The title of Southern Border Subordinate Squad Leader of the Royal Guards might sound like a minor rank, but Zhang Wen knew better. If this position were to be put on the political stage of the Empire, those aristocratic families with centuries or even millennia of heritage would surely fight tooth and nail for it.
If this were another army—even the Holy Roman Legion, a renowned military force celebrated throughout the Empire—dispatching a small unit outside its jurisdiction would likely result in nothing but trouble. Yet the Royal Guards were entirely different!
Those six resounding words—”Royal Guards”—determined the unit’s status within the Empire. They were the Emperor’s personal guards, the very face of the Emperor himself! There was not a single imperial official who dared to show them disrespect.
As Zhang Wen knew, the Royal Guards were practically the equivalent of the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty. The only difference was that the Royal Guards lacked the Jinyiwei’s authority to monitor and investigate officials.
Didn’t the Governor of Fira Planet, Karajan, have to carefully plaster a smile on his face while dealing with William, despite being a powerful planetary governor himself?
On the other hand, the Royal Guards were stationed around the Imperial Capital, rarely ever leaving. Even for a major mission like capturing the Black Viscount, they had only briefly swept through the Southern Border before immediately turning back to the Capital the moment the mission ended, not even waiting for the ship transporting the Black Viscount.
The Southern Border Direct Division Commander of the Royal Guard Corps might sound like a trivial title, but Zhang Wen knew all too well that once this position was brought to the imperial court, the century-old and millennium-old aristocratic families of the empire would likely fight tooth and nail for it!
If it were any other military unit—even a renowned one like the Shenluo Corps—dispatching such a small team outside their jurisdiction would probably lead to trouble. However, the Royal Guard Corps was entirely different!
The six resounding words, “Royal Guard Corps,” determined the corps’ status within the empire. They were the imperial guards, the face of the emperor! No imperial official would dare show disrespect to the Royal Guard Corps.
As far as Zhang Wen knew, the Royal Guard Corps in the empire was almost equivalent to the Ming Dynasty’s Embroidered Uniform Guard! The only difference was that the Royal Guard Corps didn’t have the authority to oversee officials like the Embroidered Uniform Guard did.
Remember how, on the planet Fira, Governor Karajan, a regional overlord and planetary governor, had to tread carefully and put on a polite smile in front of William?
On the other hand, the Royal Guard Corps guarded the imperial capital and rarely left. Even for a significant mission like capturing the Black Viscount, they only made a brief appearance in the Southern Border. As soon as the mission ended, they immediately turned back to the capital, not even waiting for the ship transporting the Black Viscount to accompany them.
In other words, the Southern Border Direct Division of the Royal Guard Corps was beyond the jurisdiction of local officials in the Southern Border, and those officials wouldn’t dare to interfere. The only ones who could command this team were located several star systems away in the imperial capital! The team’s captain essentially served as the Royal Guard Corps’ plenipotentiary representative in the Southern Border. The weight of this position was self-evident!
However, Zhang Wen saw things clearly. The notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII suddenly offering such an enticing position wasn’t to reward his past achievements. Behind this “big pie” likely lay a life-threatening challenge.
After General William offered Zhang Wen the position, Lelia had been closely observing his reaction. But she soon noticed that Zhang Wen wasn’t as excited as she had imagined. In fact, his expression even showed a hint of wariness.
A flicker of surprise passed through Lelia’s eyes, but she quickly smiled.
“Teacher Zhang Wen, you’re such a strange person.”
“Strange?” Lelia’s smile remained radiant and beautiful, but Zhang Wen couldn’t help feeling a sense of discomfort rising from within.
“Yes, strange. Very, very strange.” Lelia examined Zhang Wen with the kind of interest one might have when appraising a rare antique. “After seven years as a deputy in the Royal Guard Corps, I consider myself quite experienced. I’ve dealt with all sorts of people—noble, fallen, clever, crude… But someone as strange as you, Teacher Zhang Wen, I’ve never met before.”
“Oh?” Zhang Wen frowned, unsure what Lelia was getting at.
“Do you think I’m exaggerating? But that’s the truth.” Lelia chuckled. “Everyone I’ve met before, regardless of their background or status, had one thing in common: desire. They all wanted something. But you’re completely different.”
Lelia pointed a finger directly at Zhang Wen without hesitation.
“With your abilities, you could easily achieve a much higher status. Yet you choose to stay at the Almythius Academy as an obscure physical arts teacher. On Fira, you went to great lengths to fight the Black Viscount and Reika, but when we took the Black Viscount away, you didn’t seem to care at all. I thought you were just biding your time, hoping to one day restore the glory of the Ruby Scepter. But now it seems that’s not the case. Money, honor, women, power… You have no interest in any of these.”
“Is there something wrong with being desireless?” Zhang Wen was displeased with Lelia’s tone.
“Desireless?” Lelia let out a light laugh. “Those words are for people who already have everything! What about you? You’ve lost everything, and your best brother died because of you. What right do you have to say that? Someone who has nothing yet lacks ambition isn’t desireless.”
At this point, Lelia paused and gave Zhang Wen a disdainful glance.
“…Just a walking corpse, that’s all…”
The moment Lelia uttered those last words, Zhang Wen forcefully pinned her back into the chair. Often, anger overrides reason.
Even though Zhang Wen knew that Lelia’s words were just a provocation, he couldn’t control the surge of anger. Lelia had inadvertently struck a nerve.
Memories that Zhang Wen had deliberately buried since arriving in the Mosuo Empire were suddenly brought back to the surface by Lelia’s words.
“What? Angry? Did I hit a nerve?” Lelia, pinned to the chair by Zhang Wen, showed no fear. Instead, she smiled as if amused.
“If I’m a walking corpse, then what are you? The chief deputy of the Royal Guard Corps—what a grand title. Too bad you’re just a man’s plaything, aren’t you?” Stung by Lelia’s words, Zhang Wen retorted coldly.
Like the armies of any nation or region, the empire’s military was a man’s domain. The strict hierarchy left women serving as deputies in the military with little power to refuse any orders from their superiors.
Except for a few women from aristocratic families or those with extraordinary abilities, most female deputies in the military met the same fate—either becoming their superior’s lover or living in obscurity until the end of their days.
The Royal Guard Corps was no exception.
The title of “Royal Guard Corps Deputy” made these women highly sought after by the capital’s nobility. Having a female deputy from the Royal Guard Corps as a lover was considered quite a prestigious achievement among the capital’s elite circles.
Thus, while men serving in the Royal Guard Corps enjoyed greater honor than any other imperial soldiers, women serving as deputies often faced a more tragic fate. In the capital, there were far too many people who could dominate these deputies, and they had plenty of means to make these women submit.
Lelia wasn’t provoked.
“You’re right. In the eyes of the capital’s noble families, even the chief deputy of the Royal Guard Corps is just a plaything. But I’m different from you. I don’t want to remain a plaything forever, so I came to the Southern Border.” Lelia looked directly at Zhang Wen, unashamedly revealing her ambition and the pride that seemed to emanate from her very soul.
“So, you’ve dragged me into this again? That conscription order—it was your suggestion to William, wasn’t it?” Even in his anger, Zhang Wen’s mind was still sharp.
“It was my suggestion.” Lelia admitted without hesitation.
“Good, very good. Including this time, you’ve used me three times now.” Zhang Wen, at the peak of his anger, actually laughed. “You said I’m not fit to be desireless, didn’t you? Then what price are you willing to pay for using me repeatedly?” Zhang Wen’s body pressed tightly against Lelia’s, their faces barely half a foot apart.
“Hey!” Zhang Wen’s aggressive move didn’t intimidate Lelia in the slightest. She sneered, her breath brushing against Zhang Wen’s face. “If you’ve got the guts, you can have whatever you want! Hmm…”
Perhaps influenced by the Spring Water Technique, or perhaps truly provoked by Lelia’s blatant taunts, Zhang Wen stared at Lelia’s strikingly beautiful face—so different from when they first met—and suddenly kissed her forcefully.
Lelia struggled fiercely, her fists raining down on Zhang Wen’s body as if trying to break free. But Zhang Wen, disregarding everything, held onto Lelia’s slender legs tightly, pinning her to the wicker chair and savoring the soft lips of this beautiful deputy.
After what felt like an eternity, when Zhang Wen was almost out of breath, he finally released Lelia, panting heavily as he locked eyes with her. Lelia, also gasping for air, wore a teasing smile on her face.
“Zhang Wen, you really are strange. All the men I’ve met are all talk and no action. You have the guts, but you lack a heart.”
“Enough with the nonsense. Hand over the conscription order.” Zhang Wen let go of Lelia and stood up.
“Changed your mind?”
“Does it matter if I’ve changed my mind or not?” Zhang Wen pulled Lelia up as well. “The conscription order is personally signed by the emperor. Do you really think you can make him take it back?”
“I don’t have the power to make the emperor revoke the conscription order, but I can manage to change its recipient. Joining the Royal Guard Corps is something many minor nobles in the empire would beg for! Also, I need to warn you beforehand. This mission is extremely dangerous. If you’re not fully committed, it’s better not to get involved.” Lelia’s face was full of mockery.
“Stop playing these little games with me. Once I decide to do something, I never go back on it.”
Zhang Wen’s resolute tone caught Lelia off guard. The mockery on her face quickly faded, and her voice softened.
“Why the sudden change of heart?”
“Because of you.” Zhang Wen glanced at Lelia with a smile. “It’s rare to find a kindred spirit in life. Especially when that kindred spirit is also a beauty. I don’t want to watch you walk to your death.”
Lelia was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter like a blooming rose. “I see. Well then, I look forward to seeing the captain’s schemes work wonders once again.”
“Hmm?” The word “schemes” in Lelia’s sentence made Zhang Wen pause.
Originally, Zhang Wen thought Lelia had sought him out for cooperation because she valued his ability to take on the Black Viscount and Reika single-handedly. But now, it seemed that wasn’t the case.
Schemes? What kind of person did Lelia think he was? Zhang Wen sighed inwardly.
“Is there something wrong?” Lelia looked at Zhang Wen curiously.
“Nothing. But don’t get too excited. Agreeing to help you is one thing; you using me repeatedly is another. How are we going to settle this debt?” Zhang Wen shook his head and suddenly asked.
