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Chapter 311 Expelled from the Family!

"That's right. Since the beginning of the Great Rebellion, the commander has maintained contact with the Dark Faction, especially the enemy commander, the Emperor of Slaughter. He always manages to turn the tide of battle at crucial moments, and he can also accurately grasp the movements of the Dark Faction and take advantage of them."

"On the night the gods returned them, he appeared among the returning kin during the chaos of battle, held the line of defense that was about to collapse, and then, in the final battle, he faked his death to escape, turned his gun around, and became the fearless knight who led the city in a counterattack."

Allen slightly opened his mouth:

"Are you saying that since the outbreak of the Dark Ages, every war has been orchestrated by Finn, who orchestrated and secured victory for him? How could the Dark Clan allow him to do that?"

Raul's expression was serious: "This is probably what the gods mean by an exchange of benefits. The captain doesn't always win every battle; he just becomes the hero who saves everyone at crucial moments."

He used the lives of his other clansmen and people to pave the way for his title of "hero" and his grand ambition to revive the Lilliputian race.

Good heavens, if what Raul said is true, then Finn definitely deserves to be called a villain!

Raul wasn't foolish enough to reveal that Loki was the real mastermind. Finn's actions could still be described as those of a dreamer who would stop at nothing for the sake of his people.

However, if Loki's true identity is exposed, he will not only face simple criticism, but also a united attack.

Raul was still planning to persuade Loki to reform, so he kept it a secret.

He said nervously, "I have a feeling that the commander... Finn is playing a very big game."

"Given the scale of this battle, there will inevitably be another battle that will solidify the reputation of the 'Hero'."

"It is very likely an operation to 'annihilate' the secret faction in one fell swoop."

Allen pondered for a moment: "Isn't that a good thing?"

Raul shook his head: "Just like you said, the Dark Faction isn't stupid. The greater the achievement, the greater the price that will inevitably be paid. There must be some kind of balance, and I'm worried that something terrible might happen. So, I want to get help!"

Allen suddenly realized: "I see, so you want us to cooperate with you?"

Raul climbed onto the bed and knelt on the ground, saying, "I hope that Freya's Familia can do its best to assist the captain, or rather, steal the captain's great achievements, and free up time to save those lives that the captain has used as bargaining chips."

Allen stroked the teacup, but ultimately did not drink it.

He looked up, glanced at Raul, and walked straight out of the room.

"Lord Allen?"

Allen stopped and, as he pushed open the door, said calmly, "I'll consider it."

Without a clear answer, Raul remained seated on the bed until the pink-haired prostitute pushed open the door and entered.

"Lord Raul, that person has already left."

Her delicate hand gently stroked Raul's hair, comforting him, "Don't carry all the pressure on your shoulders. Even if the world is destroyed, there will be stronger people to bear it."

"Maria-san..." Raul's voice trembled with tears, "I'm so tired!"

"I know. I will always be Lord Raul's support. Rely on me when you are tired."

"Maria-san!"

"Lord Raul...the door isn't open yet..."

……

Allen left the entertainment district with a solemn expression.

"Oh, I didn't expect to see you in a place like this, Allen." Hedin pushed up his glasses, his face cold.

"..."

"You betrayed the goddess?"

"No."

Allen was completely different from Raul. As one of the few level 6 prostitutes in the city, he was quite famous. The moment he entered the pleasure district, the news spread like wildfire among the prostitutes and naturally reached the rest of the city through the customers.

“Give me a reason not to kill you!” Hedin raised his staff.

Touching any woman other than the goddess is disloyalty to Freya, and the fate of a traitor is certain death.

Allen remained silent...

The deal with Raul had no credibility whatsoever; his actions were merely a pretense to extract information.

But after learning of Finn's plan, Allen found it difficult to tell others. Just as Raul had feared, if the two clans fought to the death, the Dark Faction would inevitably seize the opportunity to rise. What would become of that slow-paced man then?

Faced with Hedin's aggressive questioning, Allen calmly replied, "I will personally apologize to the goddess. I don't need you to interfere. Besides, I am the vice-commander."

Hedin remained silent, closed his eyes, and stepped aside.

As Allen brushed past him, Hedin squinted and said, "I know you're not entirely devoted to the goddess; that kitten holds a higher place in your heart..."

