Chapter 100

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Chapter 100: Otherworld’s Famous Detective, Lolth, Makes a Grand Entrance!

This thing called The Final Church was something new to Lolth.

None of the books or publications she had read before had described this organization.

Shelldor noticed them because these people came to him on their own initiative…

On the first night when she and the Red Dragon clan settled in Palgauro City, three mysterious figures clad in gray cloaks from head to toe sought audience.

They claimed to be members of "The Final Church" and had come to Shelldor to propose cooperation with the "Abyssal Demon".

Though unsure of what "The Final Church" was at first, Shelldor, following the Demon King’s instructions to "make good use of local talent", extended a welcoming gesture to these first individuals who showed goodwill.

Then as Shelldor kept listening, she noticed something was wrong.

The goal of these three foolish men was to summon a strange and unspeakable ancient deity, in order to bring back the rule of that "god" over the entire continent and cleanse all the creatures of the continent of their betrayal towards that "god".

The promise given to Shelldor was that, as an abyssal creature, she had no "betrayal" on her hands. As long as she agreed to obey, she could become a messenger and Spawn of that "god".

After a moment of thought, Shelldor thought that these three guys might be mentally challenged or crazy, so she kicked them out.

Following the principle of "treating commoners well," Shelldor originally didn’t want to take revenge on these guys, after all, killing people on the first day of entering the city, even if it was three fools and madmen, wouldn’t have a good impact.

And then…

These three strange figures in gray robes not only were ungrateful, but they also took out a scroll of magic in public, unleashed a magic power of around level seven at the center of Palgauro City, and then ran away!

That was a magic unknown to Shelldor, with very strange magical powers.

The specific effect was that almost half of the street was corroded by a black "sphere," turning all objects on the street into a "dark and hard" color, severely injuring several members of the Abyssal Dragon Tribe – luckily, there were no civilians around at the time, avoiding serious accidents.

The changes on the streets lasted for a few days before returning to normal, but the parts touched by the demon dragon remained dark and hard without any way to heal.

During this time, while improvements were being made in an orderly manner on the surface of Palgauro City, there were countless hidden attacks happening.

The people in gray robes, with their magical scrolls… they were not just targeting the Second Legion, but also all residents and nobles indiscriminately.

Despite killing some of the people in gray robes, the damage and casualties they caused kept increasing – relying solely on the daily patrols of the Second Legion was becoming more and more difficult.

After all, managing a city requires many hands.

This group seemed to aimlessly plan to retaliate against the people in gray robes across the entire continent, leaving Shelldor at a loss.

She tried to investigate their origins, but in the end… she gained nothing.

She couldn’t even capture a suspect alive.

Even if she did capture one, Shelldor wasn’t skilled in interrogation.

"So, Lord Lolth… do you have any ideas?"

As Shelldor spoke, Lolth was also confused.

"No, I’ve never heard of this church before," she sighed, but facing the tired-looking Shelldor, who was somewhat of a friend, she didn’t directly refuse her, "But I will try to investigate."

Of course, Lolth didn’t plan on helping for free.

While taking on this side mission, she also handed over her final shopping list to Shelldor.

"As a favor, help me gather the items mentioned on it."

The Second Legion and the Abyssal Dragon Tribe were among the wealthiest in various legions and races. This time, Shelldor came to Palgauro City in the west, annoyed by this "The Final Church," but overall, she was sure to make a big profit.

Although some of the remaining items were quite rare materials, it wasn’t too difficult for Shelldor.

"I’m happy to help, Lord Lolth – even if you don’t assist with this investigation, I will get these items for you."

For Shelldor, Lolth is someone she needs to take seriously, both emotionally and for her own benefit.

"What you’re saying makes me not want to help you… but since it’s not safe in your city, I’ll leave this old man and child with you."

Lolth muttered this way, but still took the materials Shelldor gave her and walked out of the gates of Lauren Institute.

Old Harper and Kanor were placed again, while this time Lolth set out with Ann and Isabella.

Isabella, who was still feeling down, cheered up a bit. She didn’t really know what "The Final Church" was, but when she heard about their actions, she started to realize a bit…

That was a worse existence than the demon race!

Of course, Isabella didn’t realize that by thinking this way, subconsciously she was already starting to change her views on the demon race.

At least she had acknowledged that the demon race doesn’t just kill innocents indiscriminately or destroy the world, and that they even have some concern for civilians.

The danger and madness of "The Final Church" had already convinced any sane person that they should work to eradicate them.

Ann also thought so.

"These things actually still exist, and they’re even on the border of Seychelles…"

Muttering to himself, he seemed to know a little more about these things than Lolth and Isabella.

However, even though Lolth heard this, she didn’t plan to dig deeper from Ann.

After all, even though she hadn’t heard of "The Final Church," her experiences from two lifetimes were enough for her to understand roughly what kind of organization it was, and how it operated.

That’s why, despite finding it troublesome, she didn’t really refuse Shelldor.

Because the demon race, with their simple minds, really couldn’t handle this "cult" thing.

If you don’t root out the problem, this kind of thing will really cause endless harm.

After roughly flipping through the information in her hands, standing on the streets of Palgauro City, Lolth still had a lazy expression.

"Let’s go."

"Where to?"

Upon hearing Lolth say this, Ann couldn’t help but ask.

"To the intersection of Peace Alley and Honesty Street… that’s where the most recent attack happened, the magical effects haven’t completely faded yet."

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