“Teacher Zhang Wen, didn’t you read the conscription order at all?” As if she had anticipated this question, Lelia answered calmly. “Besides your position, there’s a clause about me in that conscription order. Once the mission I brought is completed, I’ll be officially transferred from the Royal Guard Corps headquarters to the Southern Border Division as the deputy commander, and I’ll also serve as your deputy.”
“Oh! So, after completing this mission, you’ll leave the capital and go from being a plaything fought over by many to my exclusive plaything?” The mockery in Zhang Wen’s eyes was unclear—whether it was self-mockery or directed at Lelia.
“You could say that. But don’t forget, my main role will still be as the deputy commander.” Lelia smiled. “Once I find a suitable candidate, I’ll have someone else take over the deputy’s position.”
“Are you trying to tell me that if I want to do something to you, I’d better do it before you find someone else to be the deputy?” Zhang Wen’s lips gradually curled into a smirk.
“If you insist on interpreting it that way, I have nothing to say.” Lelia crossed her arms, smiling faintly.
“Tch!” Zhang Wen turned away in disinterest. “Alright… let’s not talk about that for now. You still haven’t answered my earlier question. Deputy Lelia, why are you on this ship?”
“It’s because of the Black Viscount!” Lelia answered without hesitation.
“The Black Viscount? Didn’t our emperor invite him to the capital as a ‘guest’? Could he really cause trouble in the capital?” Zhang Wen scoffed.
“No, if he were in the capital, he wouldn’t be able to cause trouble. Unfortunately, the Black Viscount never made it to the capital. On the way to the capital star, the fleet transporting him was attacked. Three of the latest Ruiyi-class high-speed cruisers were destroyed before they could even send out a distress signal. It was only two days ago that the empire, through information provided by another imperial travel ship, discovered the wreckage of the three ships.”
“Oh? What about the Black Viscount?” Zhang Wen frowned and immediately pressed for more details.
With the three cruisers destroyed, the Black Viscount’s fate became the key to the situation. If he had died along with the cruisers, this would be a simple case of silencing a witness. But if he was still alive, things would become much more complicated.
“He escaped. That’s according to the records from the ship transporting him.” As she spoke, Lelia pulled out a communication stone from somewhere on her person and infused it with a bit of psychic energy.
The metal piece lit up again, projecting a somewhat blurry image in the air. At the center of the image was a man wearing a Federation military uniform. His face was somewhat indistinct, but the two scars running from the corners of his eyes to the corners of his mouth were unforgettable.
However, Zhang Wen was fully aware in his heart that King Senal XIII, known for his stinginess, suddenly throwing out such an enticing pie was certainly not a reward for his past contributions. Behind this tempting offer likely lay a massive trouble that could cost him his life.
After finishing the explanation of the position offered to Zhang Wen by General William, Liliya had been closely observing Zhang Wen’s reaction. However, she quickly noticed that Zhang Wen did not show the kind of excitement she had expected. In fact, his expression carried a hint of caution.
Liliya’s eyes flickered with surprise again, but she quickly smiled.
“Mr. Zhang, you really are a strange person.”
“Strange?” Liliya’s smile remained radiant and beautiful, but for some reason, Zhang Wen felt an uncomfortable sensation rising from deep within his heart.
“Exactly, strange. Extremely strange.” Liliya gazed at Zhang Wen with the kind of interest usually reserved for rare antiques. “After serving seven years as a deputy officer in the Royal Guards, I flatter myself that I’ve seen a lot and dealt with all sorts of people—noble, destitute, clever, and crude… But someone as strange as you, Mr. Zhang, I’ve never encountered before.”
“Oh?” Zhang Wen furrowed his brow, unsure what trick Liliya was playing now.
“Haha, you think I’m exaggerating? But that’s exactly how it is,” Liliya laughed. “Everyone I’ve met, regardless of background or status, has one thing in common: desire. Everyone has something they want. But you’re completely different.”
Liliya extended one finger and pointed at Zhang Wen without hesitation.
“With your abilities, you could easily attain a much higher position, yet you prefer to stay hidden in Almishus Academy, working as an obscure physical combat instructor. On Fira Planet, you went through great effort fighting the Black Viscount and Leika, yet you didn’t care at all when we took the Black Viscount away. At first, I thought you were just biding your time, hoping to restore the glory of the Ruby Scepter one day. But now it seems that’s not the case. Money, honor, women, power… you have no interest in any of them.”
“What’s wrong with being free from desires?” Zhang Wen felt increasingly uncomfortable with Liliya’s tone.
“Free from desires?” Liliya chuckled. “That phrase is only appropriate for those who already have everything! What about you? You’ve lost everything, and your best friend died because of you. What right do you have to say that? Someone who has nothing yet possesses no ambition is not ‘free from desires’ at all.”
At this point, Liliya paused, casting a contemptuous glance at Zhang Wen.
“…He’s nothing but a walking corpse…”
The moment Liliya uttered the last half of that sentence, she was once again forcefully pinned down onto the chair by Zhang Wen. Often, a person’s anger cannot be controlled by reason.
Even though Zhang Wen clearly understood that Liliya’s words were merely a provocation tactic, he still couldn’t suppress the surge of rage. Because Liliya had unintentionally struck a nerve.
Those memories that he had deliberately pushed to the back of his mind since arriving in the Meso Empire, thinking he had already forgotten, had been reopened by Liliya’s words, tearing off the scabs.
“What? Are you angry? Did I hit the mark?” Liliya showed no fear as Zhang Wen pushed her down onto the long chair, instead smiling happily.
“If I’m a walking corpse, then what are you? Chief Deputy of the Royal Guards—what a prestigious title. But unfortunately, aren’t you still just a man’s toy?” Zhang Wen, stung by her words, shot back coldly.
Just like any other nation or region, the Empire’s military was a man’s domain. The strict hierarchical system left female officers serving as aides in the military powerless to refuse any command from their superiors.
Except for the rare few who came from aristocratic families or possessed truly formidable strength, the fate of most female aides in the military was the same—either becoming the lovers of their commanding officers or living out their lives in obscurity and discontent.
The Royal Guards were no exception.
The title of “Royal Guards Deputy” made them highly sought after by the nobles in the Imperial Capital. Being able to have a female deputy from the Royal Guards as a lover was considered a great honor among the noble circles in the Capital.
Therefore, men serving in the Royal Guards enjoyed more prestige than any other soldiers in the Empire. But women serving as deputies in the Royal Guards often suffered even more than their counterparts in other units. In the Capital, there were far too many people who could dominate these female deputies, and they had no shortage of means to force these women into submission.
Liliya didn’t get angry.
“You’re right. Even the Chief Deputy of the Royal Guards is nothing more than a toy in the eyes of the aristocratic families in the Capital. But I’m different from you. I don’t want to remain a toy forever, so I came to the Southern Border.” Liliya stared directly at Zhang Wen, openly revealing her ambition and the pride that seemed to radiate from her very soul.
“So, am I being dragged into this again? That conscription order—you suggested it to William, didn’t you?” Even in his state of anger, Zhang Wen’s mind was still working.
“It was my suggestion,” Liliya admitted without hesitation.
“Fine, very well. If this makes the third time you’ve used me, then so be it.” Zhang Wen, now filled with extreme anger, began to laugh. “You said I’m not worthy of being free from desires. So now that you’ve used me again, what price do you plan to pay?”
Zhang Wen’s body pressed tightly against Liliya’s, their faces barely half a foot apart.
“Hmph!” Despite Zhang Wen’s aggressive move, Liliya still showed no sign of yielding. She sneered, blowing her breath onto his face. “If you’ve got the guts, you can take whatever you want! Mmm…”
Perhaps influenced by the Spring Water Technique, or truly provoked by Liliya’s brazen taunts, Zhang Wen stared at Liliya’s beautiful face—so different from when they first met—and suddenly kissed her fiercely.
Liliya struggled desperately, her fists pounding on Zhang Wen like raindrops, seemingly trying to break free. But Zhang Wen, disregarding everything, tightly embraced her slender legs, pinning her onto the wicker chair, passionately tasting the soft lips of this beautiful deputy.
It was a long while before Zhang Wen finally released Liliya, panting heavily as he stared into her eyes. Liliya, too, was breathing heavily, but her face still bore a mocking smile.
“Zhang Wen, you really are strange. All the men I’ve met are the same—full of desire but lacking courage. You have courage, but no heart.”
“Enough talk. Hand me the conscription order.”
Zhang Wen released Liliya and stood up.
“Have you made up your mind?”
“What difference does it make whether I’ve made up my mind or not?” Zhang Wen pulled Liliya up. “Do you really think the Emperor will rescind the conscription order he personally signed?”
“I don’t have the power to make the Emperor rescind the order, but I can manage to change the name on it if I try hard enough. Joining the Imperial Royal Guards is a privilege that many minor nobles would cry for! Also, I should warn you in advance. This mission is extremely dangerous. If you haven’t made up your mind, you’d better not get involved.”
“Don’t play these little games with me. Once I decide to do something, I never go back on it.”
Zhang Wen’s decisive tone startled Liliya. Her mocking expression quickly vanished, and her voice softened.
“Why did you suddenly change your mind?”
“Because of you.” Zhang Wen gave Liliya a playful glance. “It’s rare to find a true friend in life. And even rarer when that friend is also a beauty. I don’t want to see you risking your life.”
Liliya was taken aback again, then smiled like a blooming rose. “I understand. Then, I look forward to seeing the brilliance of my captain’s schemes once again.”
“Hmm?” The phrase “schemes” in Liliya’s words made Zhang Wen pause.
Originally, Zhang Wen had thought Liliya had come all the way here to recruit him because she recognized his combat abilities in fighting against two high-level opponents, the Black Viscount and Leika. But now it seemed that wasn’t the case.
Schemes? What exactly did Liliya think of him? Zhang Wen sighed inwardly.
“Is there something wrong?” Liliya looked at Zhang Wen with curiosity.
“Nothing. But don’t get too excited. I agreed to help you with one thing, but you’ve used me multiple times. How do we settle this score?” Zhang Wen shook his head and suddenly asked.