"Damn it!" Thump—

Allen threw a punch at Hedin's cheek, but it was blocked by his own fist.

"You'd better watch yourself and not do anything to dishonor the Freya Familia," Hedin said coldly, gripping Allen's fist.

"Tch...get out of here!"

……

At the top of the Tower of Babel, inside Freya's shrine.

Allen knelt respectfully on the ground and recounted all the information he had obtained from Raul.

“That’s how it is.” Allen lowered his head.

"Didn't you promise that child you wouldn't tell anyone else?" Freya asked absentmindedly as she trimmed her nails.

“I only said I wouldn’t talk to ‘people,’ not that I wouldn’t talk to ‘God,’” Allen retorted. “That doesn’t count as breaking my promise.”

Therefore, it does not count as disgracing the Freya Familia.

"Heh..." Freya blew off the nail polish and chuckled softly.

Allen dared not look up, unable to discern the goddess's true attitude towards him.

He thought Freya would be moved and order him to do something, but she wasn't.

“Aren’t you surprised?” he couldn’t help but ask.

“Why should I be surprised?” Freya stood up, walked to the huge glass window, and looked down at the entire city of Orario:

"It's not common knowledge that Finn is an artificial hero, and it's not surprising that he's colluding with the Dark Faction. It's even not surprising that Loki was involved."

“This…” Allen gritted his teeth, “but they are making a fool of us and showing no respect for your dignity.”

“Ellen…” Freya emphasized.

"Yes."

“I know about it too, the attack by the Dark Faction,” Freya said calmly.

"Ok?"

"Heh, I know what Finn knows. I just don't see the need to get involved, so I'm staying put." Freya dropped a bombshell.

"This... Goddess, what do you mean?" Allen asked, taken aback.

However, there was no rebuttal; if Freya wanted to contact the Dark Faction, they would also become villains.

“You’ve crossed the line, Allen. You resilient warriors, all you need to do is obey my divine will, it’s that simple.” Freya turned around, looking down at the cat-man.

“Your mind has been in turmoil ever since that child leveled up, Allen.”

"I'm sorry, Lady Freya. Please punish me." Allen lowered his head even further.

Freya paced back and forth in the room, seemingly contemplating how to punish the disobedient child, before finally asking a seemingly random question: "Do you know where Anya goes all day?"

“No… we were busy with the expedition and didn’t…” Allen’s pupils contracted halfway through his sentence, and he suddenly looked up at Freya.

He was reminded of a terrible answer.

"Yes, she's in the secret faction. She should have been involved in this attack."

"Lady Freya! We can't let her go!"

"Hmm, what should we do? After all, we need to know what Finn knows, otherwise..."

“Me!” Allen’s eyes narrowed as he understood Freya’s meaning: “I will take her place.”

Freya smiled and said, "Then, as punishment for your transgression, you will be temporarily expelled from the clan. Report to the tavern tomorrow."

Yes! Hmm?

Chapter 312 Find a way to cause trouble for the regimental commander.

The goddess festival on the surface was ambushed and forced to stop, while the underground war was successfully broken.

The Astrea Familia, exhausted but with good news, returned to the city.

To celebrate the resounding victory over the dark faction's conspiracy, the stalls prepared for the day opened as planned. Wandering bards, drawn by the tales of the day, composed melodies from the day's events, playing their harps and flutes, and singing them throughout the taverns and alleyways.

The festive atmosphere permeated the small area.

Inside the West Side Church at this moment.

Charles flipped through the reports that Lily had handed him.

Lily reported, "This time the income was about 20 million fares, of which coconut milk accounted for 15 million, and about 30,000 bottles were sold."

Charles nodded: "Not bad, not bad, our reputation has grown. If we can maintain half of our income every day, we won't have to worry about Farley anymore."

Lily then poured cold water on the idea: "It's not impossible at all, Lord Charles. Lord Fels has invested astronomical sums of money, and most of the profits have been used to develop new products."

In his spare time, Fels would also make some interesting little things to train his newly developed [mysterious] abilities.

Something like:

A quill pen that can write without ink;

A violin that can be played without any skill;

A magic rice cooker that can cook rice without needing to burn firewood;

Samples of magical fans that can blow cool air in the summer, such as the magical air conditioner that Ciel occasionally mentioned, are already available.

Lily and the city are currently negotiating to customize the necessary parts for mass production.