Chapter 560: The Summoning of the Half-Goat and the Reconciliation

Just as Rod began watching the magical image inside the cell.

The dull, spiritless half-goat Miss Ainala started to tremble violently.

After roughly ten seconds of convulsions, she recovered.

Her eyes were clear yet cold.

She had forcibly exempted herself from the control of the hallucinogenic drug.

After all, she was still a seventh-tier Druid.

It was normal to have some means.

But the massive chain in her hand was a magic artifact Rod had found in the Dragon Vault, designed to suppress the operation of mana.

It might have been enough to deal with a physically strong warrior, but for a mage-type Druid who had undergone two months of drug control.

It could only be said to be more than sufficient.

In the magical image, Miss Ainala turned her head to look at the source generating the magical viewpoint, meeting Rod's gaze from afar through the magic.

She opened her cracked lips, her bloodshot eyes filled with pity and resentment.

Even though it had been two months since they last met.

This hero candidate of the Balance Association still spoke words no different from their last meeting:

"Rod, no matter how you struggle, you will be the source of chaos in the Twilight Hills, and this place will eventually be destroyed because of you!"

"The punishment for you will soon appear in the Hero Prophecy! Your arrogance, your cruelty, and all your women will fall into the abyss because of you!"

"Rod! You are the original sin of the world's chaos! I, Miss Ainala, declare here! A true hero will eventually kill you and end your sinful life!"

Interrogator Xiao Xiao Feisuo explained.

It was her who had seized the window of opportunity when the hallucinogenic potion took effect; she could always remain clear for such a short time, almost every time saying something similar to the magical viewpoint.

As expected.

Not long after.

Miss Ainala fell back into dullness and chaos, leaning against the wall like a doll.

Rod chuckled.

He did not care.

Such words had already grown tiresome to him.

Sharon of the Dog-kin people, learning of this person's existence for the first time.

Immediately became displeased upon hearing these words, her face full of annoyance.

"Who is this person? I'll help you kill her."

Rod waved his hand.

He explained to her the 【Hero's Curse】 one would obtain by killing a hero candidate.

Sharon pouted: "Since you have already chopped one down, I must kill her even more to prevent it from stacking on you."

Rod felt a warmth in his heart and pinched her ear.

"Enough, enough. Interrogator Xiao Xiao Feisuo has already made arrangements; you just watch for now."

Not long after.

The Tooth Fairy sprites began to change shifts.

Under intentional or unintentional 'oversights' and 'mistakes', a filthy man escaped from the cell.

He happened to seize that gap during the shift change and successfully infiltrated the room of the half-goat Miss Ainala.

This death-row prisoner was originally a fifth-tier warrior; the drugs controlling his body were mixed into his food every day.

Due to the oversight, the dosage had been significantly reduced, allowing much of his body's original strength to recover.

And he had already been controlled and brainwashed by fabricated arguments threatening his family.

Full of hatred, he took out a sharp, long strip of iron and stabbed it viciously into Miss Ainala's heart.

Once, twice, repeating the motion.

Until her internal organs and blood covered his entire body.

Rod watched this scene coldly.

He felt the 【Infinite Brutal Strength】 within the 【Ke Yin of Cruelty】 strengthen a bit more.

He kept watching the 【Hero's Curse】 on the panel.

Until Miss Ainala died completely, the layers on it had not changed at all.

He sighed with relief: "It seems this so-called 【Hero Prophecy】 is not impossible to fool."

Before he finished speaking.

Rod saw the blood and internal organs in the magical image begin to move slowly, gathering into a ritual array.

Sharon cried out in alarm: "A summoning ritual!"

It was too late to stop it.

The summoning ritual formed very quickly; after a flash of spiritual light.

The blood turned into winding streams of water, swirling around the death-row prisoner who was still constantly waving the iron spikes.

Immediately, his whole body stiffened, then quickly relaxed.

Then he raised his head to look at the magical image.

His expression, gaze, habits, and aura had all changed into a completely different person.

Rod chuckled again.

He pushed open the office door and walked slowly to the cell not far away.

He saw the death-row prisoner elegantly and gently cleaning the blood from his body and the injured hand that had tightly gripped the iron spikes.

Though his outward appearance was that of a rough, filthy man, at this moment he looked as elegant as a noble lady.

An indescribable strangeness and awkwardness.

"And you are?"

Rod leaned lazily against the doorframe, his left hand resting casually on the gold-and-silver twin swords at his waist.

The 'death row inmate' cast him a delicate glance and laughed softly:

"Oh my~~ I wouldn't dare give my name. The man who slew two great dragons, drove back the Archduke of Purgatory Asmodeus, the Warden of the Twilight Hills, Mr. Rod — who doesn't know him by now?"

"How could it be possible? I'm only a Seventh-Tier; how could I possibly drive back a Ninth-Tier Archduke? It's just the newspapers trying to build me up so they can tear me down. If you don't believe it, give me your name and address, and I'll come by in person to explain it to you, how about that?"

Rod said with a smile.

Just then.

The pool of Miss Miss Ainala's corpse on the ground began to seep out a dark, negative-energy spirituality.

A vast, surging resentment.

A translucent Miss Ainala rose up, staring at Rod with a face full of venomous hatred.

She had become an undead.

Rod's smile widened: "Oh, long time no see. You've gotten a bit thin, Miss Ainala."

Miss Ainala was so furious that negative energy churned all over her body, but as a newly born undead, she clearly knew she could not possibly be Rod's match.

"Kill him quickly! This man is the root of all sin and chaos! Yi—"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go saying my name out loud."

The death row inmate cut her off with a coquettish protest.

The newly minted undead young lady frowned at him.

"Don't wait any longer! I'm willing to offer my flesh to summon you here to kill. He is surely the great obstacle in the Hero's Prophecy. Even at the upper stage of Eighth-Tier, a summoning possession is already more than enough. What Archduke of Purgatory, what great dragon — there's absolutely no way a mere Seventh-Tier like him could have done those things. You have absolutely nothing to worry about!"

Unexpectedly.

The death row inmate man shook his head.

"Miss Miss Ainala, loving peace is a fine thing, but you can't push everyone who can be negotiated with, everyone who can be talked to, onto the opposing side."

Having said that, he looked toward Rod.

"Mr. Rod, I come on behalf of all the 【Hero Candidates】 and 【Hero Bestowers】 to negotiate peace with you. I hope you won't take Miss Miss Ainala's personal actions as the collective will of our group."

"Wha—"

Miss Ainala's eyes went wide on the side, her face full of disbelief.

"What are you saying?! Edith!! Kill him!! Kill him!!!"

But the two of them completely ignored her.

Rod looked thoroughly intrigued.

"Oh? I thought you lot were coming to gang up on me, Miss Edith."

"Sigh— I went and exposed my name after all. I hope you won't use magic to track me down. How could that be, Mr. Rod? I'm not so foolish as to make an enemy of a powerhouse who can drive back the Archduke of Purgatory, and who loves peace and has never expanded or invaded."

Miss Ainala's eyes nearly split with rage: "What are you saying? He loves peace?! He slaughtered every last dark elf in Coral Bay!"

(End of this chapter)