“Didn’t Mr. Zhang even look at the conscription order?” As if she had anticipated Zhang Wen’s question, Liliya calmly replied. “Besides your position, the conscription order also includes a clause about me. Once this mission I brought is completed, I will officially transfer out of the Royal Guards headquarters and join the Southern Border Squad as deputy captain, while also serving as your aide.”
“Oh! So you’re saying that after completing this mission, you’ll leave the Capital, transforming from a toy fought over by many into my exclusive toy?” Zhang Wen’s eyes carried a hint of mockery, whether self-directed or aimed at Liliya was unclear.
“One could say that. But don’t forget, my main role is still that of deputy captain.” Liliya smiled. “Once a suitable replacement is found, I’ll have someone else take over the role of aide.”
“So you’re telling me that if I want to do anything to you, I’d better do it before you find someone else to be your aide?” Zhang Wen’s lips gradually curved upward.
“If you insist on interpreting it that way, I have nothing to say.” Liliya crossed her arms, smiling faintly.
“Tsk!” Zhang Wen turned his head away in disinterest. “Alright… Let’s set that aside for now. You haven’t answered my previous question. Deputy Liliya, why are you on this ship?”
“It’s because of the Black Viscount!” Liliya answered without hesitation.
“The Black Viscount? Isn’t he already a ‘guest’ in the Imperial Capital at the Emperor’s invitation? Do you mean he can still cause trouble there?” Zhang Wen scoffed.
“No, if he were in the Capital, he certainly couldn’t cause any trouble. Unfortunately, the Black Viscount never made it to the Capital. On the way to transporting him there, the fleet responsible for his escort was attacked. Three of the latest Ruiyi-class high-speed cruisers were completely destroyed before they could even send out a distress signal. The Empire only found out about the wreckage two days ago through intelligence provided by another civilian spacecraft.”
“Oh? And what about the Black Viscount?” Zhang Wen furrowed his brows and immediately asked.
The fate of the Black Viscount was the key to determining the nature of the incident. If the Black Viscount had died along with the cruisers, it would be a simple case of murder to silence him. But if he was still alive, the situation became far more complicated.
“He escaped. This is the record from the warship that was escorting the Black Viscount.” As Liliya spoke, she pulled out a communication stone from somewhere on her person and injected some mental energy into it.
The metal plate glowed again, projecting an image into the air—somewhat blurry, but visible enough. In the center of the image was a man in a Federation-standard military uniform. His face was a bit unclear in the image, but the two scars running from the corners of his eyes down to his mouth were unmistakable.
“This is the man who infiltrated the warship transporting the Black Viscount, slaughtered all the crew, and rescued him,” Liria said slowly and clearly to Zhang Wen.
In the heart of the Empire, rescuing a high-profile prisoner escorted by three imperial warships—accomplishing this task was nearly as difficult as capturing an administrative planet on the Empire’s outer rim!
How had he managed to slip past the border defenses unnoticed in such a massive warship and sneak into the core of the Empire? If the same method were used, wouldn’t it be possible to sneak in dozens or even hundreds of warships?
Just imagining the location where the Black Viscount was rescued and picturing the horrifying scene of dozens of Federation super-battlecruisers suddenly appearing like ghosts in the orbit of the Imperial Capital planet, Zhang Wen immediately understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senal XIII had gritted his teeth and offered such a massive reward this time.
When Liria mentioned the title “Southern Border Deputy Commander,” Zhang Wen had already known he was facing a serious problem. But he hadn’t expected it to be this big—big enough to tear a hole in the heavens themselves!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked gravely, carefully examining the image of the person before turning back to Liria.
“Of course,” Liria nodded solemnly. “He’s Gao Long, an ultra-tier powerhouse wanted by the Empire, the Alliance, and the Federation. His nickname is ‘The Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s list of dangerous individuals, Gao Long ranks even higher than the Terror Queen Leika. Both the Federation and the Empire have placed a combined bounty of 17 billion Imperial Marks on his head—just for his skull.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More trouble than you can imagine,” Liria continued. “Gao Long was originally the leader of a covert intelligence organization on a neutral planet at the border between the Empire’s Southern Border and the Federation in the Karl System. Later, for unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killing sixteen of his subordinates before escaping from the Federation. He had undergone extensive training in the Federation and knows our three factions’ intelligence operations inside and out. He’s also extremely cunning and cold-blooded.”
“Compared to Gao Long, even Leika seems almost reasonable. Gao Long is a completely unpredictable madman. He once wiped out an entire planet’s population just because he thought it was amusing! Two years ago, the Alliance and the Federation jointly launched a manhunt for him, but he escaped after killing more than 150 agents. Since then, Gao Long has vanished without a trace—until just a few days ago, when he suddenly reappeared aboard an Imperial warship and rescued the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous madman.”
“The biggest issue, though, is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the Federation, he was already an ultra-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, he’s likely now reached the level of a realm ruler.”
“The Killing Machine and the Deathbringer… with these two working together, no wonder even Emperor Senal XIII is willing to loosen his purse strings.”
“Hehe!” Zhang Wen’s remark made Liria chuckle. “The one with a headache isn’t just the Emperor. You, specifically, are one of the Black Viscount’s targets,” Liria said with a smile that somehow made Zhang Wen feel she was secretly enjoying his predicament.
“What an honor,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount really only wanted my life, General William and our Emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If it were just about killing you, Gao Long alone would be more than enough,” Liria said bluntly, showing no respect to her new superior officer. “Don’t even mention killing one or two people—either of them could destroy an entire planet if they wanted. With both of them working together, their goal certainly isn’t just a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Border.”
“The entire Southern Border? Their appetite is quite big,” Zhang Wen smirked.
“I’m not joking,” Liria said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Border Ruler, Krassus, has been ‘missing’ for a full year. The position of Southern Border Ruler has been vacant for a year as well. The various underground factions in the Southern Border have already been itching to move. All the Black Viscount needs to do is give a slight push from behind, and the Southern Border will descend into chaos on its own.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened thoughtfully, occasionally showing signs of contemplation.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Border isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply creating chaos there wouldn’t benefit him at all. His real goal is to control the Southern Border. And the first step toward achieving that goal is to seize control of the Southern Border Ruler’s position.”
Liria extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it tightly.
“You mean the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the title of Southern Border Ruler?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this conclusion.
“This is the man who infiltrated the warship transporting the Black Viscount, killed all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lilia said to Zhang Wen, enunciating each word clearly.
In the heart of the empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three imperial warships—the difficulty of achieving such a goal is almost comparable to capturing an administrative planet on the empire’s periphery! How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the empire’s core? If the same method were used, could dozens, even hundreds of warships sneak in as well?!
Just thinking about the location where the Black Viscount was rescued and imagining the scene of a hundred federal super battleships suddenly appearing in the orbit of the imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII would grit his teeth and offer such a massive reward this time!
When Lilia mentioned the position of “Southern Border Squad Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a major headache. But he hadn’t expected the problem to be this enormous—big enough to punch a hole in the sky!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked Lilia with a grave expression, carefully examining the image of the person in question.
“Of course,” Lilia nodded solemnly. “Super-tier powerhouse Gao Long, a high-profile criminal wanted by the empire, the alliance, and the federation, known by the alias ‘Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gao Long ranks even higher than the Terror Queen, Leka. The federation and the empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion imperial shields for Gao Long’s head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lilia continued. “Gao Long was originally the leader of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Carl Star System, located at the border between the empire’s southern region and the federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killing sixteen of his subordinates before fleeing the federation. Gao Long had undergone extensive training in the federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of the intelligence agencies of our three major powers. He’s also cunning and cold-blooded.”
“Compared to Gao Long, Leka seems like a reasonable person. Gao Long is a complete lunatic who acts on a whim. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet just because he thought it would be fun! Two years ago, the alliance and the federation launched a joint manhunt for him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gao Long disappeared until a few days ago when he showed up on an imperial warship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous madman.”
“The biggest issue is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, he’s likely now at the level of a regional overlord.”
“The Killing Machine and the Death God… With these two joining forces, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII is being generous this time.”
“Haha!” Lilia chuckled at Zhang Wen’s remark. “It’s not just His Majesty who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you’ve been specifically named.” The smile on Lilia’s face made Zhang Wen feel as though she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount really only wanted my life, General William and our emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If they just wanted to deal with you, Gao Long alone would be enough,” Lilia said bluntly, showing no respect for her new superior. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gao Long could do that on their own. When these two join forces, their goal is certainly not just to take a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Border.”
“The entire Southern Border? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen said with a slight smirk.
“I’m not joking,” Lilia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Border Overlord, Crassus, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Border Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Border have been restless, and all the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Border will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lilia’s explanation, occasionally showing signs of deep thought.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Border isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the region into disorder doesn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Border. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Border Overlord position.” Lilia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this idea.
“No. If Gao Long became the Southern Border Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lilia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Border Overlord itself holds no inherent value. Its true worth lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Like the former Southern Border Overlord, Crassus, or the once-famous Ruby Serpent. The strongest individual combined with the strongest force creates the greatest deterrent. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Border would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount doesn’t plan to participate but to oversee the competition for the Southern Border Overlord, then bring the final victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lilia’s meaning, but it still left him utterly shocked.
From the example of the former Southern Border Overlord, Crassus, it’s clear that anyone worthy of the title must at least be a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the Emperor! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses is far beyond that of ordinary tenth-tier powerhouses who can be bought with money. Wealth, status—these things are nothing but dirt in the eyes of any super-tier powerhouse. Any super-tier individual who desires such things can obtain them in any nation they choose!
Even if the Black Viscount has Gao Long, who is strong enough to rival a regional overlord, how does he think he can control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Border? Make them obediently compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord under his direction?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lilia smiled without saying a word.
“…So, the selection tournament Hassan is holding is to choose assistants for the upcoming Southern Border Overlord competition? No wonder he managed to hire a super-tier powerhouse!” Lilia’s smile made Zhang Wen suddenly realize.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agate, who struggle for money, are almost unheard of in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him is that both parties have something the other needs—a perfect match.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses joining the competition for the Southern Border Overlord, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things will spiral out of his control? No! The real question is, why would so many super-tier powerhouses be willing to listen to the Black Viscount’s instigation and eagerly participate in this seemingly absurd competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware, immediately raised two pressing questions.
