The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

Watching Xue Lude diligently making bread and then distributing it as wages to the Akatsuki members, seeing the smiles on the children's faces, those genuine, hopeful, loving, and respectful looks...

Just a day before, they were scavengers at the bottom of society, barely surviving by scavenging garbage; prostitutes about to be sold to the red-light district; castrated boys; or perhaps they had already begun taking on clients from their mothers' generation and started working as prostitutes.

But now, they all share the same identity: members of the Akatsuki organization. They have a common goal: to create a world filled with flowers.

And you became the obstacle on this path.

"Mephisto, your teacher is coming to kill you!"

……

Roland, the Albanian family.

"Master, it's already 12... At this rate, the entire Roland City will become Akatsuki territory tomorrow..." the intelligence officer continued.

The head of the Alban family tapped his fingers incessantly on the table as he continued to ask, "Where did their food and water come from? Does the mob have that much in its inventory?"

"No, they were eating soft bread, which seemed to be freshly baked. Each of them brought some bread and water, and they would go to the nearest gathering point to get more when they ran out." Even this intelligence officer was a little surprised.

"Ha, does the leader of the Akatsuki organization still have the technique to make bread?" The head of the Alban family could only guess at this possibility.

After all, as the local tyrant of Roland City, he should have known about the sudden appearance of so much bread long ago.

But now, with so much bread appearing out of thin air, he could immediately guess that it was the work of the Akatsuki leader.

However, this ability is useful to the poor and working-class, but not very useful to them.

The Alban family always had more bread than they could finish, so they would throw it into the ditch or give it to the stray dogs outside.

What he values ​​more is the kind of mark that can grant power to others.

"Have you found that Akatsuki inscription?" the family head continued to ask.

“We’ve found it. Our scouts at the front have roughly drawn out the corresponding pattern. It should be some kind of mystical engraving pattern, but we’ve tried to follow it many times without success.” He handed a copy of the engraving pattern to the head of the Alban family.

Then, the head of the Alban family was stunned the moment he saw the inscription, and then frowned, feeling that something was very wrong.

"What's wrong, patriarch?"

“I seem to recognize the structure of this engraving. Let me think, isn’t this a technique for borrowing power?” He immediately realized why some of the patterns, logic, and structure looked familiar.

"But how could it be borrowing power? Who could possibly supply power to more than 100,000 people at the same time? Even the God of Tricks, could he do that?" Alban immediately began to doubt whether he had seen it wrong.

They could never imagine that there was a vessel for the Little Witch's world consciousness. Such an existence would be considered bizarre in any world, especially one with so much energy that it was inexhaustible. Even if there were hundreds of thousands of people, or even several times that, it would only mean that Su Su could eat a few more divine tree breads at once.

Furthermore, not everyone is constantly using their power. Su Su only starts consuming energy during battles, but the battle time is estimated to be less than 10%. Therefore, even if the amount of energy were increased several dozen times, Su Su would still eat and drink as usual, as if nothing had happened.

As long as not many people use their power at the same time, blocking the connection channel, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Ultimately, the head of the Alban family was limited by his limited perspective.

Beside him, a haughty young lady with long, straight black hair began to whine, "Father, I don't want to marry that lowly commoner... Can't we have someone else? Please, Father, I really don't want to be a commoner's wife..."

Chapter 389 Nobles Descend from the Sky, Furious and Ferocious

The girl's name is Belle, and she is the eldest daughter of a branch of the Albanian family.

To other nobles or gangsters, her status was incredibly high, like that of a noble standing at the very top of the world.

But to the Alban family, she was just an ordinary person.

Her father once told her a story from over four hundred years ago, about how the current head of the Alban family and the god of mischief supported each other and jointly ruled the world.

Once upon a time, their branch was the main branch of the Alban family, but starting four hundred years ago, their ancestors gave way to Harley Alban, which led to their family line falling into the background and now only being a branch family in a small city.

This made her very resentful. In fact, she had always been dissatisfied with that family head, and that dissatisfaction had even turned into jealousy and resentment.

