Chapter 808: Hiring Actors, High Risk? Speaking of Which

"Broly, I don't know why you've come to see me, but what are your orders?"

Two weeks had passed since the Stormwind Murder Case. In recent days, Moduo, relying on the two Lv. 5 magic beasts in his hands, had been thriving in the Middle Lower Floors.

Regarding the sudden visit of this Saiyan youth today, he was somewhat worried, fearing the youth wanted to take back control of the two giant snakes.

"I have a job that requires some tight-lipped people to help with. You have connections in Rivira Town, and I need you to find people who meet the requirements for me."

"Ah, no problem. Whatever the job, just say it, and I'll definitely handle it beautifully for you."

Hearing that it was about hiring people to work, not about taking back control of the magic beasts, Moduo immediately waved his hand and slapped his chest as he spoke.

"Reed, come out."

The place to meet Moduo was outside Rivira Town. Broly turned back and shouted toward the tree thicket behind him.

", Magic beasts?!"

Moduo curiously looked over, thinking someone had asked Broly for help, but unexpectedly, a group of magic beasts wearing fine equipment walked out from the tree thicket behind the youth.

Although the 18th Floor is a Safe Floor, it only means it's safe because magic beasts aren't spawned there. If magic beasts from other floors intrude outside, battles that should happen will still happen.

The attire of the Heretics immediately made this veteran adventurer of Rivira Town, the most experienced of the experienced, become vigilant.

"Don't be nervous, Moduo. These aren't ordinary magic beasts, but Heretics who possess intelligence and rationality."

Broly spoke to soothe him.

"Hello, human."

The leader, Reed, also politely greeted this person.

"Ah, magic beasts, they can talk?!"

Moduo's mouth gaped open.

Broly then explained to him the situation regarding the Heretics.

"The existence of the Heretics is known to the Main God behind the Guild, Lord Uranus."

"We feel the time has come to push those who possess intelligence and rationality onto the front stage."

Those resurrected Heretics have already proven with time that those who have been resurrected have no problems with their intelligence and rationality.

"However, as you know, the world's view of magic beasts, so we need your help to find people to act in a play."

"A grand play of magic beasts rescuing imperiled adventurers, as an entry point, to make it easier for the world to accept the existence of intelligent, rational magic beasts."

"Ah, but, Mr. Broly, does the Guild really know about them?"

Looking at Moduo's doubtful gaze, Broly was somewhat speechless.

"Alright, I'll say it directly. Actually, I've taken a liking to a monster girl and want to meet her, so she can walk openly on the streets of Orario."

"Hey, I knew it! So Mr. Broly is a monster girl enthusiast!"

Hearing this, Moduo immediately accepted this explanation.

His gaze also inadvertently glanced toward the back, at the monster girl Rei and the others with their well-proportioned figures.

Seeing this, Broly was somewhat speechless. Compared to the matter of pursuing coexistence between rational magic beasts and surface mortals.

Someone like Moduo seemed more willing to believe this was his own personal desire.

"So, what's your answer?"

Broly sighed, not preparing to explain anything, and asked directly.

"Uh, if Mr. Broly just wants some monster girls to be able to move freely on the streets of Orario, with your reputation and influence, it seems you only need to put collars on those monster girls' necks and inform the city guards, right? There seems to be no need to get involved with a group of intelligent magic beasts?"

Moduo didn't answer and instead refuted.

"The Heretics aren't pets I want to keep, but the ones I want to meet."

Moduo's statement actually had no flaw. Vini wearing a collar would probably be enough to lead her out.

But this wasn't the coexistence Uranus wanted to see, nor was it what Broly was preparing to help Vini do.

Of course, for Heretics like Reed who move around living in the Dungeon, this kind of life as a pet is indeed quite attractive.

"But wanting the world to accept the existence of intelligent magic beasts, and even according to your meaning, wanting to give these magic beasts and people living on the surface the same human rights—isn't this a bit too difficult?"

"You must know, we are adventurers making a living in the Dungeon, relying on killing magic beasts to obtain materials for a living, and occasionally we are also killed by dangerous magic beasts. In terms of relationship, we are each other's prey and hunter, that is, natural enemies."

"This, you want me to help find people to cooperate in acting on this side. If it's not done well, our people here might become so-called traitors to humans, traitors to the surface world. Isn't the risk—"

"Fifty million Valis."

"Huh?"

"Those willing to participate, I'll give fifty million Valis as an appearance fee."

Moduo: "—"

"I don't know, Mr. Broly, how many actors do you need?"

"Actors are valued for quality, not quantity. I need people who can absolutely keep the script secret and whose acting is skilled enough."

