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Chapter 607

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The firewood in the hotel's fireplace crackled loudly. Little Red and the others were busy enjoying a rare moment of free time. However, the young adventurers were rather restless.

Not only was the elf mage Yurtla the main character, even Casio, Aivla, and the others had nervous expressions.

"Ha, don't be so nervous. Even if the sky collapses, there'll be someone taller to hold it up. No matter how serious or nervous you all are, what's going to happen will happen. You might as well focus on your own matters. As long as you maintain a normal state of mind, no matter how difficult it is, there'll always be a solution. "

Adam's words sounded quite like that of a senior. His cheerful sentiments and truthfulness were quite moving. However, if someone were to laugh while watching a collection of jokes aimed at young children, laughing to the point of tears while telling you about life, that would be rather unconvincing.

"Youngsters, calm down, calm down … Whew."

Little Red, who said that she had a normal heart, seemed to be far too normal. She simply fell asleep next to the fireplace. Meanwhile, the young girl was lying down and acting like an elder, which mysteriously made people feel that she was … cute?

"Don't listen to these two heartless bastards. They don't worry because they're worried about other people. They don't use their brains because there's always someone else to take care of things for them. They only need to be responsible for beating people up."

I glared at Adam. Don't lead your juniors into the gutter. Your attitude towards life is definitely not something these youngsters should learn.

"What right do you have to say that about us? At the very least, we taught Anne. Look at all the girls you taught. Are any of them normal?"

Adam picked at his nose as he looked at me out of the corner of his eye. This guy didn't seem like a Legendary Sword Saint at all.

How could there not be any normal ones? Eliza was a bit extreme. Fine, I admit that she was overly extreme, even if she was a bit like her father … Renée was the same as above … Glina was becoming more and more mysterious as of late. I kept feeling like she was plotting something, but I didn't even dare to ask her …

Cough — cough — at least Cohen and Barton were relatively normal.

"Cohen, you're completely letting them go, aren't you? He was completely imitating the ideal image of the 'perfect Roland' in his heart, so this was the most normal. Barton, you've only taught him martial arts for a year, and he's already become very cunning. If he follows you for a few more years, it would be strange if he didn't become as cunning as you. "

Harloys's retort made me unhappy. She was making it sound as if I was the source of mental pollution.

"Aren't you?"

[You are the source of the pollution! I will prove it with my own painting style!]

Ahem, let's get down to business.

"Marguerite, have you confirmed it?"

He walked up to Marguerite and asked about the current situation. Although the probability of Marguerite making a mistake was very small, there were always all kinds of hard error rates for scouting and divination spells. It was impossible to have a 100% accuracy.

"Yes, I used twelve types of scouting spells. Six of them were the most convincing. First, I traced the history of this sword. This sword and its master were still in the Moonwheel Capital two months ago. This sword was also enchanted in an elven style. According to what I know, this is a specialty of elven enchanters. The silver sword was enchanted with mithril. The sword's master must have had a high status among the elves. Based on alchemy's analysis of the materials, the silver should have been produced in the Sipton Mountains. That place is currently under the elves' control … "

Marguerite, who normally didn't speak much, became rather talkative when talking about her profession. At first, I listened quite seriously, but when she said, "I've searched through the moon elves' general heraldry database and proved that the sword's master is the eldest son of the Kaso Family. The Kaso Family is one of the top ten major moon elven families. As the eldest son of the Kaso Family, it's highly unlikely that Kaso Family has left the Moonwheel Capital." I felt more and more like all other evidence was meaningless. Marguerite was just as serious as always.

"Cough — cough — it would seem that you've confirmed it."

I then received a glare from Marguerite, which meant something along the lines of "I've worked so hard, and you're just going to give such a simple conclusion?" But as she glanced at the elven mages next to her, I more or less understood why she had gone overboard this time.

"You're being urged to find evidence to prove that the location of the portal isn't the elves' land, but the more you prove it, the more despair you feel. I really don't know what to say …"

Yurtla was already on the verge of crying, so I decided not to say too much.

"Marguerite, do you think it's necessary to inform the elves?"

"… You decide. You're far better at making decisions that involve politics than I am. "

I glanced at Yurtla. Marguerite didn't make her stance clear, but her way of shifting responsibility to him already explained a lot.

Since she was used to playing the role of a nanny and a normal person in my team, she should have requested that I directly inform the elves. But it would seem that she also knew how difficult it was to deal with the elves.

The elves didn't have a good relationship with the Mage Country. The elves would always have a miraculous sense of superiority towards the mages that "I'm the source of all magic, and you should be grateful that I'm teaching you magic."

However, human mages constantly created new magical schools of thought that brought about greater power, which greatly surpassed the elves who didn't want to improve themselves. The elves envied the human mages, but they still maintained a mysterious arrogance. They always had a mysterious sense of contempt and pride towards human mages. The rift between the elves and human mages couldn't be more obvious.