“Haha… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Border into a giant casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount himself has to place a heavy bet. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also offered significant incentives to bring three Mithril Hunters from the Mithril Council to the Southern Border to oversee the competition with him.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen said, his mind racing, though he remained outwardly calm.
If the Black Viscount were the only one trying to control the Southern Border, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Border is vast, and its underground forces are a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were as powerful as the heavens, he couldn’t swallow it all. But with three Mithril Hunters joining him, dividing the Southern Border would be more than feasible!
“At the same time, our intelligence agency has heard that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to enlist the Emperor! The Emperor is likely to appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Border Overlord competition. This means that whoever wins the title of Southern Border Overlord will also gain the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
Super-tier powerhouses in this world may not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but not a single one would miss the chance to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the “Throne” represents the pinnacle of achievement. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses have earned the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Mithril Hunters and the Emperor involved, even if the empire and the alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Border, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Border Overlord. So… do you understand now?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lilia added with a meaningful smile.
“I understand. This competition for the Southern Border Overlord is already set in motion, and it can’t be stopped. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential partners of the Black Viscount. So, if the emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed, he needs a reliable ally in the Southern Border who can step up and seize the title of Southern Border Overlord.”
“Exactly.”
“Understood,” Zhang Wen said with a knowing smile. “One last question. Why me? I can understand why Emperor Senar XIII would seek a partner, and why you’d want to leave the capital, but why me? I’m just a former Mithril Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are plenty of people in the Southern Border more suited to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lilia answered Zhang Wen’s query seriously. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills anyone, earned the nickname ‘Death God’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations—assassinations, riots, rebellions… Each time, he turned the world upside down, yet he never failed. That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Death God.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s as if Death itself is following them. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t escape Death’s grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lilia’s gaze turned firmly toward Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Fira Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Death God’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this failure was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to act personally and even drawing out his hidden ace, the Terror Queen Leka, which gave General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it weren’t for that, Fira Planet would likely be in flames now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled in a conflict with Fira’s five major underground forces, unable to extricate themselves.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lilia suddenly stepped forward, cupping Zhang Wen’s face in her hands, her gaze soft yet resolute.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lilia’s eyes, a slight smile forming on his lips.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Border.”
“The future of the Southern Border…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the message stone that recorded the conscription order.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the order and officially became a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who are the members of our Southern Border Special Squad now?” Zhang Wen asked Lilia seriously after putting away the metal piece.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lilia said, her slender finger pointing between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lilia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression looked as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lilia smiled like a fox who’d just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not care about the Southern Border anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen stared at Lilia in disbelief. After a moment, however, he couldn’t help but laugh until he doubled over.
“Lilia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head, sighing in admiration.
“You’re saying the Black Viscount doesn’t plan to participate, but rather to organize this competition for the Southern Border Ruler and then bring the final victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Liria’s meaning, but this realization shocked him even more.
“It was this man who infiltrated the warship escorting the Black Viscount, killed all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lelia said to Zhang Wen, enunciating each word clearly.
In the heart of the empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three imperial warships—the difficulty of achieving this goal is almost comparable to capturing an administrative planet on the empire’s periphery! How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the empire’s core region? If the same method were used, could dozens, even hundreds of warships sneak in as well?!
Thinking about the location where the Black Viscount was rescued and imagining the scene of hundreds of federal super battleships suddenly appearing like ghosts in the orbit of the imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII would grit his teeth and offer such a massive reward this time!
When Lelia mentioned the position of “Southern Border Team Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a serious and complicated problem. But he hadn’t expected it to be this big—big enough to pierce the heavens!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked with a grave expression, carefully examining the figure in the picture before turning back to Lelia.
“Of course,” Lelia nodded solemnly. “Super-tier powerhouse Gaolong, a high-profile criminal wanted by the empire, the alliance, and the federation, known by the alias ‘Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gaolong ranks even higher than the Terror Queen Leika. The federation and the empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion imperial shields for Gaolong’s head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lelia continued. “Gaolong was originally the leader of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Carl star system, located at the border between the empire’s southern region and the federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killed sixteen of his subordinates, and fled the federation. Gaolong had undergone extensive training in the federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of the intelligence agencies of our three major powers. He is also cunning and cold-blooded.”
“Compared to Gaolong, Leika seems like a reasonable person. Gaolong is a complete madman who acts on a whim. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet simply because he found it amusing! Two years ago, the alliance and the federation jointly launched a manhunt for him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gaolong disappeared without a trace until he resurfaced a few days ago on the empire’s warship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous lunatic.”
“The biggest problem is Gaolong’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, he has likely reached the level of a regional overlord by now.”
“The Killing Machine and the Death God… With these two together, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII is being generous this time.”
“Haha!” Zhang Wen’s remark made Lelia chuckle. “It’s not just His Majesty who has a headache. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you were specifically named.” The smile on Lelia’s face made Zhang Wen feel as though she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount really only wanted my life, General William and our emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If they just wanted to deal with you, Gaolong alone would be enough,” Lelia said bluntly, showing no respect for her new superior. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gaolong could do that on their own. These two joining forces means their goal is far more significant than just taking a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Border.”
“The entire Southern Border? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen remarked with a slight smirk.
“I’m not joking,” Lelia said, crossing her arms and speaking seriously. “The former Southern Border Overlord, Crassus, has been ‘missing’ for a full year. The position of Southern Border Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Border have been restless, and all the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Border will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lelia’s explanation, occasionally showing signs of deep thought.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Border isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the region into disorder wouldn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Border. And the first step to achieving that is to gain control over the position of Southern Border Overlord.” Lelia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gaolong compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this idea.
“No. If Gaolong became the Southern Border Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lelia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Border Overlord itself holds no inherent value. Its true worth lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Just like the former Southern Border Overlord Crassus and the once-mighty Ruby Serpent, the strongest individual combined with the strongest force creates the greatest deterrent. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Border would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount isn’t planning to participate but to oversee the competition for the Southern Border Overlord and then bring the final victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lelia’s meaning, but it still left him utterly shocked.
From the former Southern Border Overlord Crassus, it was clear that anyone worthy of the title was at least a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the King! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses far surpassed that of the ordinary tenth-tier powerhouses on the Starlight, who could be bought with money. To any super-tier powerhouse, wealth, status, and even honor are nothing but dirt. Any super-tier powerhouse who desired these things could go to any nation and obtain everything they wanted!
Even with Gaolong, who is strong enough to rival a regional overlord, by his side, how could the Black Viscount possibly believe he could control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Border? How could he make them obediently compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord under his direction?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lelia smiled without saying a word.
“…So, the selection tournament Hassan is hosting is to choose assistants for the upcoming Southern Border Overlord competition? No wonder he could hire a super-tier powerhouse!” Lelia’s smile made Zhang Wen realize the truth.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agate, who struggle for money, are virtually nonexistent in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him is that both parties have something the other needs, and they’ve struck a deal.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses joining the competition for the Southern Border Overlord, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things will spiral out of his control? No! Rather, why would so many super-tier powerhouses be willing to listen to the Black Viscount’s instigation and eagerly participate in this seemingly nonsensical competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware of the situation, immediately raised two pressing questions.
“Haha… This time, the Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Border into a grand casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount naturally has to place a heavy bet himself. Besides Gaolong, the Black Viscount has also offered significant incentives to bring three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to the Southern Border to co-host this competition with him.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen said, his mind racing, though he remained calm on the surface.
If the Black Viscount were the only one trying to control the Southern Border, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Border is vast, and its underground forces are a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were incredibly powerful, he couldn’t swallow it all alone. However, with three Silver Hunters joining him in dividing the Southern Border, it would be more than enough!
“At the same time, our intelligence department has heard that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to enlist the King! The King is likely to appear as an arbitrator in this competition for the Southern Border Overlord. This means that whoever wins the title of Southern Border Overlord will also gain the King’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen murmured to himself, nodding.
Super-tier powerhouses in this world may not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but not a single one would pass up the opportunity to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the word “Throne” represents the pinnacle of martial achievement. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses have earned the King’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Silver Council and the King involved, even if the empire and the alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Border, they can’t stop this grand competition for the Southern Border Overlord. So… do you understand?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lelia added meaningfully.
“I understand. This competition for the Southern Border Overlord is already set in motion and cannot be stopped. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential allies of the Black Viscount. Therefore, the emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed and needs a capable ally in the Southern Border to step forward and seize the title of Southern Border Overlord.”
“Exactly.”
“Understood,” Zhang Wen said with a knowing smile. “One last question. Why me? I can understand why Emperor Senar XIII would seek a partner, and why you’d want to leave the capital, but why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are plenty of people in the Southern Border more suited to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lelia answered solemnly. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills, earned the nickname ‘Death God’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations—assassinations, riots, rebellions… Every time, he turned the world upside down, yet he never failed. That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Death God.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s like being followed by Death itself. No matter how much you struggle, you can’t escape Death’s grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lelia’s gaze turned firmly toward Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Fira Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Death God’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this failure was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to personally intervene and even drawing out his hidden trump card, the Terror Queen Leika, giving General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it weren’t for you, Fira Planet would likely be engulfed in flames by now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled in a struggle with Fira Planet’s five major underground forces, unable to extricate themselves.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lelia suddenly stepped forward, cupping Zhang Wen’s face in her hands and looking at him with gentle yet determined eyes.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lelia’s eyes, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Border.”
“The future of the Southern Border…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the communication stone that recorded the summons.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the summons and officially became a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who are the members of our Southern Border Special Team now?” Zhang Wen asked seriously after putting away the metal piece.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lelia said, her slender finger circling between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lelia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression was as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lelia smiled like a fox who’d just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not care about the Southern Border? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lelia incredulously. After a moment, however, he couldn’t help but laugh until he doubled over.
“Lelia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme against me, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head, sighing in admiration.
“This is the man who infiltrated the battleship escorting the Black Viscount, killed all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lilia said to Zhang Wen, enunciating each word clearly.
In the heart of the empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three imperial battleships—the difficulty of achieving this goal is almost comparable to capturing an administrative planet on the empire’s periphery! How did such a massive battleship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the empire’s core region? If the same method were used, could dozens, even hundreds of battleships sneak in as well?!
