The wrong transmigrator assigned by the system

Seeing Lu Ming looking at them, the Dark Elves, the priests immediately realized what was happening. Suppressing their fear, they ordered the soldiers, "Find all the survivors, then burn this area with the prepared oil!"

"Yes!" Although they were terrified, the ordinary Dark Elf soldiers, emboldened by Lu Ming and the priests' presence, began searching for survivors in the area and started pouring kerosene into the slums isolated from the main city.

Ultimately, in this slum that had previously housed three or four thousand Dark Elf refugees, the soldiers found only a little over a hundred survivors, mostly children, with some elderly. The remaining Dark Elves had either been eaten or assimilated by the black mud monsters, becoming something similar to them...

"Have you checked every place?" The priests asked the soldiers as they stood outside the slums, where the Dark elves were no longer present.

“Yes, Your Excellency, we have searched every place. Apart from these 137 Dark Elves, all the other Dark Elves have been assimilated!”

Upon hearing this, the priests immediately said to Lu Ming, "Your Excellency, you may begin!"

"Oh!" Lu Ming smiled, walked step by step to the front of the slum, raised one hand, and stretched it out. As magic surged forth, a barrier instantly sealed the slum, which was full of mud monsters.

"Pathetic monsters! Turn to ashes in my rage!" she murmured softly. With a bang, flames burst into flames within the barrier, causing the monsters in the slums to scream in agony as they fled from the houses, only to be sealed away by the barrier in the raging fire.

Watching the Dark Elf, infected by the energy emanating from the Holy Spirit Stones that had been eroded by the Darkness, transform into a mud monster, constantly changing form in the flames, until finally, when the flames ignited by Lu Ming's magic turned azure blue, they were burned to ashes along with the slums.

As the magical power supply to the flames gradually ceased, they slowly extinguished. An opening appeared at the top of the crystal, blasting terrifying heat into the sky, eventually condensing into rain clouds and unleashing a torrential downpour that brought down the intense heat from the ground.

Standing in the rain, Lu Ming turned around and walked step by step toward the aristocratic district of the city.

"Let's go see what other tricks those nobles have up their sleeves!"

"Yes, Your Excellency." The priests followed Lu Ming closely, heading towards the noble district and taking away the elderly survivors with them.

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Standing in her mansion, Viscount Katzman Greil Cilicis watched the dazzling flames in the east of the city with great excitement. Mistakenly believing they were the start of a coup by refugees, she didn't wait for the flames to turn a deep blue before drawing the curtains and going to the meeting room.

"Sisters, today we have finally reclaimed our city! Today we will reclaim the glory of our ancestors!"

Upon hearing Viscount Katzman's inspiring words, the ambitious Dark Elf nobles in the conference room were immediately in high spirits, each clamoring to reclaim the city and the power that belonged to them.

However, at that moment, a series of knocks on the door startled them.

Soon, a servant ran over and said to Viscount Katzman, "Viscount, three priests from the Church of Shadows have arrived. They wish to see you."

"What!? What are they doing here?" Upon hearing this, Katzman and the other Dark Elf nobles were all shocked and hurriedly asked.

The servant looked at them with some fear, and after a long while, said, "They said they came to check on your copying of the magic book..."

Upon hearing this, Viscount Katzman couldn't help but sneer, saying, "These three fools are clearly about to die, yet they still want us to hand over our precious collections. They're utterly stupid!"

As she spoke, she ordered her servants to release the three priests, intending to drag them here and wait until the monsters the refugees had turned into devoured all the priests and priests in the Shadow Church's temples in the city before letting the three of them die in remorse!

However, when Chimzia and the other two priests entered the mansion, she and the other nobles found that things did not seem to be as they had thought.

The three priests, including Chimzia, all wore blessed pendants on their arms, made from modified arm armor-style holy staffs produced by the (Hunter) organization. They didn't seem to be there to check on the progress of copying the magic book; rather, they looked like they were there to kill these Dark Elves.

