Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Mr. Ron, the goddess has given me a revelation, instructing me to follow you. Let's go now."

Ron listened to what the other person said, and saw that face, with firm eyes and a steady tone, a stark contrast to his previous hesitant demeanor.

He simply couldn't imagine what that goddess had done to this guy to cause such a dramatic change in his attitude in such a short time.

However, although I don't understand, this isn't the most important thing when you're blind.

The most urgent task is to get to the palace and see what has happened.

Is it really as I think?

Just as he turned to leave, suddenly, as if sensing something, Ron stopped abruptly and turned back to look behind him.

He glanced at the void behind Ryan, where a figure seemed to be hidden beneath the curtain of night, standing silently with empty eyes, indifferently watching the two of them.

Upon seeing him looking over, she even waved to the boy.

Upon seeing this, Ron immediately turned his head back, not daring to look any longer. At the same time, a screen of light appeared before his eyes:

[You are attempting to observe a highly polluted source; physical pollution level +1%, mental pollution level +0.1]

Your level of contamination is too high; please try to maintain your "purity."

"Mr. Ron, what's wrong?"

Upon seeing his actions, Ryan first looked behind him in confusion, but found nothing, before turning around to ask.

Ron took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down:

"It's nothing. I just saw something walk past you. I thought it was Vicia."

"Hehe, Mr. Ron and Miss Vicia have such a good relationship. She even tried to speak up for us at dinner."

Shaking his head, Ron didn't want to discuss this topic with the other party, so he urged, "Alright, I must have seen wrong. In that case, let's hurry over there, otherwise it won't be good if we ruin the goddess's plans."

Ryan, who had been full of curiosity and wanted to continue to pry into their gossip, was immediately swayed by what he heard.

His face immediately turned serious:

"Mr. Ron, you're right. Let's hurry over there. We can't delay the goddess's affairs."

As he spoke, the young man started moving, and in the blink of an eye, he passed Ron and ran towards the direction of the palace.

Ron stared at the back of the person in front of him, his eyes looking somewhat strange.

He stood there for a while, thinking, and then followed.

"Quickly, quickly, go and summon Lord Greiss. His Majesty the King needs more manpower."

"Second Team? Where's the Second Team? Go put out the fire!"

The two walked through the streets and alleys, and as they approached the palace, the once deserted and quiet streets gradually became lively.

This phenomenon becomes more pronounced the closer you get to the city center.

One by one, guardsmen and officers shuttled back and forth around the burning area, their anxious voices sounding particularly abrupt in the quiet night.

"Mr. Ron, what should we do now?"

Ron, who was hiding on a rooftop, looked down at the busy crowd below and heard the young man's deep voice.

"Let's wait and see."

"But many people will die down there."

As soon as the sound faded, Ryan noticed the boy was scrutinizing him with a strange look. In those pale green eyes, he seemed to see a multitude of emotions: confusion, bewilderment, disdain, mockery...

There was absolutely no agreement whatsoever.

"If you want to go down and save people, just go yourself. Why are you telling me all this?"

Ron spoke coldly, turning his head back to watch the crowd below, ignoring the man completely. In his view, such meaningless sympathy was the most useless thing.

While saying that many people will die, he stood by without doing anything, just talking the talk. If he really felt sorry for those people, why didn't he go up and save them himself? Anyone can talk the talk.

I really don't know what Ms. Moon's purpose was in getting the other party to come and help her.

"Sigh~"

Ron sighed inwardly, then ignored the young man who was somewhat dumbfounded by his words.

Seeing another loud explosion coming from afar, his eyes flashed and he rushed towards the source of the sound without hesitation.

Ryan was still standing there, stunned, pondering his words: "Mr. Ron seems to be right. Am I really a hypocrite?"

The young man couldn't help but doubt himself. He didn't even notice when Ron disappeared from his side until the boy's figure appeared in front of him. Only then did he realize what was happening, buried his doubts deep in his heart, and followed after him with renewed vigor.

The two of them, one in front of the other, avoided many collapsed buildings and arrived at a dilapidated palace.

"Fidina, give up. Your plan has failed. Stop your futile resistance. If you give up now, I'll spare your family. Even if you don't think about yourself, at least think about your daughter, right?"

"Who are you? I've never heard of anyone named you in the Church of Holy Light."

In front of the collapsed palace, two figures were suspended in mid-air, facing each other.

One of the figures seemed vaguely familiar to Ron, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but the other person's current state and the crazed expression on his face made it impossible for him to remember who this guy was.

Ron immediately recognized the person opposite him.

King and Chief Consul of the Federal Republic of Fettis – Fettina Farena.

Ron had the privilege of meeting His Majesty the King once when he was exploring world information in the city, and the memory remained vivid. It wasn't that the man had any particularly distinctive features, but rather the information displayed on his character panel that he still remembered.

【Fredina Farena (Falena IX)】

Age: 45/182 (296/311)

[Attributes: Constitution 2.95, Spirit 9.29]

[Strength: Rule-based Path - Sequence 4 - Rose Duke (Advancement to Sequence 1 - True Emperor)]

[Pollution Level: Physical 88.92%, Mental 9.20/929]

[Comment: A master of perfect understanding of rules and procedures, always trying to circumvent their constraints, and still doing so now—truly a complete madman.]

The following measures are recommended to reduce pollution.

Option 1: Master the rules and pathways to the world's origin - the True Palace; Option 2: ......

Ron looked at the two people facing off not far away and was very curious about the identity of the other person in the scene. Unfortunately, he was too far away from the other person and had already exceeded the detection range of the panel.

"Mr. Ron, what are we going to do now?"

Ryan, standing to the side, looked at the two people in the distance, his pupils contracted at first, then he quickly came back to his senses and asked in a low voice.

"wait."