"No problem. I guarantee the people I find for you will all be tight-lipped and skilled in acting."

Valis opens the way, and Moduo quickly gathered a group of adventurer extras.

"Whether it's money or not doesn't matter. I mainly came to repay Mr. Broly's previous life-saving grace."

"Magic beasts, where do magic beasts come from here? What, you say Heretics? No, that's clearly our half-siblings of different races, our brothers and sisters in the Dungeon!"

With Broly showing enough sincerity, more than ten Rivira Town adventurers, male and female, found by Moduo, quickly hit it off with Reed's group of Heretics.

Fifty million appearance fee, for this group of adventurers not exceeding Lv. 4, can completely be seen as a settlement fund.

"Mr. Broly, why don't we make the fake real and have a real adventure?"

"Fake, the appearance fee you give, I feel uneasy taking it."

Broly: "—"

"Mr. Broly, I can die once, as long as I'm resurrected afterward."

The pay was good enough that the actors were already fired up before the show even started, and some even volunteered to be death stunt actors.

"Fine, stunt actors, huh? I won't just resurrect you, I'll pay you extra."

True warriors, unafraid to walk a round in the Underworld.

Hearing about the extra pay, the Adventurers present all turned into true warriors.

Some even wanted to die several more times; pity once was enough.

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"Lefiya, lately, over at Hearth Manor, have you been doing alright?"

"Mm, alright, not much different from before."

"And how about Mr. Broly's side?"

"Miss Filvis, you wouldn't happen to be interested in that guy, would you?"

Lefiya looked at the White Shrine Maiden with some puzzlement, suspecting the other party had an ulterior motive in asking her out.

"Let me tell you, that guy Broly is simply terrible; back at Hearth Manor, he would always barge directly into the bathing room while it was in use, not caring in the slightest that there were other women stark naked inside, bathing or soaking in the hot spring.

And he would always bully those people in the bathing room; I heard it clearly from outside the door. If I hadn't been protecting Miss Ais all along, not letting her go inside, pure-hearted Miss Ais would probably have fallen into his hands long ago, and would have had all sorts of excessive things done to her by that guy Broly in the bathing room————"

Lefiya's expression was somewhat indignant as she spoke Broly's black material.

What wine pools and meat forests, what unobstructed assemblies — it made the White Shrine Maiden's face flush somewhat red.

"So, Miss Filvis, you must absolutely not take a fancy to that guy. If you fancy him and even confess your feelings to him, you'll be ruthlessly bullied by that guy. He'll use his hands to wantonly play with your body, and even put some lewd places inside your body————"

"Lefiya."

"Hm?"

"Is there not a possibility that I'm not inquiring about Mr. Broly's romantic private life, but want to ask you about the Magic Stone Resurrection Technology Mr. Broly's side is currently researching?"

"Ah?!"

"I also have companions who died in the Dungeon, and they don't have any Remains left behind either————"

Lefiya's face flushed bright red, having mistakenly thought the White Shrine Maiden, who was already a good friend, had taken an interest in the Saiyan youth.

So she hurriedly added fuel to the fire, spilling a pile of bad talk about the Saiyan youth's lecherous conduct at Hearth Manor, but the result was that the other party was asking her about the Magic Stone Resurrection Technology.

"I'm sorry————"

Lefiya hurriedly apologized.

"I don't know much about this matter, but Broly would occasionally mention some research progress at the rice bowl with Lady Astraea.

Mm, a while ago he said if we could catch that weirdo with a Magic Stone inside his body that we encountered before on the 24th floor of the Labyrinth to assist with research, that would be great."

The words "I'll assist with the research" nearly slipped out of Filvis's mouth; fortunately she remembered the weirdo's identity must not be exposed.

However, if the other party's research succeeds, letting the souls of the dead entrust themselves to Magic Stones and resurrecting the dead into existences similar to that weirdo, would one's own abnormality in the surface world thereby become normal?

"Lefiya, I want to ask you to help me keep an eye on Mr. Broly's situation, okay?"

"Uh, that's no problem, but the one mainly responsible for researching the Magic Stone Resurrection Technology is still Miss Amide."

"Then you keep an eye on both, and I'll also keep an eye on the traces of the weirdo appearing in the Dungeon. If there's a discovery, I'll come and contact you."

"Contact me to do what? You can contact Mr. Broly————uh, no, Miss Filvis, you'd better contact me."

【Ryu and Miss Adi are only letting that guy bully them because they owe a debt of favor; I absolutely cannot let Miss Filvis repeat the same mistake and end up in that same situation of letting herself be bullied.】

Lefiya felt being the mediator was the best choice, to avoid Miss Filvis and Broly having too much contact, which might ultimately evolve into a situation where she falls for that detestable guy who steps out on multiple boats.

