Inviting ‘Esenkor’ to become a member of the organization was an idea that came to Ashedar’s mind after meeting ‘Esenkor’.
Not just because of his 'hobby'.
Also because of the ‘inner bay’.
Location of Calgallon Island.
And of course, there’s the ‘heritage’ of Nice.
Ashdar has not stopped researching on the bloodline of the ‘Mad King’ until now.
He knew there were a lot of good things in Nice.
He wants to get it.
And, you don't want others in the organization to get it.
After all, he and Nice were not the only ones who were curious and researching the bloodline of the ‘Mad King’. ‘Pharmacists’ and ‘Farmers’ were also interested in the bloodline of the ‘Mad King’.
Especially 'pharmacists.'
Rumor has it that the other party’s agent’s goal in the past thirty years has been to collect the bloodline of the ‘Mad King’.
Therefore, 'Esenkor' must become a member of 'them'.
Only in this way can the 'pharmacist' and 'farmer' be prevented from taking action.
Of course, it's only on the surface.
But that was enough for him.
He was sure that he would get everything he wanted in the shortest possible time. When he thought of certain scenes, the smiling Aichidal's body had certain reactions, and his face turned rosy with excitement.
"What a pervert!"
'Lumberjack' muttered quietly.
But even after mumbling, the 'lumberjack' didn't stop him.
Neither did the remaining members of 'them'.
"'Gentleman', if you use your rights as an organization member to recommend 'Esenko' to join us, then you will be his chief examiner, and two deputy examiners will be needed."
"According to the rules, the two deputy examiners will vote after ten minutes."
The 'angler' spoke.
There is no distinction between superior and inferior among ‘them’.
But it is recognized that the 'angler' is the strongest.
The next strongest ones are ‘Lord’ and ‘Lady’.
As for the weakest?
Naturally, it’s nice and ‘cowardly’.
"certainly."
Facing the 'angler', Eisidal maintained due respect.
Even if he doesn't want to experience these 'ten minutes'.
Because these 'ten minutes' are used to canvass votes.
Or to be more precise, other members of the organization share the profits.
Unfortunately, he couldn't stop it.
You can only watch.
And canvassing votes again?
He is already the chief examiner and cannot serve as a deputy examiner at the same time, but he wants two deputy examiners to stand in his camp?
It's not appropriate now either.
We need to wait until the candidate is confirmed.
Ashdar sat there and waited quietly.
Ten minutes passed quickly.
The result was naturally not beyond Aishidal's expectations.
It's 'pharmacist' and 'farmer'.
"When do we leave?"
The 'farmer', who had a skinny, tan face and looked like a real farmer, was the first to ask.
"etc!"
"I need to deal with an experiment right now, and I won't be able to go to the 'Inner Bay' until a month later."
The 'pharmacist' who was wearing a hood and cloak and hiding his true face said this.
Suddenly, Aixidal's face turned gloomy.
The 'farmer' frowned.
"What do you mean?"
Eldrassil asked.
"The test is valid for 1-10 years. I only delayed it for one month and did not violate the rules."
The 'pharmacist' said with a smile.
Ai Xidar's eyes flashed with danger with a gloomy expression.
He knew the 'pharmacist' did it on purpose.
All 'them' members think so too.
But no one would object.
Because the 'pharmacist' did this and gave them a chance.
To be more precise, they gave their 'agent' a chance.
"Hahaha."
The lumberjack couldn't help laughing, and at the same time, he gave a thumbs up to the 'pharmacist'.
The 'farmer' looked unhappy.
He paid a lot of money to get this spot.
If it takes a month...
A bit uneconomical.
Thinking of this, he began to think about how to reduce his losses.
Aishidal had already expected this.
Even others, Ashdar, had guessed what would happen.
Except for 'Angler', 'Pigeon' and 'Coward', everyone else will take action.
"But, do you think I will be unprepared?"
Ashdar sneered in his heart.
The meeting then ended.
Aixidal sorted out his thoughts and after confirming that there was no problem, he immediately contacted 'Esenkor' again.
It’s still the ‘rat hole’ of Nice.
When he saw 'Esenko', Aishidal couldn't help but smile.
