My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

Her breath was sweet and fragrant, but her words were thought-provoking.

Everyone who goes out on a mission has a goal in mind, and if they fail to complete it, they will be punished by the lord.

But everyone is a cunning old fox, unwilling to be the first to stick their neck out.

So nobody responded.

Ultimately, it was Elaine Eclipse, the one who initiated the proposal, who started it:

"Ugh, really, you guys are just too cunning."

"Wanting to reap the benefits without putting in the effort."

"Looks like we'll have to set an example first."

She reached into her bosom and, under everyone's gaze, pulled out a mirror:

"Look, this was originally meant to deal with the undead."

"Now, let's see if we can find the location of the underground palace with everyone's help."

The mirror that Eclipse Elaine took out attracted the attention of everyone present.

Morton the Rockbreaker couldn't help but ask:

"Elena, what is the purpose of this mirror?"

Elaine, fiddling with the mirror, smiled and introduced herself to everyone:

"This magical item is called [Mirror Flower Water Mirror], and it is a level 15 blue-quality item."

"It has two main functions."

She held up two fingers to show her.

"The first function is Mirror Illusion, which can create a realistic illusion based on the amount of magic power consumed, making you feel so immersed that you can't help but be drawn in."

"This ability can bewitch ordinary undead below level 15, causing them to attack themselves."

"The second function is water reflection, which consumes light-type [magic crystals] to display corresponding dark targets."

"The more magic crystals you have, the larger the area will be."

At this point, she glanced at the others with amusement.

"Hey handsome guys, if you want to find the Underworld, shouldn't you contribute some light-type magic crystals?"

"Don't tell anyone that you came empty-handed this time."

Elaine's confident words made the expressions of the others somewhat unpleasant.

"Damn woman, did you plant a spy among us? You even brought an item that consumes light-type magic crystals."

Ryan, the green-haired executioner, looked even colder.

Despite his complaints, he was the first to take out a light-type magic crystal.

And without hesitation, he slammed it onto the conference table.

"You can have this, but who ultimately owns the core components?"

"Shouldn't this have been made clear beforehand?"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid if we really find the underground palace, we might end up killing each other."

He stared at the fat, dark-skinned Morton like a viper, then glanced at the other representatives, his purpose clearly evident.

That means you can hand over the light-type magic crystal, but there must be a guarantee.

Regarding this, Elaine, with a charming smile, touched her lips with her finger and offered a solution:

"How about this: there's only one core element, and ultimately only one person will obtain it."

"Therefore, it would be better to first determine the ownership of the core, and then those who did not obtain the core could receive compensation from the owner based on their contribution to this operation."

"What do you guys think~?"

A golden glint flashed in Elaine's eyes as she smiled at everyone.

"Hmm, is it based on work performance?" Morton scratched his head and gave Elaine a meaningful look.

"Hahaha, this seems like a pretty good option."

"But who deserves the core? It can't be that cheeky Ryan, can it?"

The fat, dark-skinned man immediately shifted the topic to his opponent, which infuriated Ryan so much that he slammed his fist on the table.

"Morton, who are you calling a 'face-slapper'? Are you looking for trouble?"

"Believe it or not, I'll bury you in the earth right now, like fertilizer?"

The hangman's threatening words did not frighten the fat man.

He shrugged, as if he were a dead pig unafraid of boiling water:

"Ha, that's terrifying! Burying them in the ground as fertilizer?"

"I feel like you, this gloomy guy, are more suitable."

The two men's sharp exchanges created a tense atmosphere inside the tent.

Fortunately, the hot-tempered Fen Kai couldn't stand it anymore, and he kicked the table to pieces.

"Enough! We're surrounded by enemies, and you're still arguing here?"

"Isn't it just about the ownership of the core? Let the strongest person get it directly, so that no one else will be dissatisfied."

As soon as he said this, everyone present couldn't help but look at Cyril.

After all, he was the strongest in this camp.

Whether it was their own strength or the soldiers under their command, they completely overwhelmed them.

It can be said to be the strongest force in the border region at present.

Morton, who was arguing, put on a smile again and was the first to express his agreement.

"Hahaha, the core belongs to the Golden Knight? I have no objection then."

"As long as it's not that gloomy guy who gets it."

"Hmph, I have no objection, as long as it's not this fatso."

Ryan the hangman followed with his statement.

Seeing that three people had passed, Elaine chimed in:

"Well, they probably agree, after all, the Golden Knight is a handsome young man."

"Consider it doing you a favor."

She winked at Cyril, but he remained unmoved.

Having been trained by the saintess, he felt his heart was now as hard as a rock.

I will no longer be swayed by such trivial matters.

However, he still gave the suggestion given to him seriously.

If I can obtain the core, the goal set by the Administrator will be accomplished.

It's reasonable to distribute the corresponding compensation to the other people, since they put in the work and effort, they should get something in return.

Otherwise, why should I help you find the underground palace?

Cyril, his heart fluttering, nodded.

"That's possible, but we must sign a magic contract."

"Otherwise, it's all just talk, and people might not actually put in the effort."

His agreement made the eyes of all the representatives present light up.

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, as if they had been plotting something together.

Such a change in expression naturally did not escape Scarface's notice.

As a spy, he remained an observer throughout the entire process.

Unlike Cyril, who was blinded by the promise of benefits.

So he stepped forward and stopped the city guard commander's actions:

"Wait, such a high-end thing as the core should be given to Blackrock Town or Oak Town."

"After all, you were the ones who fought the fiercest."

"We in Ironclad City can act as contributors, and all we need to do is receive compensation in the end."

Scarface's sudden outburst immediately disrupted the rhythm of everyone present.

Everyone stared in shock at the man with a face full of scars.

I don't understand why he, who is greedy for money, would refuse such a great temptation.

Even Cyril didn't understand, and he asked in great confusion:

"Dude, why not get the core? Isn't that what we're after?"

Looking at his newly adopted younger brother, who was so innocent,

Scarface directly revealed the group's plan.

"Brother, don't judge things by appearances."

"You only see the advantages, don't you see the disadvantages?"

"On the surface, you've obtained the core, but what's the reality?"

He tapped the other person's head with his finger, and continued explaining with a hint of exasperation:

"This is a delicious pie full of traps."

"It's like drawing a picture to stave off hunger before you even get to eat it."

Scarface's words hit the nail on the head, making the four men's expressions grow increasingly grim.

"Remember, even if they help us obtain the core, can you protect it?"

"Whoever obtains the core will become a thorn in the side of the orcs."

"Not only will we be attacked by orcs, but our city may also be affected."

"So the final result was that we lost both people and money, and had to compensate the four cities for a large amount of profits."

At this point, he grabbed Cyril's shoulder, as if the money that had been lost was his own.

"Will Iron City still have a future then?"

Is there any justice left?

"What are you protecting? A pile of ruins? Or the bones lying on the roadside?"

Answer me.

His question was so forceful that it caused Cyril's brain to shut down instantly.

Yes, even if I obtained the core.

However, with orcs surrounding them, a conflict is inevitable.

Given the disparity in strength between the two sides,

Then the orcs won't hold back anymore, and we might end up being wiped out.

This outcome was unacceptable to him.

It seems that this core issue is a hot potato.

Whoever holds it will be unlucky.

Cyril, realizing what had happened, was filled with regret; it turned out the other delegates had the same idea.

Knowing that the chances of obtaining the core were slim, they wanted to make a profit by paying out compensation.

At the same time, they shifted the blame eastward and ignored it.

That's absolutely shameless.