Chapter 195

Especially when on the turf of a combat expert stronger than oneself, attempting an infiltration investigation is truly as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Less than a minute after Vittorio Spina stepped into the small woods, he clearly felt two sharp auras silently pinning him from front and back.

Fortunately, this was already part of his plan.

"Since you are both formidable experts, there is no need to hide."

He spoke in a clear voice; it wasn't loud, yet it was exceptionally distinct in the woods where the morning mist had yet to dissipate.

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures really did walk out from the woods.

One was a petite girl with long golden hair, standing about 1.45 meters tall, wearing an exaggeratedly large mask on her face, revealing only her blood-red eyes.

Her blood aura surged, and her presence could not be underestimated… Yet for some reason, she felt like someone who had been dragged in for overtime due to lack of sleep, completely unable to muster any energy.

The other person blocked Vittorio's path from the front. He was an old man with white hair and a wild beard, his eyes gleaming with cold light like a beast's; he wore silver armor, carried a long spear, and his killing intent was almost tangible.

"Spina, it hasn't even been half a year since you caused such a huge incident in Rome, and now you're delivering yourself to our doorstep. You aren't here to surrender and repent, are you?"

Looking at that fierce smile and the malicious glint in those yellow eyes, the Old Wolf was certainly full of vigor!

"Wolf Lord, if you really want to fight, I'll leave it to you. It's so early in the morning with the sun still up, and [Master Leipu] is already making me do things…"

Francesca kept her dead-fish eyes open, only wanting to slack off and push the work onto others.

"Even vampires have to care about working hours."

But her slacker mentality wasn't without reason.

The Wolf Lord of Fennia, while not comparable to the Holy See's strongest paladin Gwendolyn, possessed combat power above that of ordinary top-tier righteous experts—at the very least, he wouldn't be one-shotted by the [Greed Demon]; he could hold on for a few blows, right?

Taking the neighboring 40K as an example, while a loyal Chapter Master cannot defeat a Daemon Primarch, there is always a chance to hold on for a few moves.

Francesca was a bit worse; she was at the level of being one-shotted.

But the traitor before her, Vittorio Spina, was also at the level of being one-shotted by the [Greed Demon]… Wouldn't it be fine for Francesca to just let the Old Wolf take the fight? She didn't want to fight anyway; at worst, she could just watch from the sidelines and intervene if necessary.

The Wolf Lord had long wanted to show his skills, earn some battle merit, and let the new Young Lord and [Master Leipu] see what he was capable of.

Two righteous experts, neither of whom was below him, surrounded him from front and back.

In the distance, there were two more supreme powerhouses who could kill him in one move.

If it were anyone else, they would have been scared out of their wits long ago.

Vittorio Spina, this madman, this lobbyist who stirred up trouble everywhere, showed no panic at all.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing a faint, enigmatic smile.

It was time to fight.

The Wolf Lord had already raised his long spear.

Francesca appeared listless, playing with her golden hair… But don't forget, her hair could turn into countless golden weapons at any moment.

Vittorio grinned.

He raised his hand.

…With a thud, he knelt down heavily,

Prostrating himself completely, pressing his forehead tightly against the grass, his voice rang out like a bell:

"I have come to surrender to [Master Leipu]."

The Old Wolf: "…"

Even Francesca couldn't help but blink.

The chilling, hair-trigger atmosphere that had permeated the woods was abruptly cut off by this single kneel!

It was unclear whether he had truly lowered his pride or was laying out a new conspiracy.

But one thing was certain:

…The Old Wolf had no chance to show his combat prowess again today.

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Five minutes later,

Vittorio Spina was hog-tied by the Wolf Lord with cold iron chains and dragged before Qi Xing.

The chain in the Old Wolf's hand was pulled tight, and he was gritting his teeth. This expression was definitely enough to show how unhappy he was.

As for Francesca, she just played dumb on the side.

In the distance of the forest, the sparring between Jingo Rin and Gwendolyn had just ended, and both rushed over.

The gazes of everyone in the courtyard were focused on one person.

Qi Xing, leaning against a stone bench in a very casual posture, looked at the prisoner before him with great interest and spoke lazily:

"A traitor of the [Exorcism Association]. Concealing the existence of Professor Vanstra and selling information about the [silver coin] to [Black Spartacus], inviting the Demon King to attack Rome."

"You sat in the high position of Vice President, yet you still betrayed the organization… But considering common sense, you probably weren't suddenly driven by greed, but were a spy sent by other forces to infiltrate the [Exorcism Association], right?"

"Since you are a spy, calling you a 'traitor' is inappropriate."

Propping his chin with one hand, Qi Xing's lazy gaze and gentle tone made it seem as if he really treated the last two days as a vacation.

But the more this was the case, the more Vittorio could feel the power contained within [Master Leipu]'s gaze…

Cold sweat slid down his temple, but the corner of his eye couldn't help but peek upwards.

From the youth, who appeared to still be weary and relaxed, there clearly flowed an irresistible divine might.

Just like a giant beast coiled on a throne, lazily extending a claw, needing only a gentle press to crush a prey's skull.