Thinking about the location where the Black Viscount was rescued, and then imagining the scene of a hundred federal super battleships suddenly appearing like ghosts in the orbit of the imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII had, this time, gritted his teeth and offered such a massive reward.
When Lilia mentioned the position of “Southern Border Division Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a major headache. But he hadn’t expected the problem to be this enormous—big enough to pierce the heavens!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked Lilia with a grave expression, carefully examining the figure in the image.
“Of course,” Lilia nodded solemnly. “Gao Long, a super-tier powerhouse, a high-profile criminal wanted by the empire, the alliance, and the federation. His alias is ‘The Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gao Long ranks even higher than the Terror Queen, Leka. The federation and the empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion imperial credits for Gao Long’s head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lilia continued. “Gao Long was originally the leader of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Karl Star System, located at the border between the empire’s southern region and the federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killed sixteen of his subordinates, and fled the federation. Gao Long had received extensive training in the federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of our three major powers’ intelligence agencies. He’s also cunning and cold-blooded.”
“Compared to Gao Long, Leka seems like a reasonable person. Gao Long is a complete madman who acts on impulse. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet just because he found it amusing! Two years ago, the alliance and the federation jointly launched a manhunt for him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gao Long disappeared from the radar until a few days ago, when he appeared on an imperial battleship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous lunatic.”
“The biggest problem is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, it’s likely he has now reached the level of a regional overlord.”
“The Killing Machine and the Death God… With these two together, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII has become generous.”
“Haha!” Lilia chuckled at Zhang Wen’s remark. “It’s not just His Majesty who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you were specifically named.” Lilia’s smile made Zhang Wen feel as though she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount really only wanted my life, General William and our emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If it were just about dealing with you, Gao Long alone would be enough,” Lilia said bluntly, showing no respect for her new superior. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gao Long could do that on their own. When these two join forces, their goal is certainly not just to take a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Border.”
“The entire Southern Border? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen smirked.
“I’m not joking,” Lilia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Border Overlord, Krasu, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Border Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Border are already restless. All the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Border will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lilia’s explanation, occasionally showing a thoughtful expression.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Border isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the region into disorder doesn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Border. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Border Overlord position.” Lilia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this idea.
“No. If Gao Long became the Southern Border Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lilia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Border Overlord itself holds no value. The real value lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Like the former Southern Border Overlord, Krasu, or the once-famous Ruby Serpent. When the strongest individual combines with the strongest force, it creates the greatest deterrent. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Border would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount isn’t planning to participate but to oversee the competition for the Southern Border Overlord, and then bring the final winner into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lilia’s meaning, but it left him utterly shocked.
From the former Southern Border Overlord, Krasu, it was clear that anyone worthy of the title was at least a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the Emperor! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses is far beyond that of ordinary tenth-tier powerhouses who can be bought with money. To any super-tier powerhouse, wealth and status are nothing but dirt. Any super-tier powerhouse who desires these things can obtain them in any nation they choose!
Even if the Black Viscount has Gao Long, who is strong enough to rival a regional overlord, how does he think he can control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Border? Make them obediently compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord under his direction?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lilia smiled without saying a word.
“…So, the selection tournament Hassan is holding is to choose assistants for the upcoming Southern Border Overlord competition? No wonder he managed to hire a super-tier powerhouse!” Lilia’s smile made Zhang Wen realize something.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agate, who struggle for money, are extremely rare in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him is that both parties have something the other needs—a perfect match.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses joining the Southern Border Overlord competition, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things might spiral out of his control? No! Rather, why would so many super-tier powerhouses be willing to listen to the Black Viscount’s instigation and eagerly participate in this seemingly absurd competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware, immediately raised two pressing questions.
“Haha… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Border into a grand casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount naturally has to place a heavy bet himself. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also offered significant incentives to bring three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to the Southern Border to oversee this competition with him.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen said, his mind racing, though his expression remained calm.
If the Black Viscount alone were trying to control the Southern Border, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Border is vast, and its underground forces are a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were as powerful as the heavens, he couldn’t swallow it all. But with three Silver Hunters joining him, dividing the Southern Border would be more than feasible!
“At the same time, our intelligence has heard that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to enlist the Emperor himself! The Emperor is likely to appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Border Overlord competition. This means that whoever wins the title of Southern Border Overlord will gain the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
Super-tier powerhouses in this world may not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but none would miss the opportunity to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the Throne represents the pinnacle of achievement. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses have earned the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Silver Council and the Emperor involved, even if the empire and the alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Border, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Border Overlord. So… you understand?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lilia added meaningfully.
“I understand. This Southern Border Overlord competition is already set in motion, and it’s unstoppable. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential partners of the Black Viscount. So, if the Emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed, he needs a reliable ally in the Southern Border who can step up and seize the title of Southern Border Overlord.”
“Exactly.”
“Understood,” Zhang Wen smiled knowingly. “One last question. Why me? If Emperor Senar XIII wants to find a partner, and you want to leave the imperial capital, I can understand that. But why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are plenty of people in the Southern Border more suitable to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the Emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lilia answered Zhang Wen’s query seriously. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills anyone, has earned the alias ‘Death God’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations—assassinations, riots, rebellions… Each time, he turned the world upside down, yet he never failed. That’s why he earned the alias ‘Death God.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s as if Death itself is following them. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t escape Death’s grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lilia’s gaze turned firmly to Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Fela Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Death God’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to act personally and even drawing out his hidden trump card, the Terror Queen Leka, giving General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it weren’t for that, Fela Planet would likely be in flames now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled with Fela’s five major underground forces, unable to break free.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lilia suddenly stepped forward, cupping Zhang Wen’s face in her hands, her gaze gentle yet firm.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lilia’s eyes, a smile finally breaking on his lips.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Border.”
“The future of the Southern Border…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the communication stone that recorded the summons.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the summons and officially became a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who are the members of our Southern Border Special Team?” Zhang Wen asked Lilia seriously after putting away the metal piece.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lilia said, her slender finger circling between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lilia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression was as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lilia smiled like a fox that had just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not care about the Southern Border anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lilia incredulously. After a moment, he couldn’t help but laugh until he doubled over.
“Lilia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme against me, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head in admiration.
“It was this man, lurking on the warship escorting the Black Viscount, who killed all the crew and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lelia said to Zhang Wen, enunciating each word clearly.
In the heart of the empire, rescuing a major criminal escorted by three imperial warships was a task so difficult it could almost rival capturing an administrative planet on the empire’s periphery! How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and infiltrate the empire’s core region? If the same method were used, could dozens, even hundreds of warships sneak in?!
Thinking about the location where the Black Viscount was rescued and imagining the scene of a hundred federal super battleships suddenly appearing in the orbit of the imperial capital, Zhang Wen understood why the usually extremely stingy Emperor Senar XIII would grit his teeth and offer such a huge reward this time!
When Lelia mentioned the position of “Southern Border Team Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a significant and troublesome challenge. But he hadn’t expected the problem to be this enormous—so big it could punch a hole in the sky!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked Lelia with a grave expression, carefully examining the person in the picture.
“Of course,” Lelia nodded solemnly. “Super-tier powerhouse Gaolong, a major criminal wanted by the empire, the alliance, and the federation, known as the ‘Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous persons list, Gaolong ranks even higher than the Terror Queen Leika. The federation and the empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion imperial shields for Gaolong’s head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lelia continued. “Gaolong was originally the leader of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Carl Star System, located at the border between the empire’s southern region and the federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killed sixteen of his subordinates, and fled the federation. Gaolong had undergone long-term training in the federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of our three major powers’ intelligence agencies. He is also cunning and ruthless.”
“Compared to Gaolong, Leika seems like a reasonable person. Gaolong is a completely unhinged madman. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet just because he found it amusing! Two years ago, the alliance and the federation jointly launched a manhunt for him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gaolong disappeared until a few days ago when he appeared on an imperial warship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous lunatic.”
“The biggest problem is Gaolong’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, he has likely reached the level of a regional overlord now.”
“The Killing Machine and the Death God… With these two together, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII has become generous.”
“Haha!” Lelia chuckled at Zhang Wen’s remark. “It’s not just His Majesty who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you were specifically named.” Lelia’s smile made Zhang Wen feel as if she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, touching his nose. “But if the Black Viscount really only wanted my life, General William and our emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If they just wanted to deal with you, Gaolong alone would be enough,” Lelia said bluntly, not sparing her new superior any courtesy. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying a planet, is something either the Black Viscount or Gaolong could do on their own. With the two of them working together, their goal is certainly not just to take a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Border.”
“The entire Southern Border? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen said with a slight smirk.
“I’m not joking,” Lelia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Border Overlord, Crassus, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Border Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Border have been itching to make their move. The Black Viscount only needs to give them a little push, and the Southern Border will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lelia’s explanation, occasionally showing signs of deep thought.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Border is not the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the Southern Border into disorder doesn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Border. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Border Overlord position.” Lelia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gaolong compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this assessment.
“No. If Gaolong became the Southern Border Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lelia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Border Overlord itself holds no inherent value. The real value lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Just like the former Southern Border Overlord Crassus and the once-famous Ruby Serpent. The strongest individual combined with the strongest force creates the greatest deterrent. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Border would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount isn’t planning to participate but to oversee the competition for the Southern Border Overlord, then bring the final victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lelia’s meaning, but it still left him utterly shocked.
From the former Southern Border Overlord Crassus, it was clear that anyone worthy of the title was at least a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the king! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses far surpassed that of ordinary tenth-tier powerhouses who could be bought with money. Money, status, and honor meant nothing to a super-tier powerhouse. Any super-tier powerhouse could obtain whatever they desired in any nation!
Even with Gaolong, who was strong enough to rival a regional overlord, by his side, how could the Black Viscount possibly believe he could control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Border? How could he make them obediently compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord under his direction?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lelia smiled without saying a word.
