The Honey Trap

Although they could roughly guess what they were saying, Eyjafjalla's hearing, even after the surgery, was only barely satisfactory.

If we have to make a comparison, it is even weaker than Oute himself in many indicators.

Facing the Sarkaz girl, Caprinae had no sense of boundaries. Her delicate hand held a spoon and poked at the "mashed potatoes" in front of W.

"The taste is a little strange." Eyjafjalla tilted her head unconsciously, and Oute's question came from her alluring lips, "It doesn't seem to be completely crushed?"

"Speaking of which, did we provide potatoes? Why does it seem like you're the only one eating mashed potatoes?"

W abruptly changed the subject. "Speaking of which, why did you ask me to enforce military discipline?"

Oute seems to genuinely believe that this topic is more valuable.

"The first batch of soldiers trained by the Chernobog people intervened in two or three noteworthy disputes under my micromanagement. However, they are essentially cannon fodder troops who have abandoned ranks and formations and went straight to horseback firearms technology."

"Not to mention, due to the lack of screening options, the recruits for the first batch of soldiers have many problems with both physical fitness and moral character."

"The living conditions in Ursus are extremely harsh. Under such circumstances, the people of Ursus have an astonishing tolerance for the brutality of the princes and gentry, while they are equally ruthless in treating others with even greater brutality."

"First-generation soldiers who suddenly acquire violence and participate in two tough battles easily see themselves in this role."

"But Rhodes Island's principles, beliefs, and stance cannot allow this situation to continue."

"Furthermore, given that the acquisition in Lungmen has been completed in stages, Rhodes Island will soon have sufficient supplies, and the soldiers will gradually receive their pay."

Oute jumped to the conclusion. "So during the reconstruction of Number Fourteen Facility, I need to fire some people who aren't performing well."

"Your head's been ripped off, and your life's been taken?" While Oute wasn't looking, W scooped a spoonful of soup from Eyjafjalla's bowl.

"Considering future developments, it's not advisable to use such drastic measures on a large scale." Oute commented on W's actions, "However, he tried to incite conflict between soldiers and mercenaries, so making an example of him is a good thing."

"You still haven't said why you want me to set boundaries!"

Which version would you like to hear?

W hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "The truth?"

Whether something is true or not depends on different aspects of the information and the audience's perspective.

"I don't understand that! Just don't try to fool me!"

Faced with such a "request" that fully utilized his own abilities, Oute had nothing to say, "On the one hand, I need you to create a rift between you and the Deepwinter Soldiers, so that it will be easier to control both of your forces."

"You really dare to say that!"

"This is your request."

"On the other hand?"

"I need you to have a personal understanding of the word 'military discipline,' because I need you to prepare a new legion."

"... ah?"

Chapter 230 The Beauty Trap

The Sarkaz girl was somewhat flustered by Oute's suggestion.

A new... legion?

Why?

No, that's not right.

Only at this moment did W keenly realize the problem:

Given the current situation, if I were to form a legion, the only option would be a "mercenary group"!

Since they are a mercenary group, they can't just stay tied to Rhodes Island!

In other words, this is tantamount to kicking me away from the stinky otter forever!

The Sarkaz girl's hazy and ambiguous feelings make her unwilling to leave Oute for the time being.

Her eyes darted around, and she pointed to the cup on Eyjafjalla's plate, asking, "Having coffee at noon? Do you have some important work to do?"

As Oute gradually grasps W's personality, the Sarkaz girl also gradually realizes how to get Oute to switch to explanation mode.

"Well, but it's not me, it's 'me'." Eyjafjalla pointed her index finger to her chest.

Then, Oute added, "There's still a lot of data to be calculated regarding the movement of Catastrophe."

"That Catastrophe, it wasn't..."

Wasn't it all done by you?

Oute naturally knew what W was trying to say but couldn't.

He replied, "A power halberd can indeed sever a head, but the head has already been thrown out. After rolling a few times on the ground, it was kicked by a passerby. Its current trajectory naturally has little to do with the person wielding the power halberd."

Oute used a metaphor that even W could understand.

After thinking for a while, W flew into a rage. "Are you looking down on me?!"

"I have a deep understanding of your cultural literacy."

"Hehehe..." The Sarkaz girl feigned a silly laugh, trying to completely steer the conversation away from the Legion topic.