A little hot, but still polite.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Essenko."
"I hope you can understand."
"After all, some of us are really troublesome."
Ashdar sighed.
"Of course, there are people like this around me."
"It really makes people want to kill them."
"But sometimes, we really need their presence."
"It's really annoying."
Goethe looked understanding, but deep down he didn't believe a word he said, and at the same time he secretly cursed the other person as an old pervert.
He was all too familiar with that kind of forbearing heat.
It was so familiar that whenever he saw it, a scene that made him feel sick would naturally appear in his mind.
He kind of wants to be a 'cleaner' again.
However, the stronger the murderous desire in his heart, the calmer Goethe's brain became.
He coordinated with Ashdar's performance.
This also made Ashdar even more impatient.
The 'old gentleman' tried his best to maintain his demeanor and said slowly.
"We are 'them', do you know 'them'?"
Goethe nodded.
And just right, it looks like it is indeed the case.
"It seems that your investigation into Nice is quite in-depth."
Ashdar smiled.
"Not deep."
"It's that he is too arrogant, and at certain moments he is even more unscrupulous. With this premise, it is not difficult for me to investigate him - because he has no intention of covering up."
"Well, he's just a lucky guy."
"But good luck cannot always accompany you."
"So, we decided that you will replace him and become one of 'them'. You can continue to manage the inner bay, or you can find a place where no one else is stationed and choose to manage it."
Ashidal said and looked at Goethe.
He wanted to see more looks of surprise.
And after seeing the surprise on the giant's face, Ashdar was extremely satisfied.
It makes him feel more excited than having rams and ewes together.
"Can I?"
"I'm the one who killed Nice."
Goethe asked.
A look of disappointment appeared on the giant's face!
That’s right!
Just lost!
Not relieved, but disappointed!
A fleeting loss!
This is the conclusion he came to after getting along with those crazy and perverted guys: changing ordinary people's thinking is the best way to get along with crazy and perverted guys.
Eldashir saw Goethe's fleeting loss.
Immediately, he felt hot.
He wanted to lick his lips.
However, he endured it.
Now is not the time!
"We are a loose organization. Guys like Nice are useless in the organization. If he had not been lucky enough to join the organization, he would have been killed by others long ago."
"And by killing him, you gained the favor of many people."
"Among them is mine!"
"So, I hope you can join!"
"Of course, this is not forced!"
Ashdar extended an invitation.
"I agree."
"Since you, Ashdar, can appear in it, there will definitely be a lot of interesting people in it. I really can't wait!"
As he spoke, Goethe let out a deep laugh.
The laughter was full of excitement and trembling.
Most of them can't wait.
But seeing Goethe's appearance, Aichdal couldn't bear it anymore.
He stuck out his tongue, licked his dry lips, and began to breathe quickly.
And Goethe?
No disgust was shown.
On the contrary, the laughter became deeper and deeper.
One licked his lips and the other smiled softly.
Moreover, the two looked at each other, their eyes full of expectation.
"One month!"
"I'll come find you in a month!"
"Of course I hope to find you right away, but the 'pharmacist' guy delayed the time. He wanted to buy more time for others, hehe."
Ashdar couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"oh?"
"Can I kill them?"
Godela spoke in a longer tone.
"certainly!"
"You can take action as much as you like!"
"Anyway, it's just some agents, and..."
"Even if you are facing the 'pharmacist', there is no need to worry - you are not a formal member yet, you can take action at will. What if you kill him? That would be even more gratifying."
As Ashidal said, his whole body began to shake uncontrollably.
He was very satisfied with Goethe's performance.
He was so satisfied that he couldn't bear it anymore.
"See you in a month."
With that, the 'old gentleman' ended the conversation.
He needs to vent.
Can't wait any longer.
Then, Aishidal strode towards the dungeon of the manor.
There, he stocked some 'daily necessities'.
A strong man.
Some are soldiers.
Some are secret keepers.
Most of them are the transformed people he cultivated.
This is his consumption for the next six months.
However, I am so excited today.
Less than half an hour later, Ashedar walked out, naked and smelling of blood.
"Not enough! Not enough!"
"I need more!"
