Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

The evil gods, each with their own complicated thoughts, left in a sorry state.

At first, they generally knew which clan would become the sacrifice, or even deliberately created sacrifices. But with Ciel's intervention, the outcome became uncertain.

The gods with powerful clans were naturally carefree, their faces beaming with smiles. In contrast, the mid-level clans whose highest combat strength hovered around level 3, or even level 2, all wore gloomy and dejected expressions.

The Thanatos Familia is the most unique; they have a large number of followers and can achieve victories using the Demon Sword and Fire Stone. Those with fewer followers and weaker strength are left with no choice but to resort to extremes.

Among them, the Rudra family is in the most awkward position.

As the economic and population pillar of the Dark Faction, they train and send countless slaves to various kingdoms every year. However, compared to the Ikeros Familia, which is also an economic entity, they are weaker in combat because they cannot control monsters, and they are unlikely to gain any advantage in this carnival.

Although the strength of the Familia isn't at the bottom, who can say for sure in this chaotic battle? What if the sixth god suddenly unleashes his power and recklessly sends his Familia on a special attack? I believe there must exist a god who doesn't want to return to the Celestial Realm and would risk all his Familia.

Should I gamble everything?

As he pondered this, his gaze fell upon his own commander, Jaluo.

This kid is also incredibly resilient; he won't die easily. Maybe we should sell him off...

"God Rudra, please wait."

A familiar voice came from behind. Turning around, he saw a young man completely shrouded in a black cloak. He still remembered his imposing figure on the throne.

"Mr. Joker, is there anything I can do for you?"

"You seem to have a short memory. Last month, I should have told you that a surprise would come soon." Charles smiled faintly, slowly removing his hood in the warm glow of the campfire.

"It's you!"

Lou Tuo Luo remembered this face. Back then, he was just a low-level porter at level 1, but in just three weeks, he climbed up to the top of their clan.

"how did you do it?!"

Even someone with omniscience and zero ability couldn't possibly imagine such an absurd scenario.

"You brat, are you some kind of long-lost crown prince? Or perhaps the illegitimate son of [Silence]?!"

"Heh, don't let Alfia hear that." Charles made a shushing gesture and gestured for Rudra to follow him with his eyes.

The two stopped in the deserted passageway.

Charles got straight to the point: "I have a batch of ignition devices. Would Lord Rudra want them? I can sell them to you at a low price."

"What would I do with that kind of thing?" Rudra asked, puzzled.

Charles said with a sly grin, "I can use the reason of 'solving the Alliance's greatest need' to recommend you for credit. Think about it? Even Gluttony couldn't take down the Magic Stone Workshop after losing several of its officers, but you easily breached it. Isn't that enough to prove the strength of your faction?"

Lou Tuoluo's eyes lit up: "I didn't misjudge you! But I feel like you're trying to fool me. Gods aren't easy to deceive."

Charles stated frankly, "Because of Chardor's attack, the Magic Stone Workshop has ceased operations. All the ignition devices currently in stock in the city are in the hands of our faction. If you want the 'believers' to use them, they must get them from me! You know what I mean."

Lou Tuoluo still looked puzzled: "What's the difference between having the ignition device in your hands and having it in mine?"

This is because they are completely misled by Ciel's current identity.

Helpless, Charles could only hook his arm around Rudra's shoulder, fiddling with the large Buddhist beads on his chest, and explain earnestly:

"How could you not understand? I hit it off with Lord Rutuo at first sight, so I wanted to help him out and make a little money on the side."

"Do you think if I gave this opportunity to the weakest clan, would they go bankrupt to buy it?"

"And as the fourth to last to replace that clan..."

Lou Tuoluo shuddered. Damn it, he didn't realize until now that his clan's strength was actually only around the bottom four or five!

And he didn't realize Charles was lying! This guy's got guts!

"Hahaha, I knew I hadn't misjudged you! Investing in you was the best decision I ever made in my life!"

Charles extended his hand and gave Lou Tuoluo a high five: "I told you back then that I would give you a surprise, but I didn't expect things to be different now... Sigh. Fortunately, this surprise still ended up in Lord Lou Tuoluo's hands!"

"So, you started planning this back then?!...Hiss!"

No wonder this kid was so fearless back then, and even killed a cadre. It turns out that on that day, he was followed by these two overlords.

Realizing this, Lou Tuoluo looked on with admiration: "As expected of Mr. Joker, he is so insightful and far-sighted. With someone like Mr. Joker joining the Dark Faction, we can rest easy."

Charles waved his hand: "That's not true. Whether or not we cooperate with you depends on the performance of those cadres."

"That's none of my business," Lou Tuoluo said indifferently. "Let's quickly discuss how to hand over the goods, lest things get complicated."

Charles smiled, his eyes narrowing.