"Three priests, what are you doing all armed?" Perhaps out of guilt, Viscount Katzman questioned Chimzia and the other priests with a hint of fear, lacking the righteous indignation one might expect. This instilled fear in the other nobles, who worried that the three Chimzia women might see through their disguise.

"Viscount Cilicis, you're afraid of these things too?" Priestess Kazna walked up to Viscount Kazman with a grin and said, "This really surprised me! I thought you were the kind of Dark Elf who feared nothing for power! I didn't expect you to be afraid after all!"

"Your Excellency, what exactly do you want to say?" Viscount Kazman subconsciously took a step back, then looked at the smiling but treacherous Priestess Kazna with a wary expression, as if she were about to devour him.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask Viscount Cilicis and all the viscounts and barons, are you aware that those refugees are planning a coup to put another wave of Dark Elves in power?" Priestess Kazna chuckled as she reached out and gently stroked Viscount Kazman's face.

Upon hearing this, Viscount Kazman and the other Dark Elf nobles were immediately shocked and took a dozen steps back, pointing at Priest Kazna from a distance, and asked, "What do you mean?!"

"What do you mean? It means that everything you've done is under our control! Your so-called refugee coup was also suppressed by our priests and soldiers at this time. You have already lost!" Chimzia, who had been keeping a straight face, finally revealed a smile, but unfortunately, this smile appeared terrifying in the eyes of Viscount Katzman and the other Dark elves, and had no beauty whatsoever.

Of course, this is just their opinion...

Seeing that his scheme had been exposed, Viscount Katzman was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud, and the other nobles were also terrified.

But perhaps with a bit of wishful thinking, they chose to deny it to the death and instead questioned the three priestesses of Chimzia.

"Do you know what you're saying?! This is slander! I'm going to report your crimes to the Queen!"

"Is that so? But we did not slander you! Moreover, we now have physical evidence and witnesses that allow Her Majesty the Queen to execute you traitors who cooperated with the forces of the Deep!" The smiling priestess Kazna opened her ever-smiling eyes, looked coldly at the nobles with sharp eyes, and snorted.

Upon hearing this, the Dark Elf nobles were terrified and instinctively wanted to find weapons to fight back. But at that moment, Jamila suddenly burst in with more than twenty priests who were also wearing arm armor-style holy staffs, surrounding all the Dark Elf nobles.

"Didn't expect that, did you?! We actually prepared a trap a long time ago, just waiting for you to walk into it!" Jamilaya stood in front of Chimzia and the other priests, smiling sweetly at the nobles, and said.

Upon seeing that the high priestess Jamila was also present, Katzman and the other women immediately broke out in a cold sweat and dared not utter a word, lest they anger the capricious high priestess.

However, while they feared death, some Dark Elf elves were not. Among them was a Dark Elf noblewoman of high rank, a count. She coldly looked at Jamila, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Was that previous meeting something you deliberately arranged to make us think you were going to take action, so that we would foolishly begin this so-called coup?"

“Indeed! That meeting was convened precisely to ignite your lust for power, so that we could obtain evidence of your ulterior motives!” Jamila nodded slightly and cast an approving glance at the count.

However, the count suddenly laughed and clapped his hands. After a while, he said to all the Dark Elves, who were looking at him with suspicion, "This is not a trick that you clergymen could come up with. So it was those two counts from Miracaissa who came up with it! Sure enough, only nobles can perfectly solve our plan, while you clergymen are just a bunch of pitiful worms who need the help of other Dark Elves and humans!"

Upon hearing this, Chimzia and Jamila, the two priests and high priests of the Shadow Dragon King, were immediately enraged. They channeled their magic into the arm-armored holy staff, unleashing a shadow energy sword in an attempt to kill this damned count.

But before the two of them could make a move, the count took out a purplish-black gem, and with a cold smile activated it. Instantly, the powerful force within the gem turned her into a monster that looked like melted wax.

"Not good!" Upon seeing the Dark Elf Earl transform into a monster resembling melted wax, Jamila and the other girls were startled and hurriedly tried to use divine magic to control or destroy it.

