Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 373 - List of Commissions Updating

Wu Chen sized up the three people in front of him. He was indeed somewhat taken aback by what was happening. Maris and Kanami were one thing; one possessed the highest level of healing magic, and their life force was more than sufficient. The other was merely an accomplice and hadn't even had contact with most of the victims. It was quite normal for these two to have survived, but Leah was a completely different story.

She's the culprit.

She was the direct executor of all the torment and ravage. All the resentment was directed at her, and even if those vengeful spirits did reach some kind of consensus, it was hard to say that one or two of them wouldn't use a little more power when they attacked.

There were nineteen fatal wounds in total, resulting in massive blood loss, organ failure, and even only a small portion of her brain tissue remained intact. Theoretically speaking, if Wu Chen had entered the room just three minutes later, Nalia would have been completely dead.

"But I guess even if I come back three hours later, you'll still look the same."

Wu Chen went to the sofa and sat down. He casually flicked a finger, and all the damage, dirt, and blood and gore in the room instantly rolled back and gathered onto Leah and her group.

The reconstruction of the body was instantaneous. Pain may still linger, but these three bodies regained the light of reason.

The moment Maris recovered, she wanted to rush to Leah, but she forcefully stopped herself. Kanami, on the other hand, remained curled up in a corner, not daring to move an inch.

"What makes you insist on living on even in such circumstances? For this country?"

Leah was panting heavily, her clean clothes instantly soaked with sweat. Her pupils darted between dilating and contracting, and it took her several seconds to finally compose herself before she could speak.

"...Lysas doesn't need another Lya. But Lysas...can't be without Lya at this time."

That was one reason, and Wu Chen's curiosity was somewhat satisfied. Seeing that he nodded slightly but didn't say anything more, Princess Lisas dared to ask.

"Lia...did you pass the test?" She gently pressed her hand to her chest. "You ended Leah's suffering and healed her body. Don't you intend to punish Leah further?"

"Why should I punish you?" Wu Chen rested his chin on his hand, looking at her. "The person you hurt wasn't me, and I'm not a law enforcer. I was simply fulfilling an adventurer's request to investigate the disappearances of girls at Paris Academy and rescue Guang Mi Brown. Now my request is completely complete; all the missing girls have been found, and the souls of all the dead girls have been released. My work is done, so there's nothing more to do."

Princess Lysas opened her mouth slightly. She had indeed determined that Wu Chen was acting according to the principles of an 'adventurer.' But she hadn't expected his 'acting' to be so profound. Her previously planned negotiation strategy was completely overturned at this moment. All her meticulous planning had become useless.

"I thought you were disgusted..."

"Disgusted by your actions? Ah, perhaps a little. No matter what role I'm playing, my strategy will always lean towards what the public perceives as kindness. Be a good person, do good deeds. But that's all. After all, I'm neither a hero nor a savior right now."

Princess Lysas took a deep breath.

"So, would you be willing to accept the request to temporarily become a hero?" She gently clenched her delicate fist. "The agreed-upon reward can be doubled. As long as you're willing to help Lysas overcome the impending crisis, Lya will do anything that is within the power of Lya and this country!"

"let me consider it."

The blue-haired princess gently pursed her lips.

"So, you're going to stay in Lisas City for a while longer?" She looked at the man before her, his increased prestige from becoming an arena champion shaking her understanding. That already powerful strength seemed exceptionally reliable at this moment, making her unconsciously feel that she could entrust everything to him.

"perhaps."

"Would you be willing to lend your magic to Leah? Leah is equally willing to pay a fair price for it." "Perhaps."

She gritted her teeth slightly, stopping Maris from chiming in. She understood the meaning behind Wu Chen's words. As a typical adventurer, there were two main reasons why she wouldn't rashly accept a commission. First, the commission was too difficult. Second, the reward was far too small compared to the task itself.

Even if she were willing to give everything she could for it, it would still be too little.

This isn't just an ordinary crisis of national annihilation...

“Well then.” She thought for two seconds. “Mr. Duster, could Lydia stay with you for a few more days? This suite is already your property, isn’t it? Lydia would like to rent part of it temporarily, and please allow Lydia to use some of the everyday items in this house.” Her fingers traced the corner of the table, which was enchanted with a map.

Wu Chen smiled.

Where would you like to rent?

“That wardrobe.” She pointed to the spot where she had been standing. “You said before that, until you figured out what was happening, that wardrobe was Leah’s home, wasn’t it?”

Wu Chen did indeed say that.

He just smiled and waved his hand, indicating that they could do whatever they wanted.

The room fell silent. The gazes of the three women finally settled on Quel'Thalas, who claimed to be the soul manager of Kuel. Their eyes met, and a silent understanding formed between them. Soon after, the guests and maids of Witch Dust apologized and left to discuss some…private matters.

The night gradually deepened.

Wu Chen's senses extended in all directions, revealing everything within Lisas—the three holy weapons brought back by Mary were casually placed on the carpet. Even without touching them, Wu Chen could analyze the power they contained and trace their sealed targets.

An independent space thus appeared in his perception. It was very distant and very hidden, but for him, locating it accurately was not very difficult.

—Gilles.

He seemed to already see that Demon King, that unique female individual. Her generational change was abnormal, so even when she was sealed, she still possessed half of the demonic blood and soul of the 'Demon King' profession. In other words, as long as she could break free from the seal, the subsequent nine generations of the story could be skipped on the spot, because in this world, there was simply no force that could effectively oppose her.

and so--

His gaze fell upon the dark night sky. The unknown, yet roughly identified, mastermind behind the scenes gained increasing presence in his mind.

—Would you push the script in this direction?

he thinks.

The door to his room made a soft sound.

Meanwhile, the maids and captives, now dressed in more appropriate attire, were waiting for him in his bedroom.

(End of this chapter)