Why? We are clearly the main family, and you were originally just a member of a collateral branch. You only have your current strength and status because you latched onto the God of Tricks. If I had been born in the same era as you, I would definitely be more outstanding than you!

My other half will definitely be a man stronger than you, you bitch!

This was the burning jealousy that ignited in her heart whenever she thought back to that high and mighty patriarch.

The jealousy was so intense that it almost consumed her completely.

However, the reality is that she can only stay in this small city of Roland, and even the best men she can meet are just the second generation of other families.

What a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp!

My man can only be a powerful figure, like the god of trickery, who will lead everyone in the hymn-sharing society to welcome me with hymns.

You bunch of bumpkins don't even deserve to be called?

However, as she grew older, she should have reached the age where she could have given up her fantasies, but she did the opposite. Jealousy almost consumed her. Starting at the age of 12, she tried to find opportunities to get in touch with the members of the chanting society during family ceremonies, and at the same time, to get in touch with the god of trickery.

She believed that as long as she could meet the god of mischief, she would be able to attract him with her perfect face and beauty, and thus truly rise to the top.

She is destined to become a goddess's woman; how could you lowly commoners possibly lay a finger on her?

However, it never succeeded.

She could only bury her jealousy deep in her heart, waiting, waiting...

She had thought about giving up, and she had also longed for a sweet romance, like those in love stories.

However, every year when I return to my master's house and see that head of the household, my jealousy burns uncontrollably.

This year, I'm sure I'll be able to get into the Praise Society and meet that person...

She was thinking this when suddenly, this morning, her father said directly, "Get ready, you are going to become the wife of a gang leader. Treat that man well, he may be our hope of returning to the main family."

At that moment, she was stunned; all her previous fantasies and jealousy shattered.

It was as if the gates of hell had opened before him, stretching out endless tentacles to tear apart all his ambitions and dreams.

At that moment, she looked at her family and the place where she was born and raised, and she felt only coldness.

For the first time, she had never felt happy in her family.

Her father, of course, wouldn't indulge his daughter who loved to daydream, and said directly, "Get ready, you're going to be sent to the Akatsuki organization today to become its mistress."

"No!" she roared, her pupils seeming to hold the rage of a lion as she glared angrily at her father.

“Father, I don’t want to marry that lowly commoner… Can’t we have someone else? Father, I really don’t want to be a commoner’s wife… Just thinking about a commoner lying on top of me, licking me with that disgusting tongue, makes me want to die!”

"Father, I am clearly more beautiful than the head of the family. Why is it that the old woman of the family can have a true god as her man, while I can only marry into a lowly gang? I am not convinced, Father, I am not convinced! I am definitely more charming than that old hag of the family head!"

She roared almost hysterically, her voice contorted with rage and ferocity.

The head of the Alban family's expression changed drastically in an instant. He immediately checked if anyone else was still listening to the conversation and roared, "Are you out of your mind! What time is it, and you're still daydreaming!"

He knew his daughter often daydreamed and used to cause trouble when she was little, but she had become much more normal afterward. He thought she had come to her senses. However, now, the veins on his hands were bulging. If he had time, he would have loved to slap his stupid daughter across the face.

"No! I refuse to marry a lowly commoner! I can only be the wife of God! Don't even think about touching me!" she screamed, throwing a tantrum.

The head of the Alban family almost laughed out of anger, and now he seemed to be trying to reason with them: "You think you can get close to those members of the Hymn Society? You even think that the head of the family is not worthy to be the other half of the God of Tricks? The head of the family invested in the God of Tricks when he was just an apprentice who had just come into contact with the mysticism."

"Then, after going through countless hardships and obstacles, the Alban family became the world's noble family it is today. Have you ever thought about why they would be interested in you!"

"Because I'm prettier!" she replied directly.

"You!" The head of the Alban family felt so angry that he could hardly breathe. He pointed at his daughter and roared, "How could I, with all my wisdom, have raised such a good-for-nothing like you!"

"Shortsighted and unambitious, has your brain been entirely developed in your body? If you want to become God's wife, you must help him when he is at his weakest and accompany him through all the hardships and dangers. Only then is there any possibility, instead of indulging in unrealistic fantasies and daydreaming here!"

