After resting for a while, Erigor took the opportunity to explain why he and Korfax had come here: they were looking to form a Brotherhood and were here to recruit members.
Regardless of the organization, there will always be various small groups that come together because of shared interests. Erigor established the Brotherhood not to fight for power and profit, but to share intelligence, cooperate, and better fight against enemies.
"Our Brotherhood of the Light only accepts the elite of the elite. Congratulations to you two brothers, you've caught my eye." Erigor extended the invitation in a very casual manner.
Unas sensed a pyramid scheme in the air. The Brotherhood of the Light —what an unoriginal name, but it sounded familiar. There seemed to be such an organization in the game; joining it probably wouldn't hurt.
"Okay, I'll join."
"Haha, great! I knew you'd support me, brother." Erigor looked quite pleased and reached out to pat Unas on the shoulder, but the latter quickly dodged.
Having missed his target, Erigor looked at Darian again. The blond boy, meeting his hopeful gaze, smiled wryly and said, "I'll think about it some more."
Unlike Unas, who was all alone, Darian also represented the Mograine family name, so he couldn't just join any private gang.
"No problem," Erigor seemed to have expected this answer, but he still didn't give up on the pyramid scheme. "Although there are limited spots, I will always reserve a place for you."
Darian nodded apologetically, seemingly feeling a little guilty about Erigor's scarcity marketing tactics.
Unas didn't expose Erigor's mistake, but instead inquired about the Brotherhood's situation, only to discover that the three people present were the entire membership. He immediately felt like he'd been tricked.
Erigor was very confident in the Brotherhood's future, painting a bright picture for him. Unas sighed inwardly, but had nothing to complain about, after all, he was now one of the three leaders of the Brotherhood of the Light.
At noon, at Unas's suggestion, the four of them went to the small tavern that he had converted into a Chinese restaurant. The tavern was bustling with business, a stark contrast to its previous quiet state. The owner warmly welcomed Unas, who was like a benefactor to him.
Erigor and Korfax also raved about the new dishes. After a hearty meal, the two parted ways with Unas and Darian, Brotherhood still in its early stages and they needed to recruit new members.
To avoid the revenge of the Northern Maple soldiers, Unas and Darian separated, finding it safer to stay at home for the time being.
After Darian walked away, Unas went to the kitchen and found the owner. He pretended to be researching new dishes and wanted to secretly buy a live sheep to take home. He said it was a trade secret and asked the owner to keep it a secret.
The boss readily agreed, saying he could profit from any new dishes. Unas had recently made a fortune and wasn't stingy, paying a generous hush money fee. He also emphasized that the sheep had to be live, which stumped the boss, as he had only bought sheep that had been butchered into pieces.
The fat boss was even more anxious Unas, promising to help him get a live one and telling him to come pick it up that night. This suited Unas perfectly, since it would be more discreet at night.
At midnight, the noisy Monastery returned to Tranquility. Unas placed a basin of water on the table, where a small white lamb with its mouth and limbs bound trembled slightly on the ground.
Meditation in Gordon's hut for an afternoon, Unas returned to the shop for a meal, and before leaving, the owner kept his promise and gave him the lamb.
With the offerings, they could contact Balnazzar. Unas was extremely nervous, unsure of the consequences, but it was something he had to do.
He grabbed the lamb and used a dagger to carve the word "Wu" on its forehead. This was what Betheris taught him. Every sacrificer must leave his own mark on his sacrifice, just like a trademark to show ownership.
And it's best not to overlap with others, otherwise your sacrifice may become someone else's. Unas thought of the character "", and no one would ever overlap this Chinese character with him.
The lamb twitched slightly in pain. Unas hardened his heart and slit its throat. Blood splattered into the empty bucket on the ground. The lamb struggled more violently. Unas released the dagger and restrained it with both hands, while silently chanting a spell he had long memorized.
A faint green light flowed across the lamb's body, causing it to visibly shrivel up until it became a dried-up corpse. The darker green light seeped into Unas's hands, creating a hot, stimulating sensation. Was this what Fel felt like?
Unas didn't linger. He silently recited another incantation, and the orb of Fel in his hand flew in an arc into the basin of water. In that instant, he felt a great sense of loss, as if he had lost something important. The burning afterglow seeped into his skin, and in his melancholy, he couldn't help but want more.
Unas realized with a start that Fel could be addictive. Looking at the basin again, he saw the surface glowing a soft green after the orb of light dissolved into the water. Just then, Bessarius's voice rang out. "The message has been sent. Please wait a moment."
Simply put, we have to wait for Balnazzar to answer the phone. Unas prayed silently that he wouldn't. Only an idiot would answer such a harassing call in the middle of the night.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Ripples suddenly appeared on the water's surface, and "Idiot's" deep voice seemed to come from a distant cave. "Is that you? Heartless?"
"It is I, Lord Soul Eater," Bessarius replied in Demonic.
Although Unas couldn't understand Demonic, he could understand what Bessarius was saying, probably because they were connected at heart. The two demons addressed each other by nicknames.
The water gradually calmed, revealing Dathrohan's aged yet resolute face reflected in the Water Mirror. A discordant, wicked smile played on his lips. "I was quite disappointed when I heard of your defeat, but I didn't expect you to have learned your lesson. What a pleasant surprise, hehehe."
"I'm lucky to have survived, but the real surprise is that Your Excellency managed to turn Dathrohan into a puppet." Bessarius was also very professional at flattering his leader.
"Heh heh," Balnazzar laughed wildly, seemingly very proud of his creation. To be able to control a renowned leader was indeed an honor for the Dreadlord clan.
"With your assistance, controlling this human force will be much easier for me. You should know who helped you obtain your promotion qualification, right?"
"Of course, it's thanks to Your Majesty's grace."
"It's good that you know this. With my help in the future, your promotion speed will be even faster. The Argent Dawn's Tyrosus seems to trust you a lot. This is a point of entry that can be used. I already have a preliminary plan."
"As Your Majesty commands." Bessarius dared not mention that it could not control Unas, as that would only expose its weakness and incompetence, so it could only put on a brave face and pretend to be strong.
This was good for Unas, allowing him to safely hide behind the demon without facing Balnazzar, and also to overhear the enemy's plans. He couldn't help but prick up his ears.
"Venomspider Gorge, I need you to go to Venomspider Gorge."