Chapter 809

「Resurrection, intelligent monsters, the Guild's doing, Hermes' side should have been hired, deliberately spreading news, heating up the topic——

「Just, does that guy Uranus think that staging a scene of monsters saving people can make the mortals on the surface accept those heretics from the Dungeon? 」

Dionysus tapped his finger on the tabletop. Nowadays in Orario, the scene of intelligent monsters saving Adventurers, though not useless, does have some effect in pushing mortals to recognize intelligent monsters, but the premise is that no interfering person appears during this process.

「Although I don't think Uranus is the kind of guy who recklessly makes moves without certainty, the move the other side played now, I on my side must accept, absolutely cannot let that guy Uranus succeed, but I also have to be careful this is the other side drawing the snake out of its hole. Looks like it's time to play the Poor God card. 」

That night, the God of Wine Dionysus carried several jars of Divine Wine to the orphanage on Daedalus Street, and found the Poor God Penia.

「Lady Penia, do you think there is a possibility of coexistence between the mortals on the surface and the monsters of the Dungeon? 」

When the wine was warm and the ears were hot, this handsome Male God proposed this topic.

「Ha, how is that possible? Monsters are nothing but man-eating monsters, aren't they? 」

「Haven't you heard the rumors recently circulating in Orario about monsters saving people? 」

「The old woman only stays on this little plot of land on Daedalus Street, and isn't interested in anything about rich Adventurers other than the poor. 」

「So, you don't believe the matter of monsters saving people is true? 」

「That——」

The Poor God Penia was about to reply when the God of Wine Dionysus immediately stepped forward, appearing to support her, who was somewhat intoxicated.

「Yes, monsters are monsters, monsters that can harm mortals at any time. Saving people is nothing but them plotting some scheme——」

Divine Wine mixed with something, combined with magic that confuses the mind, can even make the gods of the Lower World fall for it.

「Lady Penia, for the children, for the poor of Daedalus Street, we cannot sit and watch the scheme happen, right? 」

「But I am just a poor, shabby old woman god. What can I do? 」

「Don't underestimate yourself. You are the Uncrowned King of Daedalus Street. The poor of Orario all support you. You can rally those people to stand up and protest the recent voices in Orario accepting intelligent monsters——」

Dionysus leaned close to Penia's ear and whispered. The Poor God's expression was somewhat vacant, and she gradually began to mutter: 「I want to speak for the poor, boycott accepting intelligent monsters——」

Dionysus left, taking all the wine jars he brought with him. On the Poor God Penia's side, after he left, she returned to her room in a daze and went to sleep.

The next day when she woke up, this old woman Poor God, as usual, moved a rocking chair and sat at the orphanage's front door basking in the sun when someone mentioned the matter of intelligent monsters in her ear.

「Don't know what the Guild is thinking, actually starting to consider accepting those intelligent monsters from the Dungeon. 」

「Heard that some Adventurers rescued by those monsters jointly proposed to the Guild, so the Guild started considering it. 」

「Ha, intelligent monsters. Maybe those rescued guys were deceived by those monsters. The purpose of this play directed and acted by those monsters is to win our Adventurers' trust. When we believe them and let our guard down, they will viciously betray us. 」

「Hey, what are you all talking about? 」

「Ah, Lady Penia, we were just discussing the recent matter of intelligent monsters appearing and saving people, and the Guild wanting to accept them as a normal race. 」

The two people conversing turned around, saw it was the Poor God of Daedalus Street, and hurriedly called out respectfully, answering her question.

「What, accepting Dungeon monsters as a new race? 」

It was as if a keyword had been triggered, and the Poor God's expression changed.

「No, absolutely not. 」

While saying these words, she moved the rocking chair and quickly walked into the orphanage.

When she came out again, a group of orphans and the orphanage's administrators came out following this Poor God.

Spreading news all around Daedalus Street, and not long after, a parade procession holding banners protesting the acceptance of Dungeon monsters as intelligent species of the surface, marched mightily out of the poverty-stricken district like a labyrinth, heading toward the Guild Headquarters.

When the City Guards and members of the Ganesha Familia received the news and came over to check the situation, the parade procession was already about to reach the front door of the Guild Headquarters.

Besides the original residents of Daedalus Street, there were also people from other districts who joined in, either to watch the excitement or because they shared the same idea.

