Chapter 219: High-Difficulty Operation

Night.

The entire royal capital gradually drifted into slumber, with only a few places still showing faint glimmers of light.

Tang Luo lay on the soft bed, eyes closed, as if he too had entered a deep sleep.

The door of the room was gently pushed open at this moment.

A black shadow entered cautiously, closed the door behind him, approached the bedside, and looked down at Tang Luo from above.

In the darkness, one could see that this person's expression was somewhat troubled.

"Can this person really save us?" Greysi looked at Tang Luo, who was snoring loudly, and felt not the slightest that he would be a strong one.

She was a woman with short brown-black hair, her features three-dimensional, quite sculptural in feel.

Her whole person gave off a sense of hardness.

She stood silently by the bedside, observing Tang Luo, and gradually doubts arose in her heart.

He doesn't seem strong, does he?

Not to mention anything else, just this poor perception and vigilance—no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like a qualified strong one.

She stood by the bedside without deliberately hiding anything anymore, yet the other party still hadn't noticed?

As a strong one, why is his perception so weak! And his vigilance is also too poor.

"Did I get something wrong?" Greysi let out a mournful cry in her heart, her chest rising and falling twice, preparing to reach out.

Her palm halted in midair, then Greysi pulled back again—she wanted to see when this person, upon whom their hopes were pinned and whose fate tied to their life or death, would notice her arrival.

Time passed minute by minute, second by second.

Tang Luo lay motionless on the bed, his breathing steady, no snoring, no extra small movements—his sleeping posture was excellent.

He truly deserved the title "Sleeping Beauty."

Yet Greysi felt no fondness for this Sleeping Beauty; she felt her feet growing sore and weak.

Under normal circumstances, Greysi would certainly not be this weak, but she had escaped from the royal palace.

Carrying the hopes and instructions of the other two, Greysi still considered herself a person of her word; she wanted to join forces with this person to rescue the other two.

But the problem was, the man before her, called "Tang Xuanzang," seemed unable to do even this—this was quite awkward.

Greysi's hand reached out again, then retracted once more.

"Not my fault! He's too weak! I don't want to go back and die for nothing!" Greysi, "And, this person probably can't help me complete my mission either."

Greysi, like Tang Luo and Li Huan, appeared alone, forming her own faction.

Her mission did not include protecting this one; it was merely to make the arrogant King Rudolf "content and satisfied."

His contentment certainly did not refer to the sage's time after a release, but rather to Greysi finding a qualified strong one to be defeated by Rudolf.

To satisfy Rudolf's inner pride.

It must be a strong one recognized by Rudolf as qualified.

At first, Greysi thought this mission wasn't too difficult, only that Rudolf, as her mission target, was truly too strong.

To him, Greysi was basically a disposable toy he could toss aside at will.

If it weren't for Rudolf's interest in the secret hidden behind Greysi, she probably wouldn't even have the qualification to become a prisoner of rank.

"If this mission fails, I probably won't disappear—I can still survive, won't die." Greysi couldn't help but murmur.

She had already failed four missions; according to the general limit of 3–5 failures, she still had one last chance to fail.

But this was the most optimistic estimate.

Greysi's whisper was actually her trying to convince herself.

Before and after were rugged roads, thick mist swirling, a moment's carelessness would send one plummeting into the abyss.

Whether choosing to escape or to return to save someone, Greysi would need immense courage.

"I thought you had left." Suddenly, Greysi's body trembled as she heard a voice sound in the darkness.

"Turns out you didn't." Tang Luo sat up, yawned, and said to the highly vigilant Greysi, "Don't be nervous, we're our own people—everyone here is a demonwalker."

The Nine Swords of Dugu—finally got a return?

But after waiting this long, why hasn't this woman made a move?

If she had made a move, she'd be a bad person; facing a bad person, Tang Luo could then act to redeem and gain merit power.

Speaking of which, clearly being a demonwalker, yet she stands here agonizing for so long—she's not a flower in a greenhouse.

Being ruthless in striking is the standard equipment of a demonwalker!

In short: Brat, you've let your dad down.

Greysi understood Tang Luo's disappointed gaze, surprised: "You already sensed my arrival and were waiting for me?"

"Not waiting for you." Tang Luo said, he was waiting for all demonwalkers, whether their missions were similar, opposite, or completely opposed and irreconcilable—as long as they were demonwalkers, he wanted them all, "Speak up—since you're not making a move, are you here to seek cooperation?"

Cooperation—Tang Luo didn't mind either.

Saving lives also brings merit.

"Are you Tang Xuanzang?" Greysi lowered her posture.

"Are you a Western demonwalker?" Tang Luo asked, "My name as a poor monk has already left the country, rushing toward the whole world?"

Greysi instantly felt that Tang Xuanzang before her was somewhat self-absorbed, she said: "Um—it was a person named Li Huan who told me, he knows you."

"Li Huan? I don't know him."

"How could that be? He said he knows you, wants you to go save him—" Greysi was somewhat surprised.

"Save him?" Greysi saw Tang Xuanzang lift the blanket and stand up, quickly changing into a white outfit, "Where?"

