Inuyasha: My job stats have no limits.

But Bai Lan is completely different from those big shots in the capital. On the contrary, she is very similar to everyone in Night Raid. At least she is a trustworthy person.

Unfortunately, they are from the Empire...

Bai Lan was unaware that, deep down, Chi Tong had already compared herself to the gay Brand and the simp Lubbock.

—The Thirteenth Division of Traitors, mobilize!

...

"Anning Road?"

Deep within the rebel headquarters, Najendan frowned slightly, her gaze falling on the old woman sitting across from her at the table.

Why is Akame here?

“I’m sorry, Najendan.”

"I cannot give a more definite answer either. The [Fate Compass - Zodiac] does not have its own consciousness. It can only point out the direction of the location, but it cannot explain why she appeared there."

"grateful."

Just as Najendan was about to leave, the old woman suddenly said with some emotion.

"This seems to be our twelfth meeting. Time really flies. I'm almost a hundred years old without even realizing it."

Najendan stopped in her tracks. She knew that the old man in front of her, who looked as if he had lived for over ninety years, was actually only in his early thirties.

The marks left on her by the Imperial Arms [Fate Compass - Zodiac] are far heavier than the years she has actually lived.

Almost every time they came, the other person would look several years older, and this was probably the last time they would meet.

The next time you push open this door, you'll probably see another hopeful young face.

But if you want to accomplish great things, sacrifice is a necessary part of the process.

Najendan was fully aware of this matter.

Fortunately, the [Fate Compass - Zodiac] has already determined the next Imperial Arms user, so the grand plan won't be delayed!

After the room fell silent, the old woman started babbling on again.

"Although Lubbock lost the Cross Tail, he also gained some recognition from that Imperial Arm because of it."

"The Imperial Arm called [Radiant Wings]... should be able to provide you with sufficient assistance on this trip."

"nature."

Najenda calmly said, "There are also humanoid Imperial Arms, [Lightning Speed ​​Susanoo], and [Transformation Freedom Gaia Foundation]."

"What a luxurious lineup! Even I can tell that the weapon called [Murasame] is a true strategic weapon."

"No, it's not a strategic weapon, but rather it should be called the 'Strategic Imperial Arms Against Esdeath'."

"However, it's not all for Murasame. Annemyodo is also involved in this operation, and his importance is even greater than that of Akame and Murasame!"

After she finished speaking, Najenda said softly.

"I'm about to leave."

"May your military prowess be excellent, and I need to get some rest now."

The old woman's cloudy gaze passed over Najendan and looked towards the distant azure sky, and she spoke softly.

"Mom and Dad, you must have been waiting for me for a long time..."

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three days later.

Bai Lan and her group arrived at the city where Anningdao was located. This was the largest transit point between the capital and the border, and its commerce was quite prosperous.

As a result, the legion stationed here was extremely greedy, entrenched in the city and exploiting its resources.

However, this also gave 'Anning Dao' the opportunity to rise, and laid a solid foundation for Anning Dao with bowls of talisman water.

Today, although the city is still nominally under the jurisdiction of the Empire, it has long been infiltrated by the will of the Way of Peace. The vast majority of the legionary soldiers stationed here are now believers of the Way of Peace.

Bai Lan and the others waited at the designated location for a while before someone came to pick them up.

Ernest's spies planted on Anning Road did not come to greet him; instead, he sent Horse Head and Thorn, two of the four Rakshasa demons who were guarding him.

The Four Demon Rakshasa were the minister's private executioners, from the Imperial Fist Temple. They did not possess Imperial Arms, but they had the strength to contend with ordinary Imperial Arms users.

It is said that the Four Demon Rakshasa once joined forces to defeat five Imperial Arms users and presented the captured Imperial Arms to the ministers, which is enough to show their strength and loyalty.

Therefore, the four of them were dispatched by the minister to protect 'Berlik,' this crucial spy.

"The Thirteenth Division of Traitors?"

Never heard of it, what kind of small department is this...?

Although that was what he thought, Ma Tou did not say it directly. Instead, he and Ji led the way, while also explaining the current situation.

“Because the location of the Path of Tranquility is of paramount importance, the rebels will certainly not stand idly by and watch Berlik replace the leader and take control of the Path of Tranquility.”

"So the 'Wild Hounds' led by the minister's son have arrived, and Berlick is currently hosting a banquet for them."

“Wild Hound…” Lan narrowed his eyes, because his behavior was despised by many people even in the capital, so it had always been within the scope of his investigation.