His scolding and rebuke were basically the harshest words he could think of, and he wanted to use these words to provoke his good-for-nothing daughter so that she would accept the family's arrangement.

"Father, you either beat me to death today, or you can forget about me marrying that lowly gangster!"

"Slap!" A hard slap landed on her face.

She froze for a moment. This was the first time her father had ever hit her. Before this, no matter how strict her father was, he had never hit her.

“If you weren’t my daughter, I wouldn’t give such an opportunity to an idiot like you. She’s only 12 years old, yet she can create magical markings that I can’t even understand, and she can build a gang that can almost take over Roland City in just a few days.”

“A person like this is likely to become a hero in the future, or even a member of the Praise Society, while you, a short-sighted and unambitious fellow, are like this… cough cough cough…” He coughed, his face turning pale and then red.

Belle remained silent, only glaring venomously at her father.

"Whether you agree or not, this is the family's requirement, and it is also your fate as a noblewoman. You enjoy the privileged life provided by the family, so naturally you need to consider the family's interests."

After he finished speaking, his trusted aide entered and said, "Reporting to the master, all the other servants and maids in the room have been dealt with."

“The young lady is tired. Help her into the carriage, then hand the visiting card and formal letter to the leader of the Akatsuki organization for review, and invite him to meet with the head of the Alban family tomorrow,” the head of the Alban family said.

At the same time, he hesitated slightly before continuing, "Also, invite him to attend the Alban family's annual family festival a few days later, a grand event that the Hymn Society always has members attending."

"Yes, I understand." The confidant immediately took his leave.

"Father, I will hate you for the rest of my life..."

"Shut up!" The head of the Alban family rarely spoke much to his daughter who was so clueless about the situation. He even regretted having this daughter 14 years ago.

In fact, he no longer wanted this fool to go to the arranged marriage; he was afraid that his foolish daughter would mess things up.

There were quite a few women among his nephews, but perhaps out of selfishness, or perhaps because he wanted to make his foolish daughter face reality, he ultimately made this decision rashly.

Once you get married and start facing reality, you probably won't have this strange thought process anymore, right?

This is what he's thinking now.

……

Soon after, Xue Dinglu received a formal invitation and seal from the head of the Auburn family.

This time, it wasn't as casual as before. A special envoy delivered the invitation, and it was directly issued under the banner of the head of the Orben family. This was tantamount to announcing to the entire city of Roland that the Orben family supported the Akatsuki organization.

After all, the Akatsuki organization has not yet directly conflicted with the interests of the nobles. The Akatsuki organization has always killed gang members and those who directly bullied them. As for the nobles who are at a higher level, they have no concept of them.

Just like in ancient times, if someone was bullied by a bully, they would only hate the bully and at most his family. They would not know that the bully might be a distant relative of a eunuch in the palace, let alone hate the emperor.

According to Xue's Law, this world is even more closed and backward than in ancient times. Not to mention going to other cities, 99.9% of people live on only one street their whole lives and have never even been to other neighborhoods.

In such a society, the members of the Akatsuki organization were completely unaware that their real enemy was the nobility; they simply believed that once they had killed the gangsters, their lives would improve.

But this is for the best, as Xue's law still needs to rely on the Olben family to get closer to Mephisto.

"Reporting to the Chief, the eldest daughter of the patriarch, the eldest daughter of the Alban family, has already set off and is expected to arrive before tonight. After tonight, the patriarch invites you to a family banquet tomorrow, and you will also attend the sacrificial ceremony initiated by the Alban family a few days later." This person was very polite.

Like a professional diplomat, and despite Xue Dinglu's body being only 12 years old, he did not show any contempt, at least on the surface.

Xue Dinglu thought to himself, "This is the true taste of nobility, this familiar, pure taste of nobility!"

He nodded and replied, "I have witnessed the Orburn family's sincerity. From now on, I am willing to serve the family. As for that young lady..."

“The head of the family said that once you become a wife, you can do whatever you want. The Alban family doesn’t have that many rules and requirements.”