“…So the selection tournament Hassan is holding is to choose assistants for the upcoming Southern Border Overlord competition? No wonder he could hire super-tier powerhouses!” Lelia’s smile made Zhang Wen realize the truth.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agate, who struggled for money, were virtually nonexistent in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him was that both parties had something the other needed, and they struck a deal.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses participating in the Southern Border Overlord competition, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things will spiral out of his control? No! Rather, why would so many super-tier powerhouses be willing to listen to the Black Viscount’s instigation and eagerly join this seemingly absurd competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware of the situation, immediately raised two pressing questions.
“Haha… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Border into a grand casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount naturally has to place a heavy bet himself. Besides Gaolong, the Black Viscount has also offered substantial benefits to bring three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to the Southern Border to oversee the competition with him.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen said, his mind racing, though he remained outwardly calm.
If the Black Viscount alone wanted to control the Southern Border, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Border was vast, and its underground forces were a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were incredibly powerful, he couldn’t swallow it all. However, with three Silver Hunters joining him, dividing the Southern Border would be more than feasible!
“At the same time, our intelligence department has heard that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to enlist the king! The king may appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Border Overlord competition. This means that whoever wins the title of Southern Border Overlord will also gain the king’s recognition and the right to challenge the throne!”
“So that’s it…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
In this world, super-tier powerhouses might not care about money, power, or even honor, but not a single one would miss the chance to challenge the throne. For the martial artists of this world, the “throne” represented the pinnacle of their craft. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses had earned the king’s recognition and the right to challenge the throne.
“With the Silver Council and the king on his side, even if the empire and the alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Border, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Border Overlord. So… you understand?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lelia added meaningfully.
“I understand. This competition for the Southern Border Overlord is already on the verge of happening, and it can’t be stopped. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential partners of the Black Viscount. So, if the emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed, he needs a reliable ally in the Southern Border who can step up and seize the title of Southern Border Overlord.”
“Exactly.”
“I see,” Zhang Wen said with a knowing smile. “One last question. Why me? If Emperor Senar XIII wants to find a partner, and you want to leave the imperial capital, I can understand that. But why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are many in the Southern Border more suitable to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lelia answered Zhang Wen’s query seriously. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills anyone, earned the nickname ‘Death God’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations. Assassinations, riots, rebellions… Each time, he turned the world upside down, yet he never failed. That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Death God.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s as if Death itself is following them. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t escape Death’s grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lelia’s gaze turned firmly toward Zhang Wen.
“In the operation on Fela Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Death God’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to personally intervene and even drawing out his hidden ace, the Terror Queen Leika, giving General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it weren’t for that, Fela Planet would likely be in flames now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled with Fela’s five major underground forces, unable to extricate themselves.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lelia suddenly stepped in front of Zhang Wen, cupping his face in her hands and looking at him with gentle yet determined eyes.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lelia’s eyes, a smile finally breaking across his face.
“No, not just doing your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Border.”
“The future of the Southern Border…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the message stone that recorded the conscription order.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the conscription order and officially became a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who are the members of our Southern Border Special Team now?” After putting away the metal piece, Zhang Wen asked Lelia seriously.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lelia said, her slender finger pointing between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lelia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression was as if he had accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lelia smiled like a fox that had just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not want the Southern Border anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lelia incredulously. After a moment, however, he couldn’t help but laugh until he doubled over.
“Lelia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme against me, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head, sighing in admiration.
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Liria smiled without speaking.
“This is the man who infiltrated the warship transporting the Black Viscount, killed all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lilia said to Zhang Wen, enunciating each word clearly.
In the heart of the empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three imperial warships—the difficulty of achieving such a goal is almost comparable to capturing an administrative planet on the empire’s periphery! How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the empire’s core region? If the same method were used, could dozens, or even hundreds of warships sneak in as well?!
Thinking about the location where the Black Viscount was rescued, and then imagining the scene of a hundred federal super battleships suddenly appearing in the orbit of the imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII had, for once, decided to offer such a generous reward.
When Lilia mentioned the position of “Southern Frontier Division Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a significant and troublesome challenge. But he hadn’t expected the problem to be this massive—so big it could punch a hole in the sky!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked with a grave expression, carefully examining the image of the person in the picture before turning back to Lilia.
“Of course,” Lilia nodded solemnly. “Gao Long, a super-tier criminal wanted by the empire, the alliance, and the federation. His alias is ‘The Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gao Long ranks even higher than the Terror Queen, Leika. The federation and the empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion imperial credits for his head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lilia continued. “Gao Long was originally the head of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Carl Star System, located at the border between the empire’s southern frontier and the federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly betrayed his organization, killed sixteen of his subordinates, and fled the federation. Gao Long had received extensive training in the federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of our three major powers’ intelligence agencies. He’s also cunning and ruthless.”
“Compared to Gao Long, Leika seems like a reasonable person. Gao Long is a complete madman who acts on impulse. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet simply because he found it amusing! Two years ago, the alliance and the federation launched a joint operation to capture him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gao Long disappeared without a trace—until a few days ago, when he appeared on an imperial warship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous lunatic.”
“The biggest issue is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, it’s likely he’s now at the level of a domain overlord.”
“The Killing Machine and the Grim Reaper… With these two joining forces, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII is being generous.”
“Hah!” Lilia chuckled at Zhang Wen’s remark. “It’s not just the emperor who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you’ve been specifically named.” The smile on Lilia’s face made Zhang Wen feel as though she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount only wanted my life, General William and our emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If it were just about dealing with you, Gao Long alone would be enough,” Lilia replied bluntly, showing no respect for her new superior. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gao Long could do that on their own. The fact that they’re working together means their goal isn’t just about taking a few lives. Their ultimate aim is the entire Southern Frontier.”
“The entire Southern Frontier? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen remarked with a slight smirk.
“I’m not joking,” Lilia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Frontier Overlord has been vacant for a year, and the major underground forces in the region are already restless. All the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Frontier will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lilia’s explanation, occasionally showing signs of deep thought.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Frontier isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the region into disorder wouldn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Frontier. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Frontier Overlord position.” Lilia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the title of Southern Frontier Overlord?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this idea.
“No. If Gao Long became the Southern Frontier Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lilia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Frontier Overlord itself holds no inherent value. Its true worth lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Like the former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, or the once-feared Ruby Serpent. The strongest individual combined with the strongest organization creates the greatest deterrent. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Frontier would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount doesn’t intend to participate directly but rather to oversee the competition for the Southern Frontier Overlord and then bring the eventual winner into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lilia’s meaning, but it left him utterly shocked.
From the example of the former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, it was clear that anyone worthy of the title would at least be a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the Emperor himself! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses far surpasses that of the ordinary tenth-tier mercenaries on the Starlight, who can be bought with money. To a super-tier powerhouse, wealth, status, and even honor are nothing but dirt. Any super-tier individual who desires these things can obtain them in any nation they choose!
Even if the Black Viscount has Gao Long, who is strong enough to rival a domain overlord, how can he possibly believe he can control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Frontier? How can he make them obediently participate in the Southern Frontier Overlord competition under his direction?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lilia simply smiled without saying a word.
“…So, the selection tournament Hassan is hosting is to choose the assistants for the upcoming Southern Frontier Overlord competition? No wonder he managed to hire a super-tier powerhouse!” Lilia’s smile made Zhang Wen suddenly realize the truth.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agate, who struggle for money, are virtually nonexistent in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him is that both parties have something the other needs—a perfect match.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses joining the Southern Frontier Overlord competition, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things will spiral out of his control? No—why would so many super-tier powerhouses even listen to the Black Viscount’s instigation and eagerly participate in this seemingly absurd competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware of the situation, immediately raised two pressing questions.
“Hah… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Frontier into a massive casino. To win the grand prize, the Black Viscount naturally has to place a heavy bet himself. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also offered significant incentives to bring three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to the Southern Frontier to co-host this competition.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen said, his mind racing, though his expression remained calm.
If the Black Viscount were the only one trying to control the Southern Frontier, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Frontier is vast, and its underground forces are a chaotic mix of powerful factions. Even if the Black Viscount were as strong as the heavens, he couldn’t possibly swallow it all. But with three Silver Hunters joining him in dividing the Southern Frontier, it would be more than enough!
“At the same time, our intelligence has learned that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to enlist the Emperor himself! The Emperor is likely to appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Frontier Overlord competition. This means that whoever wins the title will not only gain the Emperor’s recognition but also the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
Super-tier powerhouses in this world may not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but not a single one would pass up the opportunity to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the word “Throne” represents the pinnacle of their craft. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses have ever earned the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Silver Council and the Emperor involved, even if the empire and the alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Frontier, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Frontier Overlord. So… do you understand now?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lilia added with a meaningful smile.
“I understand. This Southern Frontier Overlord competition is already set in motion, and there’s no turning back. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential allies of the Black Viscount. So, if the emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed, he needs a capable ally in the Southern Frontier to step forward and seize the title of Southern Frontier Overlord.”
“Exactly.”
“Understood,” Zhang Wen said with a knowing smile. “One last question. Why me? I can understand why Emperor Senar XIII would want to find a partner, and why you’d want to leave the imperial capital, but why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are plenty of people in the Southern Frontier more suited to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question still ties back to the Black Viscount,” Lilia answered solemnly. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills anyone, earned the nickname ‘Grim Reaper’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations—assassinations, riots, rebellions… Every time, he’s caused massive upheaval, yet he’s never failed. That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Grim Reaper.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s as if Death itself is following them. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t escape Death’s grasp. That is, until a week ago…”
At this point, Lilia’s gaze turned firmly toward Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Fira Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Grim Reaper’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this outcome was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to act personally and even drawing out his hidden ace, the Terror Queen Leika. This gave General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it hadn’t been for you, Fira Planet would likely be in flames right now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled in a conflict with Fira’s five major underground factions, unable to extricate themselves.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lilia suddenly stepped forward, cupping Zhang Wen’s face in her hands and looking at him with a gentle yet determined gaze.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lilia’s eyes, a slight smile forming on his lips.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Frontier.”
“The future of the Southern Frontier…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the communication stone that held the conscription order.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the order and officially became a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who’s in our Southern Frontier Special Team now?” Zhang Wen asked seriously after putting away the metal piece.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lilia said, her slender finger pointing between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lilia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression was as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lilia smiled like a fox that had just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not want the Southern Frontier anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lilia incredulously. After a moment, however, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Lilia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme against me, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head, sighing in admiration.