……

The two men had a long discussion about the ignition devices for 3 orders, and finally set the price at 5 fali per order, with a total value exceeding 15 billion fali. This was definitely a huge loss for the Rudra family, but it was worth it.

Charles will only receive 5 million of this money; the remainder will be repaid in monthly installments.

"Don't worry, if we can't pay it back, we'll settle the debt with slaves. We can get you fox spirits from the Far East or forest elves. You can choose first, brother!"

Lou Tuoluo narrowed her eyes, which were tinged with purple eyeshadow, and gave him a flirtatious wink.

Charles shuddered. It seemed like the money had gone too far. This... this debt owed me, how was I supposed to deal with it?

but……

"A fox from the Far East?"

Charles seemed to have picked up on a sensitive word and muttered something under his breath.

“Little brother likes this? Then I’ll keep an eye out for it for you.” Lou Tuoluo patted Xia Er on the shoulder.

Well... you've really broadened your horizons.

But it seems my little sister has her eye on you...

Ciel pondered the information about the Rudra Familia from the original work, mainly concerning the annihilation of the Astrea Familia.

In a way, they are different from Valetta and the others. Their main business is the slave-catching group, which is the standard by which they are classified as a dark faction. The reason why they plotted against the Astrea Familia is that the main business of the young Astrea Familia is to rescue slaves.

After all, they can't beat the others...

Ryu was brought to Orario by a group of captured slaves, but was eventually rescued by Ariste and joined the Astrea Familia.

This is... a business conflict.

The fact that Ciel and the Astrea Familia don't get along isn't a big deal, but it's hard to explain to Belle.

But now, Sharl is considering whether there is a way to turn the Rudra Familia into his own Palu.

The slave trade is prohibited in Orario, but it's a legal business in other major countries. Not to mention, in many isekai (another world) stories, the male protagonist enjoys buying slaves.

For example, the raccoon girl from [The Rising of the Shield Hero], and the dog girl from [Labyrinth of Another World]...

The important thing is...

The perverted fox from DanMachi!

Slave traders are a valuable source of SSR recruits.

"Time is running out, and the Soma Familia is almost obsolete. It seems it's time to select the next 'Big Brother'."

Chapter 110 Do you gods all like to discuss "good and evil"?

Afterwards, Xia Er didn't need to be involved in the payment settlement; his older brother would handle it for him.

Back in the meeting room, only three people remained in the previously empty room. Erebus smiled and opened his arms:

"Yo, welcome back, our Mr. Black Box."

"How can what I did be considered a conspiracy? I'm far from being as bad as you." Xia Erhuang gently hugged the male god.

Erebus grinned wickedly, pointing at Charles: "Thanks to your plan, the Dark Faction not only avoided unnecessary losses, but Orario will also suffer heavy losses."

“Those are trials given to the seeds of heroes, stepping stones that must be sacrificed. How can we let them digest them internally? I am doing this for the future of the world!” Charles smiled in a way that even the gods could not understand.

Erebus declined to comment.

He strolled back to his throne, staring at Alfia with a puzzled expression.

"You just mentioned that the Jester is that child, right? Are you really going to let the Valettas hunt her down, Alfia? Are you really comfortable with that?"

Erebus lowered his head and pondered: "Those fairy soldiers are one thing, but they have flaws in many aspects. Although they are very close to the first level, they cannot be compared with the first level adventurers (lv5)."

"The Dis sisters are not so easy to deal with. Their special magic allows them to get infinitely close to level 6... and their numbers already give them an overwhelming advantage."

Aren't you afraid something might happen to the child?

Alfia's disdainful gaze swept over: "With those scum?"

Chardo laughed heartily: "The last hero isn't so easily killed off."

Charles sighed and shrugged: "You should think about how to proceed with the plan if Valetta's entire army is wiped out."

Erebus picked at his ear: "Isn't there still Charles? You should have thought of a solution by now, right?"

Charles shrugged: "We'll see how many of them come back."

It was getting late, so Charles didn't talk to Erebus for long.

"Our little hero is about to return in triumph, let's go." Charles said, turning around.

Alfia left first, followed by Chardo with his hands in his pockets.

Erebus called out "Hey!" and tossed a round ball towards Charles:

"Don't demolish the maze next time, it's a gift from Balka-chan!"

Charles looked at the maze key in his hand, which was engraved with the symbol "D," and smiled: "So even that mad architect has something he fears?"

Erebus, hands on his hips, asked casually, "Hey, Ciel, can I ask you a question?"

"What?" Charles raised his eyebrows.

What is justice?

"Huh?" Charles picked at his ear. "Do all you gods like to ask this?"

Erebus chuckled. "I just thought you'd give me a rather unique answer, Charles."

Charles chuckled, as if he had just thought of something, and said casually, "I asked a friend the same question. Do you know what he said?"