T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 656, page 655: The Siren Body Pillow is Right.

The original plan did not include killing; it was Kurion who brought it up first.

It doesn't matter who you kill, the important thing is that someone has to die.

Even without any nobles causing trouble, Kurien would still find a way to run into Jiang Heyi's line of fire and engage in a tacit cooperation with him.

Jiang Heyi and Kurien share the same goal in committing murder.

They all hoped to use the most basic process of elimination, observing the reactions of all parties, to pinpoint the true purpose of the assassin who attacked Sloan.

Within the empire, a high-level force, completely undetected by the Imperial Guards, quietly assembled and controlled by them, possessing the power to provide high-end magical tools and materials at the level of a mage tower…

Was it the magical family watching his aging body with such impatience, buzzing around like flies?
Therefore, he couldn't help but test his ability to control the situation, thus laying the groundwork and making preparations to replace the Anna royal family.

The person Kurien valued most, yet always cherished and protected Sloan, whom he was unwilling to bring into the whirlpool and quagmire, was a taboo.

He could calmly accept the reality that he would die the next day, just to give Sloan a better future and choices.

The Lion King, who had always presented himself as impartial, awoke from his long slumber, his gaze majestic and cold.

Kill a nobleman and throw his body away to ask for directions, then observe the reactions of various factions that are using the Giza affair as a pretext.

After all, when someone dies, someone else will cry.

If you follow the sound of crying, you'll always find something.

As Jiang Heyi's siren delegation returned to the capital, more and more information about the Giza incident was released.

Upon learning of their nobleman's outrageous act of losing control of his lower body, the Anna nobles and people, who had been filled with righteous indignation not long ago, were momentarily ashamed.

Just like the developments in the game, undercurrents were swirling in the imperial court.

Some were determined to protect Giza, some advocated severe punishment as a warning to others, and others suggested a minor punishment as a deterrent to appease the situation; each had their own agenda.

However, the intense reaction that Jiang Heyi and Kurien had hoped for did not materialize in the public sphere for a long time.

This made Jiang Heyi turn his gaze to the "noob" that French fries had mentioned before.

"Plata".

The large butterfly, who was eating sweets, looked over, puzzled.

"Who do you think benefited the most from the attack on Sloan?"

Plata didn't quite understand why she was being consulted; the last time she had a flash of inspiration, Gloria had arranged for her to eat sweets.

Scratching her head, she said without hesitation, "Someone who doesn't like Sloan."

Everyone sighed at the sight of Rainbow Rain.

Plata's answer sounded like a correct but meaningless statement.

But Elsa suddenly narrowed her eyes. She looked at Gloria and found that the other was also deep in thought.

Jiang Heyi felt like he had grasped a thread.

"French Fries, after Sloan returned to the capital, who visited him, and in what order?"

"If I remember correctly, the first one should be the second prince, Bertrand, who went there that very night."

"The next day was the eldest prince Thiago, and his good brother, the source of all trouble. Basically all the brothers and sisters went to join in, but I don't remember the exact order."

Because of the life-saving grace, Sloan's relationship with the boundary between reality and illusion has become very close.

It's common for people to come and admire the prison guard's paintings.

Even during his stay as a special envoy, the jailer's pen never stopped.

I can't stop! Drawing is addictive, and there's a sense of accomplishment in commissioning and submitting artwork.

Sloan readily admitted that he was learning the style and techniques of Jailer Bro through copying.

Upon hearing this, the jailer stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Why didn't you say you wanted to learn sooner? I would have taught you."

Sloan was taken aback. He never expected that this was a skill unique to the jailer. The jailer taught him without hesitation and had no intention of hiding his abilities.

"Only when more and more people draw erotic pictures can I be completely liberated and just eat without drawing anymore." The prison guard said sincerely, "I draw erotic pictures only because no one else can, so I have to cook for myself. If you're willing to do it for me, then what else is there to say? We can just exchange erotic pictures!"

In such a positive communication environment, it's not difficult to find out about Sloan's daily life.

"You suspect Bertrand?" Fries asked in surprise.

Jiang Heyi did not answer, but instead asked everyone: "The full story of Sloan's attack has not been revealed to this day. Aren't you all surprised?"

The jailer smacked his lips on the gummy candy: "What's so strange about that? We silenced the lord immediately, so Kurien must have also ordered an information blackout."

"Aren't there other people in the know besides us?"

"Who?"

"Assassin".

The jailer paused for a moment, then immediately sat up straight.

Suddenly, Elsa, who was deep in thought, felt as if the clouds had parted and the fog had cleared.

"That's right... If the assassin's goal is to incite a war between Anna and the Fallen Star Sea, all they need to do is release the news that Sloan was not just attacked, but that it was a nearly successful and brutal assassination, at a crucial moment when Anna's nobles and people are hotly discussing the Giza incident. The effect would be devastating!"

Sloan's assassination was a perfect counterpoint to the issue of the nobles like Giza's atrocities at the Starfall Sea.

Once the nobles know the inside story, they don't care whether the culprit is Falling Star Sea or not; they will insist that it was a siren seeking revenge, thereby escaping punishment for Giza.

Zhuoxinghai's attitude was resolute; how could he possibly give up so easily?

If there is no response within 30 days, a major battle is imminent.

If the assassin wasn't out of his mind, news of Sloan's assassination would be flying around by now, instead of remaining silent.

The answer seems obvious: the enemy is after Sloan, and killing the nobles of Giza is just a smokescreen.

