Chapter 779

Franca was stunned as she listened:

"That works too?"

This can be recycled?

This isn't a water resource!

I've already digested 'Pleasure' significantly because of Morn Avigny...

"Why wouldn't it?" Lu Mian said with a smile, "Isn't this equivalent to you wanting to make a powerful target experience pleasure, but you can't get close on your own, so you have to rely on my help and have it relayed through me? Hmm, the matter of pleasure isn't something that can only be one-on-one; otherwise, the female pleasure parties of Blanche Solon would have no meaning. What we need to do now is equivalent to influencing other targets while dealing with Morn Avigny."

"This... but..." Franca had to admit that what Lu Mian said made some sense and had the possibility of being realized, but she also felt that this was too much of a loophole, with a feeling of exploiting a bug.

At the same time, Franca muttered to herself, criticizing Lu Mian:

Have you read too many underground books, or have you watched too many pleasure parties? Otherwise, how could you talk about one-to-many so naturally... Also, in other matters, saying to rely on your help and have it relayed through you is no problem, but once it involves pleasure, this description is too strange...

Under the gaze of Anthony, who was listening quietly to the discussion, and Jenna, who was still somewhat bewildered, Lu Mian asked Franca back:

"I'll assume a scenario: when you are experiencing pleasure with someone, it just so happens that another person passes by, sees the corresponding scene, and therefore receives a strong charm, obtaining pleasure on their own. Can that help you digest the 'Pleasure' potion?"

"It can." Franca answered relatively firmly.

According to her experience, pleasure doesn't have to be direct contact, nor can it be fixed to one method; as long as the most basic condition of "the target obtains pleasure because of you" is met, it's fine. If it also adds "immersed in this pleasure, unable to extricate oneself from the pain," it's even better.

Thinking of this, Franca suddenly froze for a moment:

If it were the world I traveled from, as long as one could abandon decency, shame, and morality, digesting the "Pleasure" potion could be said to be a very easy matter. After completing the preparatory work, perhaps it would only take a few days, or even a few hours, to achieve the goal of complete digestion.

Lu Mian returned the smile:

"Is there any essential difference between the scenario I just described and exchanging Morn Avigny's fate fragments with a pirate admiral to make him have a lust explosion?"

"No..." Franca was convinced.

She then sighed:

"You really are a master of exploiting bugs."

"What is a bug?" Jenna asked in confusion.

Lu Mian had long heard this strange word from his sister Aurora and helped explain:

"Exploiting a bug means taking advantage of a loophole."

Franca nodded with a tsk:

"You know that too. Sometimes, I even think it would be better if you chose the 'Error' pathway."

"Then I might have already become an Amon by now." Lu Mian laughed with self-awareness.

Franca was also a person with great initiative; otherwise, she wouldn't have drunk the "Witch" potion. She immediately asked:

"Which pirate admiral should we choose?

"Wouldn't this be too dangerous? Every pirate admiral has their own fleet, has quite a few Beyonder subordinates, and has different major forces hidden behind them."

"We're just inviting him to enjoy pleasure; we're not doing anything else to him. What's there to worry about?" Lu Mian replied leisurely, "Even if we can't hold back, killing him is just killing him. Have we offended fewer major forces? Those pirate admirals aren't people who follow the law either."

Seeing that Franca still wanted to say something, Lu Mian added:

"This is also training for the team. Believe me, the few of us combined won't be worse than any pirate admiral's team. Later, we can find opportunities for Jenna to digest the 'Witch' potion and for Anthony to digest the 'Hypnotist' potion."

"Mm." Franca nodded, "Then let's gather intelligence first to see which pirate admiral has had relatively clear movements recently."

First, we have to be able to find the person!

Having determined this matter, Franca sighed again about Lu Mian's trip to the Netherworld:

"This ended too quickly. I didn't contact '007' last night, and I hadn't given him Jenna's messenger summoning method yet. I was thinking of returning to Trier tonight to complete this matter. Who knew the entire commission would end directly? There's no need to go to the Southern Continent, and no need to give '007' the messenger summoning method anymore."

She had originally thought this mission would last for several days, or even a week or two, but it was settled in one morning.

Inside Saint Vief Church.

Angouleme, wearing a brown woolen coat, stood at the doorway of the room, looking out at the staircase leading to the higher levels.

Yesterday, he and several colleagues were asked to stay behind for night duty, but they weren't given a reason why they had to do so.

Angouleme could vaguely guess a little; after all, it was he who had handed the relevant intelligence to the higher-ups.

As time passed slowly, a middle-aged man in a white robe with gold-threaded embroidery walked up the magnificent staircase.

The middle-aged man had black hair and brown eyes, a dignified temperament, and two neatly trimmed mustaches above his mouth.