The procession was noisy, and from time to time someone shouted slogans of surface race supremacy, opposing the Guild's plan to accept intelligent monsters from the Dungeon as members of the surface races.

「Captain Shakti, should we stop these people? 」

The City Guards maintain the open order of Orario. A group of people gathering for a parade, with many Adventurers among them, could turn into a riot if not careful. An Amazon of the Ganesha Familia asked the Captain beside her.

「No need. We just maintain order at the scene and prevent stampede incidents caused by too many people. 」

Shakti shook her head.

Her own Main God Ganesha had already laid out the situation to her.

And this kind of opposition before her eyes was actually within the plan.

She only needed to bring Familia members to maintain order; the rest was not her responsibility.

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「I originally thought the first to stand up and voice opposition would be either someone from the Merchant Alliance or someone from the Rich District of North Main Street. I never expected the first to stand up and clearly express opposition would be Penia of Daedalus Street——」

When the parade procession blocked the door and the leading Poor God raised the banner opposing the acceptance of intelligent monsters, Uranus at the Underground Altar of the Guild Headquarters felt somewhat emotional.

Although the Poor God did not have a proper Familia, as an old-timer god who had mixed in this city of Orario for several centuries, her influence among the lower-class populace was enormous.

「But conversely, if we can persuade Lady Poor God Penia, then in this World Capital of Orario, the voices opposing accepting heretics as members of the surface races will also decrease accordingly. 」

「However, persuading a god to change their mind is not an easy thing. 」

On the Underground Altar side, Fels and Uranus were talking.

Outside, the Guild Master Royman, who was large-bellied, also ran out to deal with the wave of opposition.

「Lady Penia, what do you mean by bringing so many people to block the Guild's main gate? 」

「What do I mean? That should be me asking your Guild: what does it mean to want to accept Dungeon monsters as a surface race? 」

A sharp, venomous voice spat from the mouth of the Poor God who looked like an old woman. She glanced sideways at Guild Master Royman, who had a bad reputation in the Outside World, lived extravagantly, and was evaluated by many as a Guild pig, but gave him not a single good look.

「The Guild's stance is neutral. The matter of accepting Dungeon monsters as one of the surface races is just that some Adventurers issued a joint proposal to the Guild, wanting to list intelligent monsters among the surface intelligent races, so the Guild started considering this matter, but has not yet made a so-called decision. Lady Penia, have you misunderstood something? 」

「Neutral? No. When your Guild did not clearly reject this stupid proposal the moment it appeared, it means your Guild's stance has already shifted, shifted toward those so-called Dungeon monsters! 」

「Lady Periya, please do not speak recklessly without evidence. The Guild is merely considering the feelings of those Adventurers saved by intelligent monsters, wanting to repay their life-saving grace. On the contrary, you coming to the Guild to block the door has already seriously affected the Guild's normal operation. 」

Although Royman had a bad reputation, his capability as Guild Master was completely without problem.

Even now facing a parade procession led by the Poor God, he could respond with a calm expression.

「If your Guild side is considering the feelings of the rescued Adventurers, then this old woman's side is considering the feelings of this group of orphan children following behind me.

Some of these children's parents were also Adventurers, making a living in the Dungeon, but now these children have all become Orphans; obviously their parents died in the Dungeon, killed by those hateful Dungeon Monsters.

And now, Orario's administrator 【the Guild】, is actually considering letting them go accept a group of Monsters who killed their own parents; how can you speak of considering such a cruel thing?

Moreover, those who had relatives killed by Monsters are not only these poor children reduced to Orphans, but also other residents of Orario; it's just that these people's individual voices are too small, incomparable to the colossus that is the Guild, and the voices they send out are hard to hear.

However, this old woman is a God; although she's a Poor God, her voice is at least a bit louder, and now she's brought them here to question the Guild: does it still want to accept a group of Monsters from the Dungeon to become members of the Surface Race?

Poor God Penia's words drew agreement from the followers behind her.

"This————"

The opposing crowd's clamor made Royman involuntarily retreat two steps; this pot-bellied old Elf Guild Master fished a Handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the Sweat emerging on his forehead, took a deep breath, then accepted the Broadcasting Magic Stone handed to him by a Guild Staff member and began to explain.

