The Down-and-Out Noble Lady and the Underground Sanctuary Called "Guild"

Looking at the wary girl in front of him.

"I've been camped out at your Imperial Magic Academy for three days straight."

Brain raised a finger and stroked his short, stiff beard, looking troubled. "Who knew you'd dropped out of school?"

Am I being watched?

Arche gripped the iron rod tightly with both hands immediately, full of vigilance; Brain certainly didn't look like a good person at that moment.

"I will repay the money my father owes."

Arche's eyes held a bitter look, and she spoke in a weak yet firm tone, "I hope you won't disturb my family."

She knew that her father, in order to maintain the facade of aristocracy, borrowed money to satisfy this vanity and continue his former aristocratic lifestyle.

"Ha?"

Brain tilted his head, a mocking smile playing on his lazy face. "You've got it wrong, I'm not a debt collector."

"My purpose in coming here is to invite you to join the organization. I was originally also going to invite another guy named ' Corrosive Wolf '."

"Unfortunately, the other party has already been recruited by your ' Blood Emperor,' so we can only invite you as a backup option."

A flood of information came into my ears.

A hint of panic flashed across Arche's face. The blue-haired youth in front of him was not an Imperial citizen, and then there was the invitation to join the organization.

A strong sense of unease washed over me!

Arche immediately lifted his foot, making a backward movement, while preparing to chant a spell.

Whoosh!

A glint of cold light flashed in the air.

The sharp, white tip of the sword was already pressed against Arche's throat without him even noticing.

"Gurgle~"

Arche broke out in a cold sweat, her throat moving slightly involuntarily. She hadn't even seen the other person make a move.

"The chanting is too slow."

Brain's tone remained languid, his grip on the knife hilt casual, as he calmly said in a low voice, "At this close range, I can easily kill you, you fallen noblewoman."

Tap~

Footsteps echoed from the alley entrance.

Swish!

Brain moved his arm back, the snow-white blade flashed, and the longsword was already back in its scabbard at his waist.

Arche looked at her small mouth, breathing in the fresh air, her whole body as if she had been pulled out of the water, her back and sides of her short golden hair were soaked.

Several women carrying baskets appeared at the alley entrance, glanced at Brain and Arche, and passed by them in hushed tones without saying much.

The alleyway returned to quiet.

Arche gripped the iron staff tightly, head bowed, shoulders trembling slightly, like a helpless girl suffering from oppression.

"A properly ripe apple is red, however, according to our leader, there is also a variety in the world with a greenish skin."

Brain leaned against the wall, smiling knowingly, and said, "You look very green, but you're actually already ripe."

Arche nervously raised her head and met the calm gaze. She understood what the other person meant.

As they were talking.

Brain reached for the magic belt at his waist and took out a bottle of warm potion, the clear liquid shimmering in his eyes.

"Drink it."

Brain's eyelids drooped, and his lazy voice had turned cold.

This was the drug that almost made him lose his way, even to the point of mental collapse. The power came so easily that all his efforts would be meaningless, even a joke.

No!

This potion that increases strength has a limitation.

Only the "Hero Realm" is a realm that can only be reached through one's own efforts; it is the most powerful proof of one's own strength and will!

After a period of being in a daze.

He— Brain —has entered the realm known as the "Hero Realm"!

With a loud "bang".

The iron staff fell to the ground.

Arche drank the unknown potion. Faced with a powerful figure who could take her life at any moment, she had no other choice.

"This... this..."

Arche opened her trembling pink lips, feeling the increasing magic power within her body. Her voice stammered, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Welcome to... a whole new world!

Brain stared at the dazed Arche, and let out a seductive murmur from the Abyss:

"A fallen noblewoman."

--Slane Theocracy.

Theocracy Capital.

Located at the deepest part of the city, within a six-pointed star array formed by six churches, it appears to be an ordinary underground area.

There is a large building completely buried underground, an unusual underground structure referred to by some older church members as the "guild".

This name comes from Lord "God of Death" Surshana, and was given in memory of the other five gods.

It represents a kind of "friendship" that transcends the comprehension of ordinary people!

It is said that...

It was excavated and built by countless Undead under the control of the "God of Death" Surshana.

On a long, ancient underground corridor.

The reflection of Zesshi Zetsumei moved silently across the ground.

"That's probably how these locations came about~"

Zesshi Zetsumei, her pupils half-closed, spoke in a sweet, cloying voice, introducing herself in a soft, low voice.

It seems like he's talking to himself!

However.

The surface of the shadow twitched almost imperceptibly.

That's right, Tang Zheng slipped into the shadows of Zesshi Zetsumei and darkness, completely disappearing without a trace.

This is the skill "Dark Immersion Wing" from "Body Armament".

It allows one to completely merge into darkness, entering a state of unknowability; in Tang Zheng's view, its effect should be similar to "Perfect Unknowable" in magic.

Of course, this was to conceal the Warrior's abilities.

Tang Zheng first activated "Body Armament," then used "Ninjutsu: Concealment" to enter stealth mode, and then activated the Body Armament skill again.

Two days have passed.

After Tang Zheng saw off the persistent Remedios, he quietly waited for the reactions of Zesshi Zetsumei and the "Four Elements" upon their return to the Theocracy.

Unarmed and unequipped with the True Divine Artifact and the [Black Scripture], Zesshi Zetsumei attacked the Abelion Hills.

Tang Zheng was quite satisfied with this result.

This is enough to show that Zesshi Zetsumei has admitted to being completely defeated by him.

[Ability Table]

Innate Talent: [Player]

Overall Level: 74

[Experience Bar: 1/1118w]

Skill points: 123...

Two days passed, and after gaining another 3 million Experience Points, I leveled up by 1. Then I reset my Mid-tier Class [Commander], so I'm still level 74.

"A guild... to actually choose a name like that." Tang Zheng was startled when he first heard the word "guild".

I thought that one of the Six Great Gods had not died.

It was only then that I realized that this hidden underground building, located deep within the Slane Theocracy, was simply named "Guild".

However, this title is not commonly used by the people of the Theocracy; most of the Theocracy prefer to call it the "Sanctuary."

Because the equipment of the Five Pillar Gods is stored here.

As for the other "God of Death" Surshana, his equipment legacy most likely fell into the hands of the Eight Greed Kings after his death.

"So, the information that the ' Six Great Gods ' come from a single guild can be confirmed."

Tang Zheng remained hidden in the shadows, analyzing the information revealed by Zesshi Zetsumei:

"Furthermore, the Six Great Gods ' Guild Stronghold must have already run into problems before this underground structure called 'Guild' was built."

The fact that the "God of Death" Surshana built this location and gave it such a name likely has a commemorative significance.

How exactly were the Guild Stronghold of the "Six Great Gods" destroyed? Is there any record of this within the Slane Cult?

The thought popped into Tang Zheng's mind.

It's certain that the Guild Stronghold has been destroyed, but it's impossible to determine exactly what happened, as that would indicate different levels of danger!

As far as Tang Zheng knows.

There are two ways to destroy a guild: one is to attack it head-on, and the other is to destroy its Guild Weapon.

These two can actually be categorized into the same type!

There's another situation, which is rare in games but does occur in New World —guilds going bankrupt.

In the "YGGDRASIL" Guild Stronghold System, there is a requirement to constantly consume gold coins as operating expenses for guild strongholds.

Depending on the size and configuration of the guild's base, factors such as food self-sufficiency, trap activation costs, and Mercenary Monster expenses all require gold coins.

If income cannot cover expenses, it will lead to the guild's bankruptcy.

(End of this chapter)