Angouleme recognized him; he had had a few contacts with him while dealing with some occult events in the Trier region.

This was a high-ranking deacon of the "Purifiers," one of the giants of the Religious Court, Peacock.

He was not Angouleme's direct superior because he was responsible for the areas surrounding Trier—that is, the entire Trier region excluding Trier itself.

He was not a demigod of the "Sun" pathway, but a Sequence 4 "Fallen Earl" of the "Lawyer" pathway.

After Angouleme saw Peacock, he withdrew his gaze and shrank deeper into the room.

He suspected that this was the core member of the "April Fool's" outside the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society," who had single-handedly directed the drama of the human-shaped sealed artifact "1-147" escaping the Church's control.

Angouleme's reason for suspicion was very simple:

The core member of "April Fool's" lurking inside the Church had used a "Broker" and "backroom deals" to let other "Purifiers" release "1-147" for other purposes. The "Lawyer" pathway was somewhat similar to the "Broker" pathway, also skilled at distorting clauses in transactions and agreements to achieve their own goals.

Demigods of this pathway had been involved in countless gray transactions and were the most likely to have come into contact with a "Broker" or be contacted by one.

Before the "Overseer" Perle was discovered, because the sealed artifact "1-147" was not in Peacock's jurisdiction, he had never left his own court during that period, so he had never been on the "Eternal Blazing Sun" Church's screening list, even though as a high-ranking deacon of the "Purifiers," he knew the information and sealing locations of most "Grade 1" sealed artifacts.

Today, Peacock was here at Saint Vief Church for a meeting.

The ostensible reason was that in order to block the "Mirror Person's" plot as soon as possible and clear out these rats hiding in the dark, the demigods of the Trier region needed to exchange opinions face-to-face and determine a plan.

It was only after Peacock's figure in the gold-threaded white robe disappeared into the staircase leading to the higher levels that Angouleme slowly exhaled, becoming vigilant about what might happen.

Just a minute or two later, Angouleme felt the entire church trembling slightly.

This movement only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing; apart from those who had paid attention to similar things in advance, almost no one noticed.

Inside a room near the dome, bathed in sunlight.

The "Eternal Blazing Sun" Church Cardinal, Archbishop of Trier, Plessy, who had blond hair with white streaks and high cheekbones, was standing next to a beautiful but holy woman wearing a white robe.

That was the patron angel of Trier, Saint Vief!

Opposite them, near the door, Peacock's body was twisted, with more than half of it already melted, as if it were filled with white wax inside.

This high-ranking deacon of the "Purifiers" laughed loudly:

"The 'Overseer' informed me the moment she had a problem. For the past few days, I have been using this dummy to move around!"

His real body had hidden in the dark to observe the situation and no longer had any contact with anyone from the "Eternal Blazing Sun" Church.

"As expected..." Archbishop of Trier Plessy sighed.

This was something that had been expected; the fact that the "Overseer" Perle hadn't been caught and had successfully escaped meant that there would inevitably be corresponding developments.

Although the Church had blocked the news of Perle's escape during this period, they had only done their best and hadn't held much hope.

As the wax dummy of the "Fallen Earl" Peacock melted rapidly, he looked at Saint Vief's holy face, which had no emotional fluctuations, and laughed loudly again with a slightly sharp voice:

"I only made the most correct and only choice.

"The Crimson will surely descend. Only by submitting to the great existences can one obtain protection and survive the disaster of the end!

"The Crimson will surely descend!"

After shouting the last sentence, Peacock's wax dummy completely turned into a pile of semi-solidified, semi-melted white wax.

Saint Vief, wearing a white robe with gold-threaded embroidery and no other ornaments, watched this scene quietly. It was only after a few seconds that she said:

"Who helped him make this dummy?"

"Perhaps it was traded through a 'Broker'." Archbishop of Trier Plessy replied in a deep voice.

Saint Vief maintained her unchanging tone and said:

"There are not many Beyonders who can make such a dummy."

"Mm, this is a direction for investigation." Plessy nodded.

A wax dummy that could initially deceive an angel's senses was definitely not simple, and finding its creator might make it possible to ferret out the "Broker" in this transaction and ferret out the "Overseer" hiding behind the scenes.

Saint Vief continued:

"Inform all bishops, priests, and 'Purifiers' about Peacock's fall, but do not issue a wanted poster."

"Yes." Plessy also felt that a wanted poster for a demigod would be of no use and would instead damage the Church's image among the public.

A few days later, Franca, Anthony, and the others gathered the intelligence on the pirate admirals' last appearances and related rumors of their whereabouts through different channels.

Looking at the information in front of him, Franca patted the paper on top and said to Lu Mian:

"How about him?"

Lu Mian glanced at it and silently read the target's name:

"Admiral of Deep Sea," Hall Constantine.

(End of chapter)