“It was this man who infiltrated the warship transporting the Black Viscount, killed all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lelia said to Zhang Wen, each word deliberate and measured. In the heart of the empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three imperial warships was a feat almost as difficult as capturing an administrative planet on the empire’s periphery! How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the empire’s core? If the same method could be used, could dozens, even hundreds of warships sneak in as well?!
Just thinking about the location where the Black Viscount was rescued and imagining the sudden, ghostly appearance of a hundred federal super battleships in the orbit of the imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII had gritted his teeth and offered such a massive reward this time!
When Lelia mentioned the position of “Southern Border Squad Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a significant and troublesome challenge. But he hadn’t expected it to be this enormous—so big it could punch a hole in the sky!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked gravely, carefully examining the figure in the image before turning back to Lelia.
“Of course,” Lelia nodded solemnly. “Gao Long, a super-tier criminal wanted by the empire, the alliance, and the federation, known as the ‘Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gao Long ranks even higher than the Terror Queen Leika. The federation and the empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion imperial credits for Gao Long’s head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lelia continued. “Gao Long was originally the leader of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Carl Star System, located at the border between the empire’s southern region and the federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killing sixteen of his subordinates before fleeing the federation. Gao Long had received extensive training in the federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of our three major powers’ intelligence agencies. He’s also cunning and ruthless.”
“Compared to Gao Long, Leika seems like a reasonable person. Gao Long is a completely unhinged lunatic. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet just because he found it amusing! Two years ago, the alliance and the federation launched a joint manhunt for him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gao Long disappeared without a trace until a few days ago when he showed up on an imperial warship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous madman.”
“The biggest issue is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, he’s likely now at the level of a regional overlord.”
“The Killing Machine and the Death God… With these two together, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII is being generous this time.”
“Hah!” Zhang Wen’s exclamation made Lelia chuckle. “It’s not just the emperor who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you’ve been specifically named.” The smile on Lelia’s face made Zhang Wen feel as though she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount really only wanted my life, General William and our emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If they just wanted to deal with you, Gao Long alone would be enough,” Lelia said bluntly, not sparing her new superior any courtesy. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gao Long could do that on their own. With the two of them working together, their goal is obviously far greater than just taking a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Border.”
“The entire Southern Border? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen said with a slight smirk.
“I’m not joking,” Lelia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Border Overlord, Crassus, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Border Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Border have been itching to make their move. All the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Border will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lelia’s explanation, occasionally showing signs of deep thought.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Border isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the region into disorder wouldn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Border. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Border Overlord position.” Lelia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this assessment.
“No. If Gao Long became the Southern Border Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lelia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Border Overlord itself holds no inherent value. The real value lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Just like the former Southern Border Overlord Crassus or the once-feared Ruby Serpent. The strongest individual combined with the strongest force creates the greatest deterrent. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Border would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount doesn’t plan to participate but to oversee the competition for the Southern Border Overlord, then bring the ultimate victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lelia’s meaning, but it left him utterly shocked.
From the former Southern Border Overlord Crassus, it was clear that anyone worthy of the title was at least a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the Emperor! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses far surpassed that of the ordinary tenth-tier mercenaries on the Starlight who could be bought with money. Wealth, status—these things meant nothing to a super-tier powerhouse. Any super-tier individual could obtain whatever they desired in any nation!
Even with Gao Long, who was strong enough to rival a regional overlord, by his side, how could the Black Viscount possibly believe he could control all the super-tier experts in the Southern Border? How could he make them obediently compete for the title of Southern Border Overlord under his supervision?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lelia smiled without saying a word.
“…So the selection tournament Hassan is holding is to choose the assistants for the upcoming Southern Border Overlord competition? No wonder he could hire a super-tier powerhouse!” Lelia’s smile made Zhang Wen suddenly realize.
Super-tier experts like Agate, who struggled for money, were virtually nonexistent in this world! The only reason a super-tier expert would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him was that both parties had something the other needed—a perfect match.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses joining the Southern Border Overlord competition, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things might spiral out of his control? No! Rather, why would so many super-tier experts be willing to listen to the Black Viscount’s instigation and eagerly participate in this seemingly nonsensical competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware, immediately posed two pressing questions.
“Hah… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Border into a massive casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount naturally has to place a heavy bet himself. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also offered significant benefits to bring three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to the Southern Border to oversee the competition with him.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen said, his mind racing, though his expression remained calm.
If the Black Viscount alone were trying to control the Southern Border, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Border was vast, and its underground forces were a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were incredibly powerful, he couldn’t swallow it all. But with three Silver Hunters joining him to divide the Southern Border, it was more than enough!
“At the same time, our intelligence has heard that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to enlist the Emperor! The Emperor may appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Border Overlord competition. This means that whoever wins the title of Southern Border Overlord will also gain the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
In this world, super-tier powerhouses might not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but not a single one would miss the chance to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the “Throne” represented the pinnacle of their craft. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier individuals had earned the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Silver Council and the Emperor involved, even if the empire and the alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Border, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Border Overlord. So… do you understand?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lelia added meaningfully.
“I understand. This Southern Border Overlord competition is already set in motion and cannot be stopped. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential partners of the Black Viscount. So, the emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed and needs a reliable ally in the Southern Border to step up and seize the title of Southern Border Overlord.”
“Exactly.”
“Understood.” Zhang Wen smiled knowingly. “One last question. Why me? If Emperor Senar XIII wants to find a partner, and you want to leave the capital, I can understand that. But why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are plenty of people in the Southern Border more suitable to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan. If the emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lelia answered Zhang Wen’s query seriously. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills, earned the nickname ‘Death God’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations. Assassinations, riots, rebellions… Each time, he caused massive upheaval but never failed. That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Death God.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s as if Death itself is following them. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t escape Death’s grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lelia’s gaze turned firmly to Zhang Wen.
“In the operation on Fira Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Death God’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to act personally and even drawing out his hidden ace, the Terror Queen Leika, giving General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it weren’t for that, Fira Planet would likely be in flames now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled with Fira’s five major underground forces, unable to break free.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lelia suddenly stepped forward, cupping Zhang Wen’s face in her hands, her gaze gentle yet firm.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lelia’s eyes, a slight smile finally appearing on his lips.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Border.”
“The future of the Southern Border…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the message stone that recorded the conscription order.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the conscription order and officially became a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, first tell me, who are the members of our Southern Border Special Squad?” After putting away the metal piece, Zhang Wen asked Lelia seriously.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lelia said, her slender finger pointing between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lelia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression was as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lelia smiled like a fox that had just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not care about the Southern Border anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lelia incredulously. After a moment, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Lelia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme against me, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head, sighing in admiration.
“It was this man who infiltrated the warship escorting the Black Viscount, killed all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lelia said to Zhang Wen, enunciating each word clearly.
In the heart of the empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three imperial warships—the difficulty of such a task is almost comparable to capturing an administrative planet on the empire’s periphery!
How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the empire’s core region? If the same method were used, could dozens or even hundreds of warships sneak in as well?!
Thinking about the location where the Black Viscount was rescued and imagining the sudden, ghostly appearance of a hundred federal super battleships in the orbit of the imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII had gritted his teeth and offered such a huge reward this time!
When Lelia mentioned the position of “Southern Frontier Squad Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a major, thorny problem. But he hadn’t expected it to be this big—big enough to punch a hole in the sky!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked Lelia with a grave expression, carefully examining the figure in the picture.
“Of course,” Lelia nodded solemnly. “Super-tier powerhouse Gao Long, a high-profile criminal wanted by the empire, the alliance, and the federation. His nickname is the ‘Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gao Long ranks one spot above the Terror Queen, Leka. The federation and the empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion imperial shields for Gao Long’s head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lelia continued. “Gao Long was originally the leader of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Carl Star System, located at the border between the empire’s southern frontier and the federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killed sixteen of his subordinates, and fled the federation. Gao Long had received extensive training in the federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of our three major powers’ intelligence agencies. He’s also cunning and cold-blooded.”
“Compared to Gao Long, Leka seems like a reasonable person. Gao Long is a complete lunatic who acts on a whim. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet just because he thought it would be fun! Two years ago, the alliance and the federation launched a joint manhunt for him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gao Long disappeared without a trace—until a few days ago, when he appeared on an imperial warship and rescued the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous madman.”
“The biggest problem is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, it’s likely he has now reached the level of a realm overlord.”
“The Killing Machine and the Death God… With these two together, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII has become generous.”
“Haha!” Zhang Wen’s exclamation made Lelia chuckle. “It’s not just His Majesty who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you were specifically named.” The smile on Lelia’s face made Zhang Wen feel as though she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount only wanted my life, General William and our emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If it were just about dealing with you, Gao Long alone would be enough,” Lelia said bluntly, not sparing her new superior any courtesy. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gao Long could do that on their own. When these two join forces, their goal is certainly not just to take a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Frontier.”
“The entire Southern Frontier? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen said with a smirk.
“I’m not joking,” Lelia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Frontier Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Frontier have been itching to make their move. All the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Frontier will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lelia’s explanation, occasionally showing a thoughtful expression.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Frontier isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the Southern Frontier into disarray doesn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Frontier. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Frontier Overlord position.” Lelia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the Southern Frontier Overlord title?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this assessment.
“No. If Gao Long became the Southern Frontier Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lelia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Frontier Overlord itself holds no value. The real value lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Like the former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, or the once-famous Ruby Serpent. The strongest individual combined with the strongest force creates the greatest威慑力. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Frontier would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount isn’t planning to participate but to oversee the competition for the Southern Frontier Overlord, then bring the final victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lelia’s meaning, but it left him utterly shocked.
From the former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, it was clear that anyone worthy of the title was at least a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the King! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses far surpasses that of ordinary tenth-tier powerhouses who can be bought with money. Wealth, status—these mean nothing to a super-tier powerhouse. Any super-tier powerhouse who desires such things can obtain them in any nation they choose!
Even if the Black Viscount has Gao Long, who is strong enough to rival a realm overlord, how can he possibly control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Frontier? How can he make them obediently compete for the Southern Frontier Overlord title under his direction?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lelia smiled without saying a word.
