"… she's a member of the Blood Tribe. The Blood Tribe has a lot of gray organizations in Shanghai. Those rich merchants are normal people, they're reliable. I don't know much about the business of the upper class, such as socializing and gathering. Liu Ru has told me many times that those people can be of great help, so I'm too lazy to deal with them, "Mofan said.
Liu Ru was now an elder among the Blood Tribe. The Enforcement Union was hoping that Old Man Bao would intervene and suppress the gray organizations in the Magic City. These gray organizations were mainly made up of inhumans, Blood Tribe, and some secret clubs. The Blood Tribe was the dominant force among them. They divided the districts of the major cities with their territories, and did things that violated the Enforcement Union's rules …
Old Man Bao's solution was very simple. It was to nurture Liu Ru and let Liu Ru intimidate the gray factions and restrain the gray figures from doing evil things. At the same time, she would also give them some protection so that they would not be unable to survive in the city.
The Enforcement Union and the government were hoping to maintain the balance between the gray organizations. Even the Holy Judgment Court was struggling to keep an eye on the Blood Tribe, which was neither human nor beast under control. It was not appropriate to treat all of them as evil, either. After all, many people had suffered the same fate as Liu Ru!
Liu Ru had managed to maintain the balance between the two districts of the Magic City. Most of the people who were related to the gray organizations were the nobles. These people were the key to establishing a faction and a clan. Mofan did not treat them seriously before, but now that he thought about it, he could use them to fulfill Mu Ningxue's wish …
With his reckless personality, it was only a matter of time before he offended a powerful faction. He would not be able to live a comfortable life without some support.
…
Mu Ningxue had fallen asleep. Mofan did not want to stay in her room for too long.
His plan after chatting with Mu Ningxue was to spend more time with her, so he could find a chance to make his move on her. Be it on a lonely night, or a drunken weekend … tsk tsk tsk, the little bunny was not going to run away!
Mofan could not help but think about the situation in Egypt as he walked along the streets of Venice.
Egypt was not just lucky to be able to defeat both Greece and England. Their undead were quite impressive. Fighting them on the same battlefield? It was calling out to him endlessly.
Mofan was a little puzzled. Why had Egypt suddenly become so strong? Their undead had always been weak in front of the strong. Why were they suddenly invincible?
"Mofan." While he was deep in thought, he heard a pleasant voice coming from the alley nearby. Mo Fan turned around and saw a woman wearing a black silk veil standing there. The shadow of the wall was covering her alluring figure. Normally, people would only see a blurry shadow when they looked at her. They would not be able to see the woman.
Mofan looked at her and couldn't help but laugh. "How much for a night, street girl?"
"How much are you willing to pay?" Asha'ria asked.
"You're so beautiful. I'm willing to spend all my money just to have one," Mofan said.
"Despicable!" Asha 'ruiya glared at him.
"Why are you looking for me? Why do I feel like you've been hanging around me lately? I admit that I'm quite charming. I'm like a poison to many women. They can't stop themselves from falling for my charms, but I believe that a Candidate like you is more determined than most women," Mofan said.
"I'm flying to Greece tomorrow morning. I suddenly thought of someone, so I'm here to ask you about her." Asha'ria pointed at a tavern with dim lights not far away. She signaled Mofan to go there and talk.
"You're leaving tomorrow morning? Then we should cherish the night and come a few more times …"
"What did you say!?"
"Let's have a few more sincere conversations. There should be more sincerity between people, and fewer tricks."
Asha'ria couldn't be bothered to argue with Mofan. She went to the tavern.
She seemed to be quite familiar with the place. She ordered a glass of fruit wine. Mofan ordered a bottle of Sprite. He asked in confusion, "You want to ask about Mu Ningxue? The bow that defeated you?"
"The bow that defeated me? Why do you think I'll lose?" Asha'ria asked with a smile.
"You've admitted defeat. Doesn't that mean you've lost?" Mofan said.
"It's hard to say who's going to win. I didn't think it was a good idea to use it in the tournament, so I gave up in the end. Also, why do you think I'm asking about Mu Ningxue? "Asha'ria said.
"Isn't that the case?" Mofan said.
Mofan already had an answer when he saw the expression on Asha'ria's face. He asked curiously, "Then who are you asking about?"
"Someone who's a candidate for the Goddess of Parthenon like me. According to what you said in the tournament today, she's your second wife?" Asha'ria said.
"You mean Xinxia? Oh, I almost forgot you're colleagues," Mofan said.
"Colleagues? Can't you use a nicer word? "Asha'ria rolled her eyes at Mofan.
"Why are you asking about her?" Mofan said.