"Isn't this the same thing!?"

"The question you should be asking now is, 'Who was the person who passed by?'"

"Hmm, who was that person passing by?"

W breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Originium cycle in the natural environment."

"... What?"

"The head you cut off before, it can eat, it can... reincarnate."

"Everything he eats, along with his entire being, will become part of the natural cycle."

"Carbon is in the cycle, water is in the cycle, 'air' is in the cycle... Originium, nature itself is in the cycle."

Considering W's cheese level, Oute also used the term "air".

"Um..."

Even though it was a topic that W was neither good at nor could she understand, the "mashed potatoes" in front of her seemed sweeter.

Hey, calm down, that's probably thanks to salivary amylase.

"Anyway, something great influenced that, right?"

"It cannot be said that your point of view is wrong."

W stared at Caprinae, rested his chin on his hand, and asked, "Can't you just admit I'm right?"

Seeing Eyjafjalla's gaze drift towards the mercenaries again, W hurriedly asked, "Um! That one! Guard!"

We can't let you bring up the topic of legions again!

"What's the deal with that Imperial Guards?"

"A failed attempt."

Before they knew it, both of them had finished their lunch, and the surrounding crowd, including the Bloodfiend, had all disappeared.

Oute placed the plates on top of Eyjafjalla's coffee cup and said, "Now that's a stable structure."

He drew a circle on the bottom of the cup and said, "With this as the foundation, the plate stands firmly."

Then he placed W's bowl on the plate as well.

Now, the coffee cup is on top of the plate, and the plate holds the bowl.

"Ideally, it should behave like this."

Soon, Oute turned W's bowl sideways and tucked a corner of the plate inside, so that the bowl stood upright on the table with its rounded surface.

Now, these tableware pieces have formed a very unstable structure.

"But the reality is: it's far from ideal."

A coffee cup fell from the sky, smashing the plate and bowl apart. The bowl, which was already standing upright, also tipped over.

The bowl ended up upside down.

"That Imperial Guards already possessed the influence of otherworldly power, and my actions added another layer of influence to him. The delicate balance was broken, and in the process, he unleashed tremendous power in a short period of time."

W recalled the video he had seen and asked, "His healing ability is similar to yours!"

"The mechanism of action is not yet clear."

Oute shook his head. "Whether it's the most suitable manifestation of the otherworldly power itself, or whether a specific accessory triggered a specific effect, it's too early to draw any conclusions."

The accessory he was wearing on the "Collapse Inquisitor" who hadn't collapsed was the "Medic's Pendant." Originally, Oute had considered that the Imperial Guards shouldn't have a self-healing skill, so he specifically equipped it with an ineffective item to save himself the trouble.

However, the final result was that the Collapse Inquisitor repeatedly demonstrated healing abilities that were extremely similar to "Fate Reconstruction," forcing Oute to recall the accessory.

If the Collapse Inquisitor acquired this healing ability from Oute or an accessory, then it should have received the Originium- powered version that Oute commonly uses, rather than the version powered by otherworldly energy...

"Your last strike wasn't bad! Talulah, FrostNova, and another Imperial Guards couldn't take down the enemy with a single blow!"

The Sarkaz girl brought her face very close and asked, "What's that?"

Eyjafjalla shifted her face slightly back, looking a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this scene, W thought of Oute, who was in control of her body behind that pretty face. She imagined Oute "retreating" when faced with her "attack," and a strange kind of stimulation welled up from the depths of her heart.

What?! You have such a terrible place too!

"Sacrificial Stab."

Under the influence of the Darkest Dungeon's laws, a more fitting name for the "Collapse" Imperial Guards might be "Demon Imperial Guards." Since Sacrificial Stab deals significantly increased damage to Demon units, and with the Mystic's white class accessory "Demon-Slaying Incense," it's not particularly surprising that Oute could deplete the "Collapse Inquisitor's " health bar with a single critical hit.

It's worth noting that even against a "Earl" who didn't have any "Otherworldly Demon" attribute, the ancestor managed to take her down with a single critical hit.

"Then how exactly were you able to kill it with a single strike?"

"Special attack."

The Sarkaz girl complained, "You're saying things I can't understand again!"

"On this point alone, I have been very clear."