The problem is that this thing is both smarter and faster than those black mud monsters. Before they could do anything, it swallowed Viscount Katzman whole, ate him alive, and melted him into its own body.

Upon seeing this, Jamila immediately shouted to Chimzia and the priests present, "All Dark Elves, use divine magic to blast this monster to death! We must not let it escape!!"

"Yes!" the priests responded in unison, and then began chanting, preparing to use divine magic to blast the monster to death.

Perhaps knowing it was going to be in trouble, the monster thought it was better to take someone down with it than to die like that!

Although it immediately and without hesitation pounced on Jamilaia after the priests began chanting and casting spells, intending to use the high priest who was chanting as a shield for it.

However, while its plan was well-intentioned, it overlooked one crucial detail.

Before the monster could pounce on Jamila, a crystal barrier suddenly appeared, trapping the monster inside and preventing it from escaping.

And so, this monster died before it could even begin, blasted to death by the priests and officials with divine magic within the crystal barrier!

"It seems that the infiltration of the Dark forces into your area is no less than that into the Aifa region!"

Chapter Sixteen - The Interweaving of Light and Shadow

Four days after all the rebellious nobles in Gulveig were arrested, the capital of the Dark Elf Empire dispatched a new group of nobles to Gulveig. Some of these Dark Elf nobles were there to replace the treacherous ones, while others were there to escort the former nobles back to the capital and execute them in public as a warning to others.

Perhaps because they were related by blood or something, when the rebellious nobles were taken away, the nobles in charge of taking them away treated them as if they were their own friends, even though they would be executed immediately upon returning to the capital!

Watching the nobles who had participated in the rebellion walk one by one into the magic circle at the teleportation station and be teleported away, Jamila frowned, pondering whether they would truly be executed. However, whether it was true or not was of little concern to her; the only Dark Elf she needed to worry about was Chimchia and her two companions. After all, she would soon be returning to Hyperion and wouldn't need to think about Darkea anymore.

“Those new nobles are strange. I think we should be careful.” At this moment, Lu Ming suddenly walked over and said to her.

Because the promised payment from the Dark Elf royal family and nobles hadn't been fully made, Lu Ming and Lothric couldn't return to Mirakaisar for the time being. Otherwise, given the Dark Elf nobles' temperament, they would likely renege on their promise regarding the copies of the spellbooks. But just now, the nobles from Loki City, the imperial capital of Dark Elf, had very willingly handed over copies of spellbooks to Lu Ming and Lothric, as if they didn't care about the items at all. This made Lu Ming suspicious. These greedy nobles were unlikely to change their ways, a fact he, being a member of the nobility himself, naturally understood.

Therefore, the unusual behavior of the Dark Elf nobles aroused some suspicion. Moreover, the nobles were being overly enthusiastic towards him and Lothric, which was quite annoying to him.

Perhaps reminded by Lu Ming, Jamila also noticed that the new nobles who had replaced the original nobles were too enthusiastic towards him, Lothric, and the priests and clergy of the Church of Shadows, as if they had some ulterior motive, which made them somewhat suspicious of their purpose.

At this point, they had no evidence and did not know their purpose, so they could not draw any conclusions. They could only be as careful as possible to avoid falling into any trap.

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In the afternoon, Lu Ming studied magic in his temporary residence.

Suddenly, the mansion gate was knocked on by someone or a Dark Elf.

Lu Ming assumed it was some Dark Elf who had come to see him about something, so he opened the door, only to be surprised to see a young bishop wearing the robes of the Church of Light.

"you are?"

"My name is Arcodius Enplow, and I am the younger brother of Archbishop Enplow," the young bishop introduced himself to Lu Ming with a very calm smile.

"Please come in!" Upon hearing this, Lu Ming immediately led Akodes into the mansion, invited him to sit on the sofa, and poured him a cup of tea.

Arcodis took the tea offered by Lu Ming, took a small sip, and then said, "I came to Darkea this time because the Queen of Darkea invited our Church of Light to build a church in the city of Gulveig. After a meeting within the church, His Holiness the Pope decided to accept the Queen of the Darkea Empire's invitation and appointed me, a priest who was previously just a high priest, as the bishop residing here."

