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"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Aisha's expression softened. She glanced at Reeves and Phil Weiss behind her, licked her lips, and her golden eyes curved into a smile: "This place isn't convenient, shall we go somewhere else?"

Phil Weiss: "Ah... Mr. Charles~~"

"I'm sorry, we have important matters to discuss."

After a moment's hesitation, Charles followed Aisha back to the "noname" camp.

“Charles seems to prefer the fuller side.” Revis stabbed Phil Weiss with his knife.

Philweis's body gradually turned pale, and she bent forward in despair: "Sikshuu—you just wait!"

……

Aisha followed Charles back to his tent and saw Alpha squatting at the tent entrance counting steel balls. She raised an eyebrow and said:

"You really are favored by the elves."

"Alright, enough nonsense, what do you want?"

Aisha abandoned her seductive demeanor and asked seriously, "What is the [Hero's] stance on this operation?"

"Did you notice it too?" Charles asked Aisha by the campfire.

"Actually, I don't know either."

Aisha said with dissatisfaction, "You spend all your time with the Loki Familia, yet you still don't know the inside story?"

Charles gave him a disdainful look: "Haven't you figured out the situation in the last few months? In Finn's eyes, there's not much difference between me and you."

Aisha remained silent.

In the few months since its inception, "noname" has been used by Finn as a tool.

Although nominally they were sending members to assist, their real purpose was surveillance. Moreover, they were using them as a testing ground to hone the command and combat capabilities of their own people.

To put it bluntly, they are just tools to fill the gaps in the lower ranks of the clan.

Aisha said calmly, "We want to take this opportunity to get out of our current situation. What do you think?"

Charles asked in surprise, "What do you want to do?"

Aisha licked her lips: "Go to the Dark Faction and find our God. At the very least, we can fake our death and temporarily escape the city's control."

“I’ve investigated, and there are clandestine factions around us who can be used.”

Shire tossed firewood into the campfire. The flames crackled and popped.

"That's too presumptuous."

“That’s why I came to ask you.” Aisha said with seductive eyes, “To be able to integrate into the Loki Familia so smoothly and to use their power to run your own business, your ability is far greater than your strength. I like you very much.”

"Give up. Charles wouldn't be interested in a whore," Alpha retorted, puffing out his cheeks.

"Ha, kid, I'm still a virgin!" Aisha blurted out.

Charles looked slightly surprised.

"What? Even ordinary prostitutes in the Ishtar Familia have a rule that they must be at least 16 years old to take customers. Before that, they can only be considered apprentices. And I am classified as a combat prostitute, so I have no chance at all."

Aisha looked slightly disappointed, then smiled mischievously and said, "But don't worry, I've already learned all the relevant techniques from my seniors, so I won't let you down."

Charles rested his chin on his hand and said listlessly, "Stop with your little schemes."

Aisha leaned forward towards Charles, her damp breath brushing against his ear.

"You should be well aware of our situation. Tell me, how should we break this deadlock?"

Charles spread his hands: "I can't even find the Supreme God, and my grace can't be increased. What can I do?"

Aisha smiled and said, "A man like you will never be content to stop here. We're in this together. Tell me your plan, and I can help you."

Charles was silent for a moment, then sighed:

“I know you want to use this opportunity to break free from Finn’s control. But have you considered that you’ve actually stepped right into Finn’s trap?”

"Ok?"

"Because of your unauthorized actions, we are now in a very precarious situation," Charles analyzed.

“You know, many of us in the ‘Noname’ clan aren’t actually members of our clan. This means Finn is just using us as tools to pass on information.”

"Now, he's sent us all into the dungeon, deliberately concealing the plans and missions, only giving us a simple 'investigation.' What does that tell you?"

Aisha's pupils trembled.

She wasn't stupid; she naturally understood the deeper meaning behind Charles's words.

This is a game played out with them at the core, and as mere pawns, their fate is predictable.

Charles wore a pained expression, as if he'd been ruined by you: "You've already disrupted my plans. Now, the important thing is how to survive in the power struggle between Finn and the Dark Faction."

Aisha paused for a moment and then said, "What about my previous suggestion?"

"Secret faction?"

"what."