“Hey, hey, hey, the more you say it, the more suspicious Bertrand seems…” Mint’s mother swallowed. “The first thing he did after Sloan was attacked was to visit him when he got home. Could it be interpreted as him feeling guilty and wanting to observe Sloan’s reaction?”

Cuttlefish stroked his chin thoughtfully: "This guy, is he a big human plus an Anaurian?"

Orange Tea was speechless: "It's true, he basically doesn't treat other races as human beings. Non-Anana citizens are directly regarded as inferior races." If we were to say who is the most awkward under Anna's mixed policy, it would undoubtedly be Bertrand.

His racial fastidiousness and desire to undertake a massive undertaking, to recreate the era of expansion and complete the conquest of the entire Ana continent, is not entirely unreasonable.

As a prince, Wick's inner guards were unlikely to be particularly diligent in keeping watch over him, which made it easier for him to build a hidden force.

The matter most likely involves Bertrand, who is also a prince like Sloan, so Jiang Heyi dared not share his speculation with Kurien.

Preventing the land-sea war would most likely end Anna's cycle of suffering.

The boundary between virtual and real has been working towards all of this for three whole years.

Now that they're just one step away from success, Jiang Heyi must also take into account Kurien's hidden identity as "father" beneath his emperor persona.

Hagilon oranges were eaten one after another.

Her positioning at the boundary between the virtual and the real world is almost like a garbage can; she accepts whatever is left over that people don't like to eat.

She was completely confused by the trivial matters of the Anna Empire, so she simply didn't bother to understand them.

At this moment, she simply occupied the best spot by the window, casually propping her feet up on the table, completely disregarding any sense of elegance, focusing solely on the mountain of various pastries piled up in front of her, eating heartily and enjoying her happy time.

She vaguely sensed the familiar magical aura of Prince Sloan's Pegasus approaching, and nonchalantly took another big bite of the special scallion pancake.

This is a deluxe version that Potato Fries made especially for her. The crust is crispy, and the inside is filled with fragrant minced meat. The filling is so plentiful that it almost makes you wonder if it can still be called a scallion pancake.

Just as she was enjoying her meal with gusto, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in her lazy dragon eyes.

The chewing slowed down little by little, and eventually stopped.

She tilted her head slightly, as if listening to some subtle sound that ordinary people could not perceive, and her nostrils twitched slightly.

"Boom!!!!"

A loud bang shattered the tranquility of the mansion!
The tables and chairs that Hagiron had been standing in were suddenly thrown away by a tremendous force, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

The ground bricks beneath their feet could not withstand the sudden burst of force, cracking inch by inch, and the broken stones floated up as if weightless.

She used her magic to snatch all the food from the table and shot it like a cannonball into the distant sky.

Before Jiang Heyi could react, she had already soared over the top of Sloan's chassis and flown even further away.

Upon landing, Sloan eagerly jumped out of the carriage, staring blankly at the afterimage of Hagiron as he deadlifted and plummeted.

"What... is this for?"

Orange Tea held her breath and said, "There are strange people following your carriage on the ground."

"what?"

In terms of perception, Orange Tea's parameters were definitely the highest among everyone present.

The Tier 9 Hagi Dragon hesitated for a few seconds before attacking, while Orange Tea, at only Tier 6, possessed a "radar" that matched the Hagi Dragon.

The others present, being a great distance away, were completely unaware of anything.

A short while later, a man dressed as a farmer in coarse linen clothes was brought back by Hajilong.

He was terrified; his body went limp and his face turned deathly pale.

Clearly, Hagiron's experience of being carried by a dragon was not pleasant as he relied on his physical strength to withstand the G-force.

"Following a prince, what audacity!" Hagilong quickly rolled up the scallion pancake and stuffed it into his mouth, spitting out a small flame in a threatening gesture. "Tell me, who ordered you to do this!"

"Prince Sloan, please forgive us, but our master has instructed us to take turns keeping a close watch on you..."

They gave in so easily?

"Who is the master of your household?" Sloan asked suspiciously.

"Prince Bertrand..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Heyi was completely bewildered.

So easily, and she confessed?
Is it reasonable?
"Why do this?"

“I don’t know, but the owner also said that if it’s discovered, he can tell you the whole story clearly.”

At this moment, Sloan had no interest in discussing painting techniques with the jailer.

He boarded the carriage and changed his route to Bertrand's manor. All he wanted to do today was figure out what his good brother was up to!
The people looked at each other, bewildered at the boundary between reality and illusion.

French Fries hesitated, "Is this a feint, a diversionary tactic, or... a misunderstanding?"

Jiang Heyi pointed to himself.

"ask me?"

"how could I know!"

"I really want to kill someone right now!"

Tomorrow is the crucial day when he will face the Anna nobles in the game and begin the debate, but his mind is still a complete mess.

Just when we thought we had finally found a clue and were about to move to the stage where professional players could draw conclusions, another unexpected change occurred.

Kesha's tail bounced on the ground.

"Don't rush, you can play with my tail, it's very stress-relieving!"

Jiang Heyi covered his head.

Is he a child?

A few minutes later, in the living room of the mansion.

"It feels even better than in the game; the tail is cool to the touch, and it feels quite nice~~~"

Upon arriving in Anna, Jiang Heyi experienced a classic element from the game in her previous life for the first time.

The siren-themed body pillow is correct.

(End of this chapter)