As if he had been waiting for me to come.

"... Wait a moment, you said you don't know Li Huan?" Greysi asked.

This Tang Xuanzang, there's something off about him!

Tang Luo shook his head: "Lady benefactor, you don't understand. I am a monk who acts out of compassion, and I most enjoy punishing evil and promoting good. Saving people is a good deed, and it has nothing to do with whether I know you or not. No matter who it is, I will save them!"

He's actually a good person?

Among those who walk between gods and demons, such a person is truly a rare treasure! No wonder Li Huan sent her to find this Tang Xuanzang.

"That..." Greysi still wanted to say something more.

Tang Luo, however, directly grabbed her wrist and led her toward the door: "Saving people is an urgent matter, time is pressing. If there's anything, we can talk while walking. Where is Li Huan?"

"The palace."

"The palace?" Tang Luo turned his head to look at Greysi: "How could he be in the palace?"

Could it be that he was captured by that witch Ouliana?

"You walk slowly, first listen to me." Greysi said.

Since the palace is very close, Tang Luo no longer felt the urgency.

Let's listen to this god-demon walker's story and understand what this different faction mission is all about.

As for saving people being a certainty, Tang Luo doesn't care whether Li Huan is a good person or not.

If he is a good person, saving him brings merit and virtue, a good deed.

If he is not a good person, saving him and then converting him also brings merit and virtue.

Either way, there's no loss.

"Hey, interesting." Outside the high walls of the palace, in a dark corner, Tang Luo listened to Greysi's account and chuckled.

So far, including himself, a total of four god-demon walkers have appeared.

This is not particularly unusual; what's special is that each god-demon walker appears as a single individual, and they all have similar missions.

According to the faction missions, it's equivalent to appearing in four factions, each with one person.

Such a situation is quite rare.

Greysi vaguely mentioned that her mission was also to help people fulfill their wishes, and Tang Luo's is similar, except it also includes protection—he must act as both a bodyguard and Santa Claus, helping the mission target achieve their wish.

Moreover, outside the mission, King Rudolf, whom Ouliana considered old and useless, actually managed to capture three god-demon walkers in succession.

Hidden so deeply, this was something Tang Luo had never even considered.

Well, Tang Luo had never even thought of such a possibility; although he had become the palace's swordsmanship instructor, he had never even seen Rudolf's face.

"Master, have you thought of anything?" Greysi asked.

"Nothing much, just feeling this mission is quite interesting." Tang Luo said, "Alright, let's go save people. Do you know where they're being held?"

Greysi nodded; her escape wasn't blind flight, but a conscious effort to memorize the guards' patrol routes.

She had planned a relatively safe route.

According to Li Huan's account, Tang Xuanzang is very strong, and with his help, rescuing people should pose no problem.

Even if we're discovered, at least we can fight our way out and make a clean escape.

The fact that Tang Luo could grab Greysi in the room without any resistance at all proves his strength to some extent.

It also let Greysi relax a bit, so she no longer constantly wavered between saving people and escaping.

"Alright, let's go." Tang Luo easily leapt over the outer wall of the palace.

Compared to Tang Luo's effortless leap, Greysi was far behind—she had to retreat for a run-up and still needed to kick off the wall several times to gain momentum.

But at least she wasn't stopped by the wall.

Since the people were captured by Rudolf and have nothing to do with Ouliana, Tang Luo had no intention of seeking her out.

He could save them himself—why waste time going around, circling to Ouliana's white tower?

"Huh, the number of guards has increased." The palace grounds were lush with greenery, creating a serene environment while also providing good cover for hiding.

Behind the trees, Greysi whispered, a bad premonition forming in her heart.

Could it be that my escape has been discovered?

I should have known not to come—no, wait, I should have known to come earlier to save people.

Hesitant and indecisive, clearly a major flaw in Greysi's personality. If someone else had "escaped," they probably wouldn't have come to find Tang Luo for help, but would have run as far as possible.

"Is it over there?" Tang Luo pointed at a dark building in the diagonal front and said.

The area around it had many guards on duty, extremely tight, not like normal patrols, more like a search operation.

"Yes, my escape should have been discovered." Greysi said, "Now we're in trouble—how are we supposed to sneak in?"

"Simple, my infiltration technique is perfect." Tang Luo said.

Before Greysi could react, she felt a gust of wind brush past her side.

Then, those searching guards fell like scythed leeks before a large reaper—one after another collapsing.

"There—"

"Enemy—"

The guards' short, sharp warning cries never even had a chance to be truly heard, cut off in their throats.

Blending into the night with the chirping of insects and birds.

As long as you knock down all the enemies in front of you and no one sees, it's perfect infiltration.

It's the same logic as: if you don't give money, it doesn't count as having a girlfriend.

Both are indisputable "maxims of truth," one must learn to integrate and apply them in life.

Of course, one must have sufficient strength as foundation and confidence; otherwise, the outcome will be worse than normal procedure.

Since it's called "perfect," it must be a high-difficulty maneuver.

Ordinary people can't learn it.