"It's nothing special. I just wanted to chat with you and get to know her better. I'm quite curious about her, and I'm quite curious about you. I didn't expect you to be siblings from a reorganized family," Asha 'ruiya said.
"We're called child brides." Mofan felt that Asha'ria's tone was a little strange.
"Alright. Tell me about your past. I'm quite interested. When I was young, my foster father would always tell me stories about his childhood sweethearts, "Asha'ria said.
Mofan was confused. However, if Asha'ria wanted to know, he let her be. It wasn't like it was a secret. With Asha'ria's ability, she could easily find out if she wanted to. Mofan casually mentioned his past in Bo City.
As Mofan spoke, Asha'ria listened attentively.
Not long after, Asha'ria suddenly interrupted, "Didn't you live together?"
"We rarely lived together. My father and I were both men. It wasn't convenient for us to take care of her. She went to a girls' high school in junior high, which was close to my aunt's house. After that, she stayed at my aunt's place. As for high school, I was a boarder. I studied magic diligently. I saw her once a week. We kept in touch on the phone more … "
"I didn't expect you to be a self-taught genius. Don't you feel a sense of accomplishment when you grew up in a small town and now you're the center of attention in Venice?" Asha 'ruiya exclaimed.
"Since when did you become a reporter after a match?" Mofan was puzzled. However, he had a feeling that Asha'ria was just chatting with him. "I've told you so much about me. Why don't you tell me about yourself? The honorable, respected, and beautiful Candidate for the Goddess, Asha'ria?"
Asha'ria heard the strange tone in Mofan's voice. She did not want to argue with someone like him. She said casually, "I don't think I'm anything special. I'm just an orphan who was adopted by an impressive person. He gave me a name and gave me a high status. Even after he passed away, I'm still respected like a princess in the Sacred Kingdom he established."
"Who's the person you're talking about?" Mofan asked.
"The Saint, Wen Tai, is most likely the most outstanding Great Muse of Parthenon in the past few hundred years," Asha'ria said.
"Oh, it's him," Mofan realized.
Mofan had heard of Wen Tai before, but the man was a rather contradictory person. The things he had done were enough to be recorded in the history books of the world. He was respected and praised by the people, but Mofan noticed that the man's information was not made public most of the time. Even the cause of his death was not mentioned in detail, as if he had been banned from the public.
"He seems to be a sensitive person," Mofan said.
"Yeah, his sacred name has spread far and wide. He has contributed greatly to the Parthenon Temple's current status, yet he still could not overcome the jealousy in the end," Asha'ria finished the wine in her glass while she was talking.
"What is it? Did someone set him up?" Mofan asked curiously.
Asha'ria shook her head.
"If it wasn't set up, why do you look so sad? The old man was already so old. It's better for him to be buried peacefully," Mofan said.
"He was executed fair and square." Asha 'ruiya's gaze turned serious.
Mofan opened his mouth. He did not know what to say.
"Why is it so easy to talk about me, but so serious and pessimistic when talking about you? Let's not talk about the past. I have something to ask you, too," Mofan decisively changed the topic. He did not want to talk about the Saint, Wen Tai.
"What do you want to ask?" Asha'ria quickly collected her thoughts. She did not dwell on the past.
"How strong is the Parthenon Temple, exactly?" Mofan asked.
Asha'ria was startled. She did not expect Mofan to ask such a question.
"Why do you ask?"
"I'm just curious, how strong is an organization that has the greatest influence in the world?" Mofan said.
"The Parthenon Temple is divided into four main halls: the Hall of the Goddess, the Hall of Knights, the Hall of Faith, and the Hall of Judgment. The Hall of the Goddess is the leader of the four halls. The Hall of Knights is the armed force that protects the Hall of the Goddess. The Hall of Faith is open to all believers, and the Hall of Judgment is used to set the rules, punish, and mete out punishments. "
"The Hall of the Goddess is located at the highest peak. Below it is the Hall of Knights, then the Hall of Judgment, and finally the Hall of Faith at the foot of the mountain. The Mages of Faith in the Hall of Faith are at least in the Intermediate Level. The number of Mages of Faith in the Hall of Faith varies according to the number of believers who come to receive their blessings. If it's a festival, the number of Mages of Faith is comparable to an army of ten thousand Intermediate Mages."
Asha'ria said with a smile, "So, if we're in the Hall of Faith, I only need to yell, and you will be devoured by ten thousand Intermediate Mages who are at least in the Intermediate Level. They will tear you into pieces. They aren't paid by the army, so they are stronger than the army."
Mofan smacked his lips and asked, "What about the Hall of Judgment?"
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