"Then thank you very much, Lefiya."

"You're welcome, we're good friends, aren't we?"

"Mm.

""

The White Shrine Maiden bid farewell to the Thousand Elf.

But upon returning to the Faction Residence, she was promptly blocked by her Familia's Main God.

"Filvis, where did you go this time?"

"Lord Dionysus, I went to find a friend."

"Let me guess, a friend from Hestia Familia, or a friend from Loki Familia?"

"It's the Thousand Elf of Loki Familia, Lefiya."

"I see. Since that day, seeing you able to make new true-hearted friends, this Main God is still very relieved."

The blond Male God said with a smile.

"Lord Dionysus, do you have any orders?"

"Orders? Not really. Just heard that the Regiment Commander of Hestia Familia is someone who can go to the Underworld."

"Hm?"

"Although the probability is extremely slim, I'm still a bit worried that person might encounter your soul in the Underworld."

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At these words, the White Shrine Maiden's body trembled, her face turning pale, as if all blood had been instantly drained from it.

"So, Filvis, when you, this child, come into contact with that Extreme Lust Tyrant, you must be careful. This is my advice."

"Yes, Lord Dionysus————"

The blond Male God was very satisfied, driving a thorn into Filvis's heart as she pursued her own normalcy and others' recognition, lest this child take Hestia Familia's Regiment Commander as a new redemption, thereby causing him to lose control over her on this side — that would be troublesome.

Of course, the current Orario situation with the appearance of Resurrection Magic also puts this Evil God hiding in the shadows in a very difficult spot.

With Resurrection Magic, High-Level Adventurers' margin for error has increased, making it even more difficult for him to completely pry open the lid of Babel Tower pressing down on the Dungeon entrance.

Blessings don't come in pairs, misfortunes don't come singly; while Dionysus still hadn't figured out how to proceed with the Orario Destruction Plan, he heard another piece of bad news.

"Hey, brother, heard the news?"

"What did you hear?"

"Yesterday, an adventurer party exploring the Deep Floors of the Dungeon encountered a Labyrinth trap, and just as they were about to be wiped out, a group of magic beasts that could speak saved them."

"Hah, magic beasts that can speak, and a whole group at that—how much fake liquor have you drunk?"

""

"I didn't drink fake liquor. That adventurer party that ran into trouble lost quite a few people, but they had just signed up for the Guild's newly launched Resurrection Insurance, and luckily managed to carry their dead companions' corpses out of the Dungeon."

"Now they're lining up at the Resurrection Room in Babel Tower waiting to be resurrected. If you don't believe me, you can go look over there."

"6"

"Is it true?"

"......"

"Absolutely true. We were saved by a group of talking magic beasts."

"Those of you questioning us, please use your brains—who would joke with their own lives?"

"If we hadn't casually signed up for the Guild's new Resurrection Insurance beforehand, we wouldn't have had a chance at a second life."

"Ah, a few days ago I just thought paying a small sum would give me more confidence when exploring the Dungeon, and unexpectedly, it allowed me to live again. My party didn't end up with a huge Resurrection Debt either. Guild Resurrection Insurance—I'll buy it again!"

"Broly, the people you found—is their performance a bit exaggerated? By the way, are they promoting the heretic saving people, or promoting the Guild's Resurrection Insurance?"

Standing at the edge of the crowd, watching the death stunt actors performing hard inside, Fels couldn't help but speak up.

"The news of the heretic needs to spread, and the effect of Resurrection Insurance needs to spread too. Anyway, they don't conflict. It counts as embedded advertising."

Broly shrugged. A few days ago, Eina, the Half-Elf Dungeon Advisor, came to his side saying that new adventurers, to save money, were mostly unwilling to pay a Resurrection Insurance fee from their earnings, and asked him to think of an idea.

And what he thought of was the idea of embedded advertising. Of course, it was Moduo who found that group of willing-to-perform-death...

stunt actor adventurers, which gave him the inspiration.

Broly added fifty million Valis in appearance fees for each stunt actor willing to die once, so naturally they had to make full use of everything and everyone's talents.

The Resurrection Insurance advertisements, and the news that intelligent magic beasts had appeared in the Dungeon and these magic beasts actively rescued imperiled adventurers, began to spring up like bamboo shoots after rain.

Within just two days, it spread throughout Orario, this World Capital, with discussions of Resurrection Insurance and intelligent magic beasts appearing in the Dungeon, the heat even surpassing the previous heat of discussions about Resurrection Magic.

Anyone with a sharp mind could clearly feel that behind the scenes there was a pusher, stirring things up.

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