had a chance for pardon, and could have even gained Silver Flower’s favor, why did he do that?"
Raphael was furious: "Because he’s despicable!"
Michael frowned: "A person ranked 11 globally for being detained for two days, does calling him despicable fit the logic?"
Gabriel sighed: "We still need to figure out what this mark ultimately is, unfortunately, it is too private for even Gem Flower to take a look..."
Michael said: "Forget it, I’d better go to the Heroic Spirit Hall and ask as the butler. Sariel, take care of yourself."
...
Michael didn’t go to the Heroic Spirit Hall imdiately, since accompanying the lady as a butler is often a ti-consuming task, also having to endure the lower beings’ irritations. It can’t be treated as the top priority.
Better to first check on Mr. Clown’s surveillance situation at the library.
Of course, Michael sent an advanced flower pot with a built-in surveillance function, but comparing two surveillance views was more reassuring. For the Ten Lords, guessing people’s minds is both troubleso and inefficient; full surveillance is more reassuring and relaxing.
Upon arriving at the library’s surveillance room, he discovered the clown was sleeping.
Michael frowned, was this another case of soone deliberately putting on a show of flattery?
Upon reviewing the records, Michael realized he had misunderstood. The clown had been drawing calculations with magic all along, imrsed in a state of intense passion, and seed to have exhausted himself to sleep after solving a big problem with relief.
Checking his progress on the Astrology Book, it remained throughout on the first Chapter.
Michael felt sowhat sorry for this talent, feeling he shouldn’t have lent him the Astrology Book, as it solely added to his burden.
Let him rest, then.
Then, Michael rushed back to the Investigation Bureau, the central special forces search departnt of the city, which was also Michael’s core duty as the player with top privileges. Michael wanted to inquire about Beelzebub’s investigation progress.
At this ti, an investigator hurried over to report: "Sage Lord, around 4 AM, the Celestial Net Barrier detected a group of fire energy bodies leaving the city through an alternate space transfer mode, suspected Fla Demon Transmission! Simultaneously, the mining ship radar on the 36th Mineral Star also detected suspected Fla Demon Transmission alternate space fluctuations!"
Michael was shocked: "Fla Demon Transmission? Since it’s Fla Demon, why didn’t the barrier serve to intercept and kill it?"
The investigator was troubled: "This..."
The answer might be simple, because it was not a demon at all!
Michael was excited: "Take to the control room to see the surveillance playback..."
"Yes, my Lord!"
Simultaneously, Michael imdiately contacted Uriel in the chat area: "Uriel, are you awake yet? Your guild master might have so news!"
Uriel was excited: "I’m currently transporting ore in the Earth Fla Tribe!"
The lords laughed: "Uriel is so diligent, it seems Uriel didn’t get much sleep last night either?"
Uriel said helplessly: "The monsters along the way have started to respawn, and there seems to be a need to defend the city against a poop mountain attack, I’m also trying to avoid nightti hours..."
Michael sighed: "The Empire Astrologer said the sa, ntioning that after only half a month of the official server’s launch, a poop mountain needs to be cleared, very troubleso indeed..."
While speaking, Michael arrived at the control room, which was as sci-fi as the Galaxy Battleship Headquarters.
The officials started the surveillance replay. Although it was just a subtle wave-like ripple, because this fire elent was so pure, the radar still roughly captured its trajectory.
Uriel was shocked: "It’s it! The monitoring ripple is showing signs of instability, it’s due to it having the Power of Chaos!"
Michael was stunned: "It even exploded its Crystal Core out, how did it revive?"
Sela was also surprised: "It’s an Earth Fla rookie, how could it master such advanced space movent? Would the Earth Fla Leader even know it?"
Uriel said: "Is it possible that it has more than one Crystal Core? I’m currently in the Earth Fla Tribe, let go and ask the leader."
Michael frowned, finally noticing the abundance of doubts!
Gabriel was astonished: "It seems it went to the Void Frontier area, which is dangerous, troubleso, and has void storms; how can it develop as a rookie?"
Raphael said in surprise: "Probably feeding on minerals?"
Sela said: "Elental Creatures can only consu minerals of corresponding attributes. To develop, it can only forcibly mutate into Void Elental Creatures, let’s see."
Raphael laughed: "Mutation is not that easy. It could starve before it even mutates."
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