“It’s no use,” Charles sighed. “You still don’t understand. From the very beginning, our main god could never be some kind of loli god.”

"Nani?"

"What other gods disguised as Loki? Don't be ridiculous. If gods were so easy to impersonate, Orario would have been in chaos long ago." Charles's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

"Open your eyes wide and think carefully about who really bestowed this favor upon us back then... If gods can impersonate gods, what would Finn, who was present at the time, say?"

Aisha's mind went blank: "So... that's why you've been trying to please Loki's Familia? Even actively trying to integrate? Is it because the supreme god is Loki? What's your purpose?"

"It was all Finn's plan," Charles said with a wry smile.

"It could be an assessment, a reserve force. It could be a barrier to mislead others... or even a simple prank by the gods. The reason is meaningless."

"Tell me, as members of the Loki Familia, going to the Dark Faction is practically suicide?"

"What do we do now?" Aisha was at a loss. Although she was precocious and capable, she had managed to raise a large number of sisters who followed her after the destruction of the Ishtar Familia.

But she was powerless to resist the Hero's scheme.

She can only rely on smarter people, on Charles, to find a way to change the current situation.

Ciel said calmly, "My initial idea was to use my valuable knowledge to lure other clans into launching a war game against Loki."

"If we fail in the war game, even if Loki is unwilling to admit it, according to the rules and covenants of the gods, she should secretly loosen the shackles on us and allow us to switch to another religion."

"The task now is to survive this game."

"what happens"

"I don't know, but it's definitely a nine-out-of-ten chance of death."

Chapter 320 Please use me!

"Shall we go back now?" Aisha suggested.

“No,” Charles retorted. “Just like you said, there are many spies from the Dark Clan within the clan. If they suddenly change their minds now, it could ruin Finn’s operation. We’ll be seen as spies for the Dark Clan and become the target of everyone’s attacks.”

"So, we just have to bite the bullet and go for it?"

Charles chuckled: "Fool, there are ways to force things. In short, bring someone you can trust and follow me, and we'll see what happens."

Aisha swayed her hips as she got up and walked away with a stern face.

She also had to be responsible for her sisters who followed behind her. At this stage, isolated and helpless, relying on Charles's intellect was their only way out.

……

As night deepened, the magic stone lamps on the 18th-floor ceiling went out, plunging the town into endless darkness.

The guild leader and his support staff took turns keeping watch, allowing the higher-ranking adventurers to rest.

Because it's camping in the wild, even on the 18th floor, a safe floor that doesn't spawn monsters, you still need to be wary of attacks from wandering monsters.

But it was just simple sentry duty; there wasn't much pressure.

In front of the campfire, Alpha was still playing with his small steel balls, staring blankly at the flickering firelight.

"What's wrong? Feeling stressed?"

“Charles…” Alpha gently flicked the small steel ball and said nervously, “Charles came to participate in this commission because of me, right?”

"Hmm? Really?" Charles chuckled mischievously as he ruffled Alpha's hair.

“The fairy clones… are coming. I know they’ll come looking for me.” Alpha looked up. “I’ll go find her too!”

As she spoke, she lowered her head in disappointment: "But I'm too weak. I can't save them."

"Isn't there me?" Charles placed Alpha's head on his lap and mercifully gave the girl a lap pillow.

“They are too dangerous for Charles. Lady Alfia should be taken along.”

"Are you willing to let Alfia get involved?"

Alpha shook his head: "No."

Ever since he developed consciousness, Alpha has been reluctant to communicate with Alfia, partly out of fear of her formidable strength, and partly out of his competitive spirit.

She harbors feelings for Charles, who rescued her from a thousand-year-old shackle, and wants to become his great fairy, his contractor.

Alfia is an obstacle, an insurmountable wall.

She felt that if she relied on Alfia, she would lose and always be overshadowed by that woman.

but……

"That's too dangerous." Alpha rubbed against Shar's thigh.

"Don't worry, everything is going according to plan." Charles combed the girl's long golden hair, mischievously tying it into a single braid resembling that of General Thunder.

Immediately, realizing that the hairstyle looked a bit dangerous, he let it fall loose again.

Alpha pouted in dissatisfaction: "Why did you scatter?"