Evil God? My servants are players!

Fortunately, Veronica's attack was only probing.

The thief's disguise was broken, but he was not injured.

But the atmosphere in the study became subtle.

Sasha, the vice-captain, was sweating profusely.

As a group of chaotic adventurers, the Empire created separate laws for them.

This has led to adventurers frequently being subjected to hefty fines, wanted notices, or even the death penalty.

This is to prevent these powerful but unrestrained adventurers from causing trouble.

Seeing Veronica about to make another move, Sasha quickly explained:

"Wait! This is one of our team members; he just had something to do."

Upon hearing this, Veronica neither attacked again, nor did she put away her weapon.

"Oh, what's the matter? What makes you think a level 48 thief would use an advanced stealth skill here?"

Veronica, abandoning her previous amiable demeanor, pressed on with further questions.

After all, she welcomes honest and law-abiding adventurers who can bring benefits to the territory.

Instead of a group of criminals who commit crimes and are out of control.

"Haha, he just went to do an urgent request."

"I thought he wasn't coming, but I didn't expect him to follow us. Maybe he was in too much of a hurry, because he actually used a skill."

In a moment of desperation, Sasha told a lie riddled with holes.

"Do I look like a fool to you? If you honestly confess, I might even reduce your sentences."

As Veronica spoke, she twirled her sword, the tip slicing through the air as if piercing a transparent balloon.

Whoosh!

A pile of bones fell from mid-air and scattered on the stone floor.

Even Veronica was shocked by this bizarre scene.

"What...what are you doing?! Have you conspired with the undead?!"

"No...of course not, we just..."

Just as Sasha was about to make excuses, Hyacinth took action.

She silently approached the skeleton and stroked its head, just as she had stroked her own head before.

"We meet again, Ice Flower."

Hyacinth picked up the skull and hugged it tightly in its arms.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

"The hyacinth has grown up; it can protect you now."

Hyacinth gradually pieced together the scattered bones.

"Don't worry, Ice Flower, we'll meet again soon."

Soon, the hyacinth pieced together the scattered bones into a human shape.

A humanoid figure less than one meter tall and severely underdeveloped.

The skeleton was covered in cracks and wear, a testament to the suffering its owner endured in life.

Hyacinth tried to gently lift the skeleton, but that was impossible.

The bones scattered on the ground again, oblivious to their surroundings.

Hyacinth stared blankly at her empty palm, and memories from the depths of her heart were unearthed.

"Ice Flower! Waaaaah!"

Hyacinth could no longer suppress her inner bitterness and burst into tears.

Seeing the scene before him, even the most experienced adventurers secretly wiped away tears.

Veronica felt a sharp pain in her head upon seeing this.

The memory of her mother's death and her father's madness resurfaced from the depths of her mind.

The severe headache impaired Veronica's judgment; she clutched her head and pointed the tip of her sword at the wealthy merchant.

"You even attacked adventurers?! You dared to hide a corpse?!"

Faced with Veronica's accusations, the wealthy businessman knelt on the ground and said:

"My lord, how could I dare? Adventurers have the right to self-defense. How could an unemployed person like me dare to provoke them?"

The headache came on quickly and went away quickly; Veronica soon returned to normal.

She sheathed her sword, rubbed her temples, and asked Sasha:

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Sasha then recounted the story of the hyacinth.

After hearing the story, Veronica sighed deeply.

She went to the hyacinth that had collected all the bones, knelt on one knee, and said:

"I'm sorry, little one, this is my dereliction of duty as a manager."

But the hyacinth was still immersed in grief and did not respond to Veronica.

Veronica didn't say much, but simply stood up and nodded slightly to the Frost Adventurers.

She then went to the wealthy businessman and directly mentioned him, saying:

"I've lost patience with collecting your compensation. You killed so many people in the mine; you shouldn't have been allowed to stay outside any longer."

Then they picked him up and were about to leave.

Faced with Veronica's explanation, the wealthy businessman began to struggle violently:

"My lord, give me two more days, and I'm sure I can raise the money..."

The wealthy businessman was only halfway through his sentence when Veronica stuffed a rag she had grabbed into his mouth.

Looking at the whimpering businessman, Veronica revealed a mocking expression and said:

"Why do you think I let you out? Do you really think I just wanted you to raise enough money for compensation?"

"Do you think I don't know that your money, when added together, is not only enough for the settlement but also for bail?"

"Do you think I don't know that all you're thinking about is selling your possessions and leaving here?"

"I'm waiting for you to take inventory of all your assets!"

Upon hearing this, the wealthy businessman turned ashen-faced.

"Alright, I'm leaving. I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, Veronica walked toward the door.

But she was stopped by the thief when she had only gone halfway.

"Sir, we haven't done anything wrong, have we?"

The thief said with some lingering fear that Veronica's intimidation of the merchant had frightened him.

"Of course not, I'm very tolerant of these things, after all, I grew up listening to adventurer stories."

Before stepping out of the room, Veronica added one more thing:

"Moreover, the city's former glory was also due to adventurers."

Watching Veronica's departing figure, the members of the Frost Adventure Team breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the evil god breathed a sigh of relief, and the "Our Principles" that had been vibrating in Hyacinth's backpack finally quieted down.

After the Ice Adventure Team members were left alone in the mansion, they collapsed onto the sofa.

"I was terrified! Is this what a level 70 paladin is like? They were spotted right away," the rogue exclaimed.

"It was terrifying! The pressure was so strong; I've only ever seen it on bishops," the priestess chimed in.

"Isn't she from the same system as your priests?" the soldier asked curiously.

"Yes and no, we both belong to the Holy Light Cult, but we're not in the same system." The priestess thought for a moment and then continued:

"I've heard the bishop here talk about her. She's a legendary figure in the church. She reached level 70 when she was only in her early twenties."

"If she hadn't insisted on returning to her territory, she might already be holding a high position in the church."

"Sigh, we all have two shoulders and a head, how come there's such a big difference? Don't you think so, Vice Captain?"

The warrior asked Sasha, but Sasha was still staring in the direction Veronica had gone.

"Sasha?"

Sasha only realized what was happening when the soldier asked her a second time.

"Huh? What?"