"I can understand everyone's feelings, but Intelligent Magic Beasts did after all rescue some Adventurers who nearly perished; just as there are Good People and Bad People among the Surface Race.

Previously treating all Monsters as bad was because they would only Harm us, but now, Monsters that help us have appeared, and the Guild also has no choice but to consider the Actual situation."

The explanatory words were transmitted via the Broadcast.

The opposing crowd's voices did quiet down somewhat.

There were also rational people who had no choice but to acknowledge that what the Guild Master said actually made sense.

"Heh, who knows, that group of Intelligent Monsters might be deceiving those rescued Adventurers————"

However, before some people in the Parade could change their views, the Poor God immediately threw out the Conspiracy Theory she'd heard others say at the Orphanage Front Door this morning.

Believing that those rescued Adventurers who jointly petitioned for the right of Intelligent Monsters to become one of the Surface Race might simply have been used by the Intelligent Monsters.

"Who knows, those Adventurers' distress and rescue might all have been self-directed and self-acted by that group of Intelligent Monsters in the Dungeon————"

And these words made the people in the Parade nod one after another.

As the saying goes, those not of my clan must have different hearts.

Although this World doesn't have this saying, there are words with roughly the same meaning.

Reverse Engineering back a Millennium ago, Monsters ravaged the Surface, bringing Harm and Hatred to the various Races that continues Until Now.

"Mhm, Lord Penia, what you say is correct; we cannot exclude this possibility, but the Guild will Guarantee strict examination of whether those Intelligent Magic Beasts have deceived the rescued Adventurers————"

Whether it's deception, could Guild Master Royman really be Unclear? Main God Uranus personally Summoned him, and the advertising fees Hestia Familia submitted to the Guild for reimbursement were even stamped by him personally.

And after making the Guarantee of strict examination against fraud, next came dispersing this group of Parade opponents.

"Now, I ask everyone not to keep blocking the Guild Front Door, affecting the Guild's normal operation; otherwise————"

Ganesha Familia's City Guards stepped forward at this moment.

Under the circumstances where the Guild was explaining with reason and evidence, while still maintaining a so-called Neutral stance.

These Elephant God's Familia members did not show any failure to Protect the Guild.

The Parade people looked toward the Poor God at the Front, after all it was this Daedalus Street's God-sama who led the charge.

"Fine, then we'll withdraw for now; hope the Guild can give us a Satisfactory explanation."

Penia did not Relentless Pursuit, because she understood that continuing to lead people blocking the Guild Gate would really get them forcibly Expelled by the City Guards.

Don't look at the Parade having many people, but inside there weren't many Powerful Adventurers; the Majority were just Ordinary Orario residents.

If the City Guards, Ganesha Familia's members, were Willing, they could completely easily use force to suppress the entire Parade.

A grand Parade, with a bit of Thunder loud, Rain small meaning, directly dispersed.

However, Dionysus hiding in the dark was not Disappointed, because Poor God Penia's opposition Parade was just something he Pushed Out to attract attention and Mix the waters; his true Scheme was in the Public Opinion Manipulation after the Parade.

Uranus can play some Small Tricks to Prove the harmlessness of that group of Intelligent Monsters in the Dungeon via Public Opinion; naturally he can also use the same Public Opinion methods to create a sense of Crisis for Orario's Mortal children, and people's Distrust toward Monsters.

Various Conspiracy Theories, Surface Supremacy, like the previous news of the Heretic Child saving distressed Adventurers, also emerged like bamboo shoots after rain.

Public Opinion War, Void Technique; just as Dionysus believed he could gradually gain Public Opinion Advantage by relying on the age-old Hostile Hatred relationship between Mortals and Dungeon Monsters in the Lower World————

A heavily wounded Adventurer rushed out of the Dungeon Entrance, clutching a palm-sized Magic Stone.

"An Intelligent Half-Bird Monster I know saved me in the Dungeon; she blocked a Fatal attack for me; please, who can come save her?"

The Adventurer holding the Magic Stone wept torrents of tears, as if what he held in his arms was not a Monster's Magic Stone, but his own Adventurer Companion.

Acting true to life, story novel; no longer just Intelligent Monsters saving Adventurers in the Dungeon, but Adventurers wanting to save the lives of Monsters who sacrificed their lives to save them.

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