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Vili swung his walking stick in the air, and the black mist dispersed with his movements.

This should have been a very classy scene... but because of the protagonist's poor character model, it lacked any sense of intimidation whatsoever.

At least in Renyi's eyes, it has no deterrent effect whatsoever.

Is this standard for villains?

The avid readers of Blue Star also got excited:

[I know this one well!]

[That's right, it seems like villains who have the final say love to do this...]

[Ghostly special effects PPT background with precise pain point targeting (doge)]

[The person upstairs should also add the part about painting a grand blueprint and trying to recruit people!]

[Hmm~ But now that I think about it... some of what they said is actually quite true, like the moon worship.]

In summary...

After such a series of moves, it would be a waste of his talent not to be involved in pyramid schemes.

"The pie chart looks a bit dry."

Just as Klaus and Nathan's expressions turned somewhat grim.

He took a few steps to the side, then slapped the mayor's cane aside.

"How about...we verify your credentials first?"

Vili was basking in the pleasure of being patronized and receiving favors, but the other party's disrespectful questioning, coupled with the tone of someone picking and choosing cabbages at the market, shattered half of the aura he had built.

"Ignorance is bliss..."

The town mayor gritted his teeth and said:

"He is omnipotent, you reptiles simply do not understand! Money, life, truth... all for a price that is of no use to you—"

"What price?" Nathan asked abruptly.

The gentleman, who usually tries his best to maintain his composure no matter what, now had a cold expression and a hoarse voice.

"Of course, it's the soul."

Willie's face was full of self-righteousness—

Everything has a price. He'll accept the pain of the path he chose and will never regret it, especially since...

He wasn't lying.

"How much are people willing to pay to live in 'heaven' after they die? This is a small town where you can live forever and be happy forever... What's wrong with charging a little rent?"

"Speaking of eternal happiness—"

He skillfully seized control of the narrative, preventing the momentum from falling entirely into Willy's hands.

"I'm more curious... what was Father Myriel's 'gift'?"

The topic shifted rather abruptly.

Vili hesitated for a moment, his large, beady eyes looking warily at Ren Yi.

"Why bring up that annoying old man?"

"That's really disappointing."

He nodded casually and touched the large gold watch on his right wrist.

The feeling of being recognized also stirred up Willy's urge to make sarcastic remarks, and he imitated the priest's actions from back then with great accuracy.

"When that guy learned of God's blessing, instead of being grateful, he went around knocking on doors like a madman."

He tried to prevent Carl from gaining a healthy body;

They wanted the Budd family to refuse their daughter's recovery;

The couple who lost their beloved son are reunited;

They even... want to prevent starving poor people from getting enough to eat?!

"...How ridiculous..."

Willy calmly made eye contact with each of them, seemingly seeking further validation:

"While others are suffering terribly, he only cares about some vague and unattainable faith! Hmph... Why should this guy, who has everything he needs and sits in his safe haven, let others continue to suffer?"

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

Ivan didn't seem to care much. He turned to Sita and asked, "What the fat man said seems to make some sense?"

Sita didn't actually do anything, but he still flicked his tail to shut him up.

"So the priest eventually accepted it?" Ren Yi didn't stray from the question and continued to press, "What was he trading?"

"..."

Vili was speechless for a moment, his eyes darting around. "This... this is immortality, nothing more than a thing to beg for mercy..."

"The key point is that he surrendered! If he hadn't surrendered, how would he be in Golden Anchor Town now?"

He tried to gloss over the issue.

However, this is clearly unreasonable.

"You are the rule-maker of Golden Anchor Town, the agent of the Touch of Fate, and you don't know that?"

This is very interesting.

Father Myriel used to be able to speak, but why does he now only communicate in sign language? And the townspeople no longer have painful memories of the past, but the priest does.

But what if the priest also made a deal with this touch of fate...?

What are the contents of the transaction?

It can't be that you become mute, are ostracized, and then suffer from painful memories and constantly torment yourself, can it?

Vili got stuck again.

...It seems he didn't know either.

"I see."

He waved to his four friends, "Let's end this conversation now."

"......Finish?"

Before Klaus and the others could react, Willie was so angry he laughed, and he started chiming his wind chimes...

A bellows-like laugh:

"Outsiders, haven't you figured out what's going on? The moment you entered the town, your souls were already pledged to Him, and just now, your leader lost your ransom!"

He spread his arms, and the shadows on the wall, illuminated by the firelight, swelled and stretched into countless menacing monsters.

Black fog enveloped the entire room.

"Boss, can we start demolishing now?" Ivan excitedly reached behind his back, only to find nothing there. He then realized that [Heart's Desire] was gone.

"Don't rush, Ivan, we must keep our word."

Under Mayor Vili's smug gaze, he casually tapped the table beside him with his knuckles.

"To be honest, the person who invented paper money was a genius."

The words had barely left his lips.

"Splash..."

A golden torrent gushed forth from Renyi's fingertips, and the sound of hundreds or thousands of heavy yet crisp metals colliding became the only background noise in the room.

The gleaming gold coins quickly piled up into a small mountain on the table, looking more than six thousand.

"That's enough."

Ask politely, "The extra amount is considered a 'tip'."

With some skepticism, Vili grabbed a gold coin, put it in his mouth, and took a big bite.

"...It's true!"

"This...this is impossible! Where did you get so many gold coins?!"

I won't answer him either; that's a different price.

The black mist in the room was like a punctured balloon, and Vili himself seemed to be deflating.

"Six thousand gold coins, can we leave the town now?"

"..."

Seeing that Willy was still questioning his life, with neither the intention to make a move nor the means to speak, Renyi simply turned around and walked towards the door, followed closely by Nathan, Siddhartha, Ivan, and Klaus.

Just as he reached the door, Ren Yi suddenly stopped.

He turned back amidst the puzzled looks of his teammates, and quite naturally reached into Willy's breast pocket, pulling out a shiny object.

Gold Pocket Watch

[Review: An antique. Precise, fragile, and requires manual maintenance (winding). PS: For a group of primitive people who still rely on the sun to determine direction and time, it's undoubtedly a treasure =￣ω￣=]

After calmly stuffing the items into his pocket, he thought for a moment, then politely nodded to the mayor.

Thank you.