Upon hearing what Akodis said, a whole host of possibilities immediately popped into Lu Ming's mind, but none of them were good.

So he frowned and asked Akodes, "Do you know what you're going to encounter here?"

“I knew I was going to die, that’s why I came to you for help,” was the reply from Akodes.

"..."

Just as Arcodis said, if he actually started building a church belonging to the Church of Light, he would be doomed!

Due to the rebellion of the priests of the Poison God and the Spider Queen, Darkea now primarily worships the Shadow Dragon King, a deity who dislikes the sun. The Church of the God of Light, however, is a place where even on rainy days, a ray of sunlight breaks through the clouds. Therefore, the day the church is completed will be the day the Church of Light and the Church of Shadow begin their war. Given the number of believers in the city, the Church of Shadow will have an overwhelming advantage, while the Church of Light will be completely suppressed. It's likely that everyone in the church will die, and the peace agreement recently signed between the two churches will become a worthless piece of paper!

Therefore, Lu Ming is currently in a real predicament.

But soon, something even more troublesome happened.

"Earl Lu Ming, are you home?" Suddenly, the door of the mansion was knocked on again, accompanied by a clear, girlish voice.

Knowing that Lu Ming had a good relationship with the Shadow Church, Akdis knew that the person outside the door was likely a priest or priest of the Shadow Church. So, while Lu Ming went to open the door, Akdis took his teacup and hid in the storage room.

"Priest Chimzia? What's wrong? You look so anxious." Lu Ming, unaware that Akitis had already hidden himself, opened the door and saw the usually arrogant Chimzia standing anxiously outside the mansion. He couldn't help but ask, somewhat puzzled.

"I need your help, and please forgive my previous foolishness!" Priest Chimzia did not answer Lu Ming's question, but instead did a 720-degree turn and knelt down to beg for forgiveness, making the new nobles and their servants on the street outside think that something had happened!

Seeing that the nobles and their servants were looking at him with strange eyes, Lu Ming hurriedly pulled the troublesome priest Chimzia into the mansion and closed the gate.

"Do you know how much trouble this is causing me?" After closing the mansion gate, Lu Ming looked at Chimzia, who had an expression of expectation for forgiveness, and asked somewhat angrily.

"I'll apologize however you want, as long as you help me! As long as you help me..."

Seeing that Chimzia was still talking to herself, Lu Ming sighed slightly, then led her into the living room, had her sit down, and poured her a cup of tea. Only then did Lu Ming realize that Akdis was missing, which puzzled him slightly.

After handing the tea to Chimzia, Lu Ming sat down on the sofa opposite her and asked, "What difficulties have you encountered?"

Like Akodes who had come to him for help before, Chimzia took a sip of tea to calm his nerves before speaking.

She took a deep breath and continued, "A few days ago, your Queen Miracaissa invited our Shadow Church to build a temple there. I don't know what the Pope was thinking, but she actually wanted to send me..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming paused for a moment, then asked, "Where?"

"Mithra, the city of the Duchy of Duat".

"..." After hearing Chimzia's answer, Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh, looking at her with pity, and asked, "Do you know your current situation?"

“I am already a dead Dark Elf…” The Duchy of Duat is the birthplace of the Church of Light, and Mitra City is one of the two cities that the Church of Light has the only right to govern. Therefore, Chimzia understands very well that when she finishes building the temple and makes the sky over the city perpetually filled with dark clouds, she will be torn to pieces by the believers of the Church of Light!

"What's wrong with these two empresses?!" Looking at Chimzia, who was almost crying, Lu Ming couldn't help but complain, then shouted towards the storage room, "Kid, come out!"

Upon hearing this, Chimzia looked over in confusion, only to see the door to the storage room open by itself, and a bishop from the Church of Light walked out.

"you are?"

“My name is Arctis Empro, and like you, I came to build the church at the Queen’s invitation.”

"Then you are too..."

"A dead man..."