Back in the day, Marguerite had been bullied many times in the elven kingdom in order to learn magic. Being petty and holding grudges had always been a passive skill of an intelligent woman. Even after she became famous, Marguerite had always lacked patience towards the elves.

Now, she was willing to help Yurtla not only because she was a mage, but also because this was an important matter that needed to be repeatedly verified.

I glanced at these troublemakers. Not a single one of them seemed to want to make a decision.

"How long until the first demon wave erupts?"

"According to historical records … actually, the first demon wave erupts suddenly every time. There's no warning at all, so there's no way to use it as a reference. However, even if it's a pure group of Chaos Abyss demons, it'll still take time to mobilize such a large army. It'll take at least one or two months."

"In that case, no matter what decision we make, we'll need to make it quick."

Should I just ignore this information? That would be too much of a waste. While I was hesitating, a pitch-black bat suddenly flew in through the window and landed on my shoulder. Not only that, there was also a fairy news report on the Chaos Abyss on my arm.

"Why did the three Main Gods fight each other in the middle of the night? Why was Anslo seriously injured?" Damn it, where did this super headline come from? "

I skimmed over the news and discovered that it was all groundless rumors. However, some facts were certain. The location of the fight was Anslo's Dimensional Kingdom. The three Main Gods who had fought against Anslo included the Elf Lord Anslo, Abyss Prince Cavendish, and Sophocles the Deceiver. Judging from the time of the fight, it should have been about two days ago. The result was quite obvious from the headline.

It would take more than one or two years for a Main God to recover from his injuries. This situation was becoming more and more difficult to understand.

"Are the elves going to be finished?"

I didn't hesitate any longer. Since Anslo had been temporarily immobilized, it would be inconceivable if the elves didn't hurry up and do something. It was highly likely that the demon wave would begin at any moment.

If the elves had half a year, they could attempt to take over other countries' territories. If the elves had three months, they could organize a large-scale escape. If the elves only had one month, they would be limited in what they could do.

"I'll go talk to the fairies later and have them sell this information to the moon elves. The moon elves have the fastest channels. I'll give 60% of the profit to your team. After all, this was mostly your team's contribution. As for the rest … "

"Cough, cough, cough."

The dwarf priest who had remained silent all this time suddenly interrupted me. I instantly understood when I saw him awkwardly pointing at the gold coin emblem on his chest.

"… 50% will go to your team. 20% will go to the Goddess of Wealth's church as hush money for Beyana. The rest will go to us."

This wasn't because we lacked money. It was because nothing could be accomplished without rules. Since we were participating in this mission as adventurers, it was only natural that we would receive our rewards according to adventurers' rules.

This wasn't just because of money. If the rescuers didn't receive any benefits, adventurers wouldn't frequently help each other. Adventurers were able to cooperate with each other to complete difficult missions. This was the foundational principle of splitting rewards according to how much effort they put in.

"I can save the world, but I must pay the reward for saving the world."

From a certain standpoint, this was the foundational reason why adventurers were so popular in every dimension.

By now, splitting the reward 50/50 was already quite generous. After all, we had basically saved their lives. Based on adventurers' unspoken rules, it was quite normal for us to split the reward in half. Beyana had been guiding our team all this time. If it hadn't been for her, our team wouldn't have been able to reach the 100th level of the Chaos Abyss. So, we also had the right to receive the reward. However, it was only right that we give half to the original team, who had put in the most effort.

Although this was only a piece of information, it was related to the destruction of an entire species. Plus, the fairies who were skilled at extortion were acting as the middleman. Considering how astonishingly rich the moon elves were, I refused to believe that they wouldn't be able to extort several God Equipment out of me. Just the 100th level of the Chaos Abyss was already quite a large number.

The dwarf priest smiled wryly in embarrassment.

"… Our Goddess said that she wanted 30% of the reward. Apart from her own share, she also needed to pay the Holy Knight squadron's reward and death compensation."

"Alright, it's settled then."

I would have forgotten if she hadn't mentioned it. Although the Holy Knight squadron hadn't been very useful, at least some of them had died. Afterwards, the Holy Knight squadron said that they had their own escape routes, so we parted ways at the 100th level of the Chaos Abyss.

"Did they successfully return to the mortal plane? Did Donatis find them? "

The bearded dwarf priest nodded. It was good news that most of the Holy Knight squadron members were safe.

Now then, it would be up to us to complete our own mission.

Weren't we going to reinforce the main battlefield at the Moonwheel Capital? I didn't intend to return to the Hades channel just yet. Not even a Main God would have the ability to directly fight against the demon wave.

"Ahem, since everyone's here and everyone's here, let's farm a Boss first. A Main God Boss."

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