Bai Lan had no intention of attending the banquet. Who knew what these people were up to? They might even be more outrageous than the young emperor, an eyesore.

So after arriving at Berlik's mansion, Bai Lan decided to rest.

Berlik didn't pay much attention to this obscure little department and arranged for a somewhat attractive maid to lead them to his room.

He then continued to assert his presence in front of the minister's son with a fawning smile.

The maid led Bai Lan and her party to several adjacent rooms and then withdrew.

She gently closed the door, leaned her back slightly against the wall, took a lollipop out of her pocket, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth.

As the sweetness slowly spread across her tongue, she gently exhaled.

"What a bold operation! The Rakshasa Four Demons, the Wild Hounds, and the Thirteenth Division, who captured Akame—that adds up to more than a dozen Imperial Arms users."

"Once discovered, let alone assassination, even escape will be a pipe dream."

"Luckily, my job is to be a maid, so I will never let anyone see through my disguise!"

After her reflection, the maid turned and went into the room where Bai Lan was. The operation to seize 'Muramasa' would need to be carried out with more care.

If the leader of the Anning Path possesses extraordinary personal charisma, then the captain of the Thirteenth Betrayer Division possesses astonishing charisma.

If he hadn't undergone special training from an assassination society, he definitely would have pushed Bai Lan onto the bed the moment he saw him.

The maid's infiltration had two important tasks: first, to steal Murasame; and second, to buy time...

As long as Bai Lan is held back, her traitorous thirteen departments will not make a move.

"who are you?"

Hearing the door being pushed open, Bai Lan sat at the table, playing with the [Military Music Dream - Whistling] in her hand.

"Lord Berlik ordered me to serve you well."

"Okay, come on."

If it were the Rakshasa Four Demons or the Wild Hounds, Bai Lan would definitely not agree. After all, with such a wild lifestyle, it's hard to say whether they have any diseases.

Although the so-called virus cannot penetrate Bai Lan's body at all now, she cannot bear it on a mental level.

Yeah, I'm a germaphobe...

No cooks, please!

Hmm, a motherly type like Sayuri could also be considered.

The maid slowly stepped forward and removed Bai Lan's clothes. Just as her fingertips were about to touch the back of Bai Lan's neck, an extremely thin silver needle silently emerged from between her fingers.

However, before the needle even touched her skin, Bai Lan had already raised her hand and slapped it.

The silver needle traced a short arc in mid-air before landing on the ground with a tinkling sound.

Even if such an attack were to hit, it would be nothing more than child's play for Bai Lan... He's not human, he's a half-demon.

A certain Teigu user disguised as a maid: ?

Before he could even speak, his disguise was ripped off.

A wisp of white smoke rose from the maid, and when the smoke dissipated, the maid who had been standing there had transformed into a beautiful girl.

She had long pink hair, a delicate face, a white inner layer, and a light-colored blazer over it, which was stretched taut by her high, soft breasts without a single wrinkle.

Below her slender waist was a red plaid mini-skirt, revealing only a section of her straight and shapely calves.

The assassination attempt failed, and the Imperial Arms also failed...

Chelsea: We're doomed.

She carried only a few thin needles, her usual assassination tools.

As an assassin skilled in disguise, there is no need for sharp blades, hidden weapons, or anything that could be identified as a weapon at a glance.

Because in the Empire, carrying a sharp weapon is a mark in itself. In such an environment, it would undoubtedly push one from being "easily overlooked and easy to bully" directly into the list of "people who need to be wary".

So when the attack failed, Chelsea's first reaction was that she was doomed and about to be caught off guard.

"Focus!"

"...Wait, aren't you surprised?"

Who among us, while enjoying a silver party, would even remember this unknown nobody...?

Moreover, even if you did remember, shouldn't you have arranged for more maids? What's the point of having just one?

Who are you looking down on? Is this enough?

That's not good enough at all.

“There’s nothing surprising about it. For an assassin like you, ‘Transformation Freedom Gaia Foundation’ is indeed a pretty good Imperial Arm.”

"Whether it's height, figure, or voice, they can perfectly disguise it and fool the vast majority of people."

However, for a faker like Chelsea, assassination means high risk. There is only one chance, and if she makes a mistake, she will become the next martyr.

"You're right...bullshit! Is this the time to do this kind of thing? I'm not really here to serve your maid!"

Chelsea placed her hands on Bai Lan's chest. After smelling the intoxicating aroma, as rich as fine wine, her cheeks flushed instantly, the blush spreading all the way to her ears, even her earlobes felt a thin layer of heat.