"Inner Bay? Inner Bay?"
"Get close there and wait silently!"
"Be patient and wait until the moment of release!"
Ashidal said, and left the manor directly.
The moment he stepped out of the gate of the manor, Ashidal turned invisible, like a gust of wind, heading towards Calgaron Island in the inner bay.
Just ten minutes after the 'old gentleman' left the manor, a figure appeared here.
The other party was well-dressed, wearing a top hat and sprayed perfume on his body.
It was obvious that the other party had carefully prepared before coming here.
Standing in front of the manor, Hotemas... no, to be precise, it was George VI who had borrowed someone else's body and resurrected him.
The former king gently knocked on the door of the manor with a smile on his face.
George VI knew very well the temperament and hobbies of the owner here.
But it's precisely because of this that he came here.
Because the other party has always had a strong interest in the Beidike family.
With such a premise, the other party will be his rare ally.
After more than ten seconds, there was no movement in the manor.
This surprised George VI.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door again.
Clang, clang!
There was a knock on the door of the manor again.
This time, there was still no response.
"Not here?"
"According to the daily consumption I provided him before, it would be enough for him to stay here for half a year or even a year... Why is he not here?"
"What accident happened?"
King George VI frowned.
He hates surprises.
Goethe's appearance was an accident, and his plan in Luster fell short.
The original goal of "Skifens Steinbeck" has been deviated.
It even made Skifens Steinbeck alert and began to take revenge on him, causing him to miss the "secret place" of Fabol's royal family.
But it also allowed him to confirm the existence of the 'door'.
Therefore, he must now get the high priest of the 'Flesh and Blood Church'!
Only by getting the high priest.
Only then can he reverse the defeat.
only……
Too many people gathered in Bode.
Not only is he alone, he is also ‘not going to die soon’!
King George VI raised the hand hidden behind his back.
Even with gloves as a barrier and heavy perfume sprayed on, there was still a rotten smell that couldn't be ignored at this time, like the smell of dead bodies.
Resurrection from the dead is not without cost.
After reading the notes of his ancestor the ‘Mad King’, George VI had already made preparations.
but……
The price was higher than he imagined!
"After all, I am a little worse than my ancestors!"
"But I am the one who inherits the glory of my ancestors!"
"I am the worthy successor!"
George VI roared in his heart, and the look in his eyes became crazy but firm.
The next moment, he jumped into the manor.
He needs something to keep him alive longer.
He also needs something to make him stronger.
There are...
All of these are available!
Although it is only a semi-finished product!
But as long as you process it, it will be fine!
Of course, this would inevitably lead to an enmity with Eisidal, but at this time, he couldn't care so much.
What he had to do was to find enough things before Ashdar came back.
Then?
Naturally, he went to the shelter he left behind before his death.
Five minutes!
Five minutes later, George VI rushed out of the manor carrying two bags.
Without stopping for a moment, he headed towards the shelter.
Only when you get there is it safe.
And just two minutes later, Ashdar, who had already left, turned back.
With a gloomy face, he inspected the stolen manor.
"Which guy is it?"
"'Pharmacist' wouldn't do that. 'Lumberjack' is rougher than this. 'Hunter'? 'Wolf'?"
Ashdar muttered in a low voice.
He didn't think it would be anyone else.
It can only be someone from the organization.
Why?
Because they wanted to stop him and attract his attention so that he would have no time to take care of the 'Inner Bay' within a month.
"Oh!"
"very good!"
"You did it!"
"But are you ready for my counterattack?"
Ashdar sneered.
Then, it disappeared.
Meanwhile, Port Marne.
Goethe, who had superimposed [Good Luck] 100 times and [Eliminate Disaster] 100 times, watched the gold tickets invested by Margarita Margo begin to decrease rapidly, and couldn't help but whisper to himself——
"That should be enough, right?"
"or……"
"Add a little more?"
Thinking of this, Goethe added [Good Luck] 900 times.
“I still feel like it’s not very safe.”
"How about a little more?"
Goethe frowned and added [Good Luck] 1,000 times.
Then, Goethe felt that it was still not safe.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and turned the remaining golden tickets into 100 [disaster relief].
