The Organization Needs You

"Tyr, I need an explanation."

"How did you become so useless that those three guys turned you into this?"

The first thing Chael did upon appearing was to cause trouble.

"The other party has a Solar Path Extraordinary and a Solar Path Sealed Artifact."

"The other two were also carrying large-caliber firearms."

When "Werewolf" Tyr saw his boss return, he gave the reason he had prepared long ago.

"You pass this time."

Xia Er gave a soft hum and walked over to a chair to sit down.

"Lord Steve, Lord Zartwin has departed."

Jason, a pale-faced, black-spotted Sequence 6 "zombie," respectfully presented an item.

It was a magnificent crown shaped like a full moon, inlaid with crimson gemstones, and engraved with moon runes and mysterious symbols.

This is the Crimson Corona, a Level 2 seal item corresponding to the Crimson Scholar in Lunar Path Sequence 5.

"Keep it. Without this sealed artifact, you wouldn't even be able to wait for my reinforcements if you encounter Sharon."

"Did Lord Zhatwin leave any instructions before he departed?"

Shael glanced at the sealed artifact, then looked away and asked.

His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair. If Steve had been carrying this sealed artifact, he might not have fallen so easily to Xia'er. Unfortunately, Steve was an experienced Sequence 5 powerhouse. His resource allocation was not a problem, nor was his combat experience. He just encountered someone who did not know martial ethics.

"Lord Zatwin only ordered us to continue arresting the remnants of the Temperance faction."

Seeing that his boss had no intention of retrieving the Crimson Moon Crown, Jason, the "living corpse," quickly put away the palm-sized sealed object and used his spirituality to set up a layer of seal.

This level 2 sealed artifact is powerful, but its negative effects are no joke either.

When Xia Er saw Jason, the "living corpse," he didn't know the whereabouts of the Rose School's saint and nodded indifferently.

Saints do not need to report their itinerary to the middle ranks.

If this saint had been focused on capturing Sharon and Marich, would Steve and his two companions have needed to chase them all the way from West Baron to Backlund?

"Sir, why didn't you just kill those three guys?"

"Werewolf?" Tyr asked, puzzled.

He originally thought that his boss would deal with the three after completing the possession, but instead he shot him instead.

"We came to Backlund to capture Sharon and Marich."

"Those three people are obviously related to nobles and the Church of the True God. The boy I possessed was also carrying a copy of the Holy Scripture of the Night."

"They're not dead. It's just that the Machine Heart is searching for you, but they'll give up after a long time if they can't find any clues. They'll guess that you've left Backlund or hidden in other areas that aren't under the Machine Heart's jurisdiction."

"If they die, my existence will be exposed. A Sequence 5 is enough to attract the attention of the Church of the True God."

"The nobles will continue to request the Orthodox Church to arrest us."

"It's easy for us to hide, but that will give Sharon and Marich more breathing room."

Xia Er briefly explained the difference between cracking down on organized crime and counter-terrorism.

If only civilians die, after a while, no one will care about this matter anymore.

Their families will grieve, but there will be nothing they can do.

The pressures of survival they face don't leave them much time to grieve the loss of their loved ones.

If it were Maynard Jr. who died, then Maynard Jr.'s family would visit the Church of the Night every few days.

It's frustrating, but that's reality.

"My lord, I understand."

"Werewolf" Tyr nodded. He didn't care about being a nobleman or not, but he knew exactly why he was here.

"Backlund ultimately lacked freedom of the seas."

Jason, the "living corpse," also had no objections; he didn't want to be constantly pursued by the Church of the Righteous God.

"I wonder when that guy Señor got killed and the bounty was paid out."

"He's dead, so we can take over his fleet."

In front of his two subordinates, Xia Er cursed his colleague, wishing him an early death.

"42000 pounds, such a large reward, I'm even a little tempted."

Jason, the "living corpse," licked his lips. He was also craving the bounty and the extraordinary traits of the Blood Admiral.

Tyrell, the "werewolf," was weaker and didn't speak, only nodding; he was also craving it.

The workplace relationships within the Hedonistic Faction are just that healthy and natural.

Let's talk about our plans for the future.

"Although Sharon and Marich are not strong enough and do not know how to use the power of desire, their anti-divination ability is equally troublesome. We can't just chase after them and do nothing else."

Xia Er tapped the armrest of the chair twice to signal both of them to look over.

"They're not good at fighting, but they're pretty good at running."

"Sir, is there anything you need? We're getting quite annoyed chasing after them."

Jason, the "zombie," and Tyrell, the "werewolf," both looked at Shael. They had been chasing him all along, and it had been quite annoying.

"It is inconvenient for Thiel to continue operating in the bridge area."

"Jason, you and Tyre go to the East District. That's the territory under the jurisdiction of the Storm Church's Punishers. The Mechanical Heart can't bypass the Punishers' large-scale search of the East District to catch you."

"You guys shouldn't be idle either, find something to do."

"There's a gang in the East District that mainly deals in prostitution and other shady businesses. I remember it was called the Huili Gang."

"We need to take down the gang leader, seize their territory and business, and we also need some scum who can run errands and be sacrificed at any time. At the full moon, the flesh and soul of these scum will please us."

"No one would care if the thugs in the East District disappeared."

"The worse the food, the stronger the desire, and the more delicious it tastes."

"I think about it and then I say it," said Xia'er.

He planned to send those two hedonistic guys to the East End to eat food scraps.

"Leave it to us, sir."

Jason the "zombie" and Tyr the "werewolf" agreed without hesitation.

They wouldn't dare disobey Chael's orders anyway, and besides, the orders themselves suited their tastes.

"Remember a few points."

"First, quickly take over the Huili Party without causing too much unrest or attracting the attention of the authorities."

"Secondly, you can appropriately expand the controlled areas, but it must be moderate. Too much territory will only bring us trouble and is meaningless."

"Third, if you want to have fun, you can fight with other gangs, but you can only fight with other gangs. Don't easily reveal your strength, and you are not allowed to cause too much rioting on the streets controlled by you or other gangs. Gang matters should be left to the gangs. Don't interfere with the residents of the East District going to work. They will starve to death if they don't go to work. We are not members of the Spirit Cult. Too many dead people are of no value to us."

"Fourth, once you've collected protection money in the neighborhood, maintain good order. We can establish a long-term, stable gang in Backlund, primarily responsible for gathering intelligence, rather than scavenging the few copper coins from the pockets of the poor. You don't need that."

First, Xia Er outlined four basic rules.