Chapter 116: Audit

Afterwards, Sharon left the forest.

She will submit the data and footage to the Magic Control Union; if the audit passes, they will officially send personnel to execute the plan's content.

The witch Dimia observed the spot for a day, then also left the forest.

The gathering and revenge of the rat-people are deeply unsettling.

She was sent by Windwall City not only to deal with the evil rituals of the Death Desert, but also to guard the security of Shi Ying Town.

These past days, she delayed too long in the forest; the mine has been guarded day and night by the constables led by David, and manpower is severely insufficient.

Rod suggested letting the ghoul Pan Ni help.

After all, ghouls, who are equally skilled at burrowing, might handle the rat-people more easily.

However, she refused.

Dimia still cannot let go of the people Pan Ni killed before; cooperating with her is considered blasphemy by her.

Rod really wanted to tell the other party that there is no need to treat Pan Ni as a companion.

After enslavement, he has always used ghouls as slaves.

But these matters are hard to persuade; he could sense that Dimia had some dissatisfaction regarding the fact that Amy and Pan Ni were not killed.

The monsters from the desert have temporarily returned to normal.

Without the threat of the Strange-Jaw Beasts and Shadow Weavers, Rod left the Sha Liu District and went instead to Henry Farm outside Bai Yu District.

He purchased a batch of animals to enrich the farm's configuration.

He also asked Vivian to help turn over the plowed fields with vines.

This farm has no special use for now; Rod simply saw it sitting vacant, the land gradually falling into ruin, had some spare money in hand, and so bought it.

He plans to hand it over to Pan Ni to manage.

Although letting ghouls grow vegetables and raise sheep is a bit strange, a slave must look like a slave, prepared to be exploited.

From today on, ghouls must not only serve as the first line of defense on the forest's outskirts, but also earn their own food costs.

Rod will deduct 5% from the farm's profits for their food and wages.

No income means no food; anyway, ghouls can survive eating a bit of dirt.

Of course, this 5% is adjusted appropriately, specifically at the discretion of the farm's owner, Rod.

The Banshee Chris also did not want to be idle; she can switch to physical form and is basically no different from a normal human, so she will handle external business affairs.

Rod, for his part, will not meddle.

He is busy every day cultivating 【Elibert's Quaint Love Secret Manual】 with the succubus tree spirit.

Vivian's spiritual accumulation was already nearly sufficient; these days, working day and night, she finally helped raise her to the high stage of the sixth tier.

Thus, three days passed leisurely.

The forest welcomed the audit personnel from the Magic Control Union.

Sha Liu District.

As soon as Rod arrived, he saw Sharon forcing a bitter smile beside a man and a woman dressed in Magic Control Union uniforms.

That female staff member was pointing and gesturing, her expression very dissatisfied.

Not far away, Dimia's baby-faced cheeks bore anger.

"What's wrong?"

"That guy is splitting hairs, saying the spellcasting environment isn't unified, the submitted materials have problems, and that 'Ci Jiu Cheng Gong' is unrealistic, using such words to brush off Sharon."

Rod frowned.

In this 【Dark Vortex Rift Barrier】 spell disaster, Windwall City and the Magic Control Union responded jointly, but the Magic Control Union was the lead.

As Windwall City's representative, Dimia actually had no power to interfere with the Magic Control Union's internal audit system.

"Where is Lady Kali?"

"She has other matters; she said she found someone, or something like that."

Over there, the two auditors spotted Rod.

They immediately headed straight for him.

"Hello, Mr. Rod, the forest ranger of Windwall Forest, is that correct?"

"It is."

"Here is the situation: we are disaster plan auditors from the Magic Control Union. I am Valerie, and he is Martin."

Martin was a refined man wearing glasses, while Valerie, judging by her short elf ears, was a half-elf.

A half-elf?

Rod did not have a good impression of half-elves.

Fortunately, Lady Kali was not here today; he had heard that half-elves often take revenge on orthodox elves.

"I know you have been invited into the Magic Control Union and are about to become our colleague, but let us keep public and private matters separate. There are a few questions we would like to ask; is it convenient for you?"

"Please speak."

"In investigator Sharon's plan report, it is mentioned that you possess a high-level dungeon pass, which is the key to the experiment succeeding in one go. May I ask if you understand the harms and instability of dungeons?"

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Upon hearing this question, Rod immediately guessed the intent.

This Valerie was biased, intending to accuse and emphasize the bad aspects of dungeons.

One could even feel her dissatisfaction with dungeons from her simple words.

This was unavoidable; dungeons, as natural disasters, occur constantly across the continent.

This plan focuses on grafting dungeons, which can also be said to expand the scope of the dungeon disaster; receiving such accusations is probably normal.

"The location this time is the Death Desert, where human presence is rare; this spell ritual for grafting dungeons is recorded in many mage handbooks and can be utilized in a completely controllable and stable manner."

Dimia said from the side.

Valerie said nothing.

She looked down, writing and drawing in a small notebook.

"What if the ritual fails? Do you have a contingency plan in case the labyrinth runs out of control and expands across the entire desert? Who will then stop the Igo clan?"

"All magical rituals carry a probability of failure. We naturally have methods to interrupt them. Such speculation is meaningless; the labyrinth's operation is not what you imagine."

"Then I ask, how does the labyrinth operate? As far as I know, no mage currently fully understands the labyrinth. Can Miss Dimia, a sixth-rank mage, understand it? Or perhaps the spiritual warrior beside you, who keeps a succubus and might not even be able to stand steadily, understands it?"

"You!"

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Rod's head sprouted a question mark; why the sudden personal attack?

The man named Martin waved his hand, signaling the two to stop.

He smiled apologetically at Dimia and Rod, then pulled Valerie aside.

"Valerie, I recall the higher-ups were quite interested in this proposal, weren't they? An elf within will cast the secret technique to stabilize the labyrinth. Although she will construct this aspect alone, observing it up close will certainly yield results. What is wrong with you?"

Valerie looked coldly into the distance.

"I just hate the labyrinth."

Martin sighed inwardly.

He knew full well what this colleague was thinking.

As the illegitimate daughter of Elder Elder Manla, the once-renowned elf, Valerie's identity within the Magic Control Union was semi-public.

Elder Elder Manla was an unconventional elf; such a personality was quite rare in holding power at the Emerald Court.

Consequently, when the scandal broke that he had been drained to death by a succubus, the backlash was equally massive.

The Emerald Court expelled all elves of impure bloodline, directly causing an internal split into the Naturalist and Liberal factions.

After her fall from grace, this Valerie relied on the rich knowledge she had accumulated within the elf tribes to successfully join the Magic Control Union.

Among the cases she reviewed, those involving succubi or orthodox elves had a pass rate of no more than 5%.

(End of this chapter)