In just a few months, Qi Xing's prestige had risen dramatically.

Is this the change from becoming a [Silver Coin Messenger]?

Or is it the power of losing his virginity?

It is more likely because he defeated three Demon Kings, one leader of the [White God Believers], and even the God of War, the Giant Spirit—gaining much insight in the process of this slaughter.

Undoubtedly, he is already a Demon King of the new generation.

Vittorio was convinced and lowered his head deeply once more.

Yes, he had completely confirmed it—the young Demon King before him, even if not yet able to sit as an equal with the ancient monarchs, was at least qualified to sit at the same gambling table as them.

However, one thing is one thing. Even though he had admitted in his heart that [Master Leipu] was a new king of the new generation, qualified to vie for the world against the ancient Demon Kings, Vittorio still had to do what he had to do.

"As you said, [Master Leipu], I was originally a mage belonging to the Hermes Society."

He said respectfully, with a hint of polished composure in his respect.

"Congratulations on defeating the [Greed Demon] under [Papiyas] and obtaining the third [silver coin]."

"In history, the number of Demon Kings who have possessed one [silver coin] is as numerous as carp crossing the river."

"Those who could hold two at the same time could perhaps be explained by the convenience of the times and luck."

He paused, his voice becoming more solemn:

"But Demon Kings who hold at least three [silver coins] simultaneously, in the past two thousand years, according to the historical records mastered by our Hermes Society—including you, there have only been four in history."

This statement was undoubtedly the truth, but it was phrased too cleverly. How much of it was sincerity, how much was flattery, and how much was probing, it was hard to tell.

"If you intend to stay at this stage for a while to consolidate your power and expand gradually, this might be the safest and wisest choice."

"But if you are prepared to move forward and continue collecting more [silver coins]… the path ahead will likely become exceptionally difficult."

He said in a tone that sounded quite sincere.

"Oh?"

Qi Xing, upon hearing this, only raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes still half-closed lazily,

"Why do you say that?"

"Do you mean that the remaining twenty-seven [silver coins] have long been divided up by the other three old seniors?"

"If I make another move, I will likely have a direct conflict with them?"

He gently swirled his teacup, and Elaine filled it with black tea, immediately filling the air with the aroma of tea,

"But I have already killed the [Greed Demon] and Yaobikuni."

"I'm afraid two 'seniors' are already not very welcoming to me."

Without pride or showing off, Qi Xing simply stated the facts.

So Vittorio lowered his head deeply again: "As you said."

"So Vittorio,"

Qi Xing curled his lips into a faint smile,

"Are you a lobbyist sent by that third 'senior', the oldest Demon King behind the Hermes Society? Now that you've been squeezed out by the other two, you want to find me, this new 'junior', to form an alliance?"

"Yes, but also no."

Vittorio answered candidly,

"The oldest Demon King whom we mages revere has not appeared in the mortal world for too long."

"What I really want to tell you is another matter—except for [Papiyas], the other two factions of Demon Kings have long since deeply integrated into the real world, rooted in modern society."

"If you really want to move against them… I'm afraid the problem isn't just about combat power."

"Even those around you might have problems because of this."

…Oh?

This sounded a bit strange finally.

"Why do you say that?"

Qi Xing raised an eyebrow, his gaze finally turning from lazy to serious.

"Please allow me to give an example."

Vittorio looked up, smiling, as if he had finally waited for the moment to bring up the main topic.

"The [Silver Coin Messenger] currently closest to you is located on an island in the Mediterranean, just over a thousand kilometers from Rome."

"She is one of the five leaders of the [White God Believers] faction, on par with Yaobikuni whom you defeated—except that at the same time, her business is also legal and follows social order."

This sentence finally made Qi Xing slightly surprised.

A legal Demon King? What kind of joke is that?

But at the same time, Qi Xing also realized why the Holy See had always told him that they could hardly find any Demon Kings for the last few hundred years.

This thing called a [silver coin], if you take it out and use it actively, it will attract the siege of the world. The righteous sects fear you, and the evil sects want to snatch it.

The safest way, naturally, is to hide one's identity, hide one's power, and achieve one's goals in the dark in a "legal" form.

The more powerful people are, the more they know how to bypass the law—and even create their own laws.

…Strictly speaking, although Yaobikuni made things quite frightening in northeastern Japan, in fact, until she troubled Jingo Rin—or rather, until her order was disrupted by Rin—Yaobikuni's actions were actually "legal" and in compliance with social order.

Or rather, her actions themselves actually created the "social order" in northeastern Japan at that time.

"So—"

Thinking of this, Qi Xing frowned even tighter,

"What exactly is she doing?"

"Just running an amusement park."

Vittorio immediately answered respectfully,

"One of the five leaders of the [White God Believers], known as the [Count], has opened an amusement park open to the public on a tropical island in the southern Mediterranean."

"It is very formal, very open; adults, children, and ordinary tourists can all enter with tickets. It is legally registered, has a company, and has a business license."

This only made Qi Xing have an even more ominous premonition: "What kind of amusement park?"

"A sex-themed park."

Vittorio answered with a smile,