“…So Hassan’s selection tournament is to choose assistants for the upcoming Southern Frontier Overlord competition? No wonder he could hire a super-tier powerhouse!” Lelia’s smile made Zhang Wen realize the truth.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agat, who struggle for money, are virtually nonexistent in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him is that both parties have something the other needs—a perfect match.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses joining the Southern Frontier Overlord competition, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things will spiral out of his control? No! The real question is, why would so many super-tier powerhouses listen to the Black Viscount and eagerly participate in this seemingly absurd competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware, immediately raised two pressing questions.
“Haha… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Frontier into a grand casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount himself has to place a heavy bet. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also secured the assistance of three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to help oversee the competition.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen said, his mind racing, though his expression remained calm.
If the Black Viscount were the only one trying to control the Southern Frontier, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Frontier is vast, and its underground forces are a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were incredibly powerful, he couldn’t swallow it all. But with three Silver Hunters joining him, dividing the Southern Frontier would be more than feasible!
“At the same time, our intelligence has heard that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to enlist the King! The King may appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Frontier Overlord competition. This means that whoever wins the title will not only gain the King’s recognition but also the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
Super-tier powerhouses in this world may not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but none would miss the chance to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the “Throne” represents the pinnacle of their craft. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses have been acknowledged by the King and granted the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Silver Council and the King involved, even if the empire and the alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Frontier, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Frontier Overlord. So… you understand?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lelia added meaningfully.
“I understand. This Southern Frontier Overlord competition is already set in motion, and it can’t be stopped. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential partners of the Black Viscount. So, the emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed and needs a capable ally in the Southern Frontier to step forward and claim the title.”
“Exactly.”
“Got it,” Zhang Wen said with a knowing smile. “One last question. Why me? If Emperor Senar XIII wants to find a partner, and you want to leave the capital, I can understand that. But why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are plenty of people in the Southern Frontier more suited to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lelia answered Zhang Wen’s query seriously. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never kills personally, earned the nickname ‘Death God’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations—assassinations, riots, rebellions… Each time, he caused massive upheaval but never failed. That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Death God.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s like being followed by death itself. No matter how much you struggle, you can’t escape his grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lelia’s gaze turned firmly to Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Fela Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Death God’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this outcome was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to act personally and even drawing out his hidden ace, the Terror Queen Leka, giving General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If not for that, Fela Planet would likely be in flames now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled with Fela’s five major underground forces, unable to break free.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lelia suddenly stepped forward, cupping Zhang Wen’s face in her hands, her gaze soft yet resolute.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lelia’s eyes, a smile finally breaking across his face.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Frontier.”
“The future of the Southern Frontier…” Zhang Wen sighed lightly, his fingers brushing over the message stone that recorded the conscription order.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the order and officially become a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who are the members of our Southern Frontier Special Squad now?” After putting away the metal piece, Zhang Wen asked Lelia seriously.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lelia said, her slender finger pointing between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lelia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression looked as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lelia smiled like a fox that had just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not want the Southern Frontier anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lelia incredulously. After a moment, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Lelia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme against me, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head, sighing in admiration.
“Hehe… This time, the Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Border into a giant casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount himself naturally has to place a heavy bet. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also invested tremendous benefits to invite three Mithril Hunters from the Mithril Council to the Southern Border to co-host this competition with him.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen’s heart was in turmoil, but his outward expression remained calm.
If the one trying to control the Southern Border was only the Black Viscount, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Border was vast, and its underground factions were a mix of dragons and snakes. Even if the Black Viscount were as strong as heaven itself, he couldn’t possibly swallow it all. However, if he were joined by three Mithril Hunters, dividing the Southern Border among them would be more than sufficient.
“At the same time, our intelligence department has also heard that the Black Viscount, through unknown means, has managed to invite the King himself! The King might personally appear at this Southern Border Ruler competition as an arbiter. In other words, whoever wins the title of Southern Border Ruler this time will gain the King’s recognition and the right to challenge the throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen murmured to himself, nodding.
“This is the man who infiltrated the warship transporting the Black Viscount, killed all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lilia said to Zhang Wen, enunciating each word clearly.
In the heart of the Empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three Imperial warships—the difficulty of such a task is almost comparable to capturing an administrative planet on the Empire’s periphery! How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the Empire’s core region? If the same method were used, could dozens, or even hundreds, of warships sneak in as well?!
Thinking about the location where the Black Viscount was rescued and imagining the sudden, ghostly appearance of a hundred Federation super battleships in the orbit of the Imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII had gritted his teeth and offered such a massive reward this time.
When Lilia mentioned the position of “Southern Border Squad Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a major, thorny problem. But he hadn’t expected it to be this enormous—so big it could punch a hole in the sky!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked Lilia with a grave expression, carefully examining the figure in the image.
“Of course,” Lilia nodded solemnly. “Gao Long, a super-tier powerhouse, a high-profile criminal wanted by the Empire, the Alliance, and the Federation. His alias is ‘The Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gao Long ranks even higher than the Terror Queen, Leika. The Federation and the Empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion Imperial Shields for Gao Long’s head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lilia continued. “Gao Long was originally the leader of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Karl Star System, located at the border between the Empire’s Southern Territory and the Federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killed sixteen of his subordinates, and fled the Federation. Gao Long had undergone extensive training in the Federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of the intelligence agencies of our three major powers. He’s also cunning and cold-blooded.”
“Compared to Gao Long, Leika seems like a reasonable person. Gao Long is a complete lunatic who acts on a whim. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet just because he thought it would be fun! Two years ago, the Alliance and the Federation launched a joint operation to capture him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gao Long disappeared without a trace until he resurfaced a few days ago on an Imperial warship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous madman.”
“The biggest issue is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the Federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, he’s likely now at the level of a regional overlord.”
“The Killing Machine and the Grim Reaper… With these two together, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII is being generous this time.”
“Hah!” Zhang Wen’s exclamation made Lilia chuckle. “It’s not just His Majesty who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you’ve been specifically named.” Lilia’s smile made Zhang Wen feel as though she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount really only wanted my life, General William and our Emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If they just wanted to deal with you, Gao Long alone would be enough,” Lilia said bluntly, not sparing her new superior any courtesy. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gao Long could do that on their own. When these two join forces, their goal is certainly not just to take a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Territory.”
“The entire Southern Territory? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen said with a slight smirk.
“I’m not joking,” Lilia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Overlord, Clasus, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Territory have been itching to make their move. All the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Territory will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lilia’s explanation, occasionally showing signs of deep thought.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Territory isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the region into disorder doesn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Territory. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Overlord position.” Lilia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the Southern Overlord title?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this assessment.
“No. If Gao Long became the Southern Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lilia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Overlord itself holds no inherent value. The real value lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Like the former Southern Overlord, Clasus, or the once-famous Ruby Serpent. The strongest individual combined with the strongest organization creates the greatest deterrent. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Territory would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount doesn’t plan to participate but rather to oversee the competition for the Southern Overlord, then bring the final victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lilia’s meaning, but it still left him utterly shocked.
From the example of the former Southern Overlord, Clasus, it’s clear that anyone worthy of the title is at least a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the Emperor himself! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses is far beyond that of the ordinary tenth-tier fighters on the Stellar Moon, who can be bought with money. To any super-tier powerhouse, wealth and status are nothing but dirt. Any super-tier powerhouse who desires such things can obtain them in any nation they choose!
Even if the Black Viscount has Gao Long, who is on par with a regional overlord, how does he expect to control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Territory? To make them obediently compete for the Southern Overlord title under his direction?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lilia smiled without saying a word.
“…So, the selection tournament Hassan is hosting is to choose assistants for the upcoming Southern Overlord competition? No wonder he managed to hire a super-tier powerhouse!” Lilia’s smile made Zhang Wen realize something.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agate, who struggle for money, are extremely rare in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him is that both parties have something the other needs—a perfect match.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses joining the Southern Overlord competition, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things will spiral out of his control? No! More importantly, why would so many super-tier powerhouses be willing to listen to the Black Viscount’s instigation and eagerly participate in this seemingly absurd competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully alert, immediately raised two pressing questions.
“Hah… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Territory into a grand casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount naturally has to place a heavy bet himself. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also secured the cooperation of three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to come to the Southern Territory and oversee the competition with him.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen said, his mind racing, though he remained outwardly calm.
If the Black Viscount were the only one trying to control the Southern Territory, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Territory is vast, and its underground forces are a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were as powerful as the heavens, he couldn’t swallow it all. But with three Silver Hunters joining him to divide the Southern Territory, it’s more than enough!
“At the same time, our intelligence has heard that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to enlist the Emperor himself! The Emperor may appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Overlord competition. In other words, the person who wins the Southern Overlord title will also gain the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
Super-tier powerhouses in this world may not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but not a single one would miss the opportunity to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the word “Throne” represents the pinnacle of achievement. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses have been recognized by the Emperor and granted the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Silver Council and the Emperor involved, even if the Empire and the Alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Territory, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Overlord. So… you understand?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lilia added meaningfully.
“I understand. This Southern Overlord competition is already set in motion and cannot be stopped. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential partners of the Black Viscount. So, if the Emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed, he needs a reliable ally in the Southern Territory who can step up and seize the Southern Overlord title.”
“Exactly.”
“Got it,” Zhang Wen said with a knowing smile. “One last question. Why me? If Emperor Senar XIII wants to find a partner, and you want to leave the Imperial capital, I can understand that. But why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are plenty of people in the Southern Territory more suitable to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the Emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lilia answered Zhang Wen’s query seriously. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills anyone, has earned the nickname ‘Grim Reaper’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations. Assassinations, riots, rebellions… Each time, he’s caused massive upheaval, yet he’s never failed. That’s why he’s earned the nickname ‘Grim Reaper.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s as if Death itself is following them. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t escape Death’s grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lilia’s gaze turned firmly toward Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Fira Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Grim Reaper’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this outcome was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to personally intervene and even drawing out his hidden trump card, the Terror Queen Leika, which gave General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it hadn’t been for that, Fira Planet would likely be in flames now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled with the five major underground forces on Fira Planet, unable to extricate themselves.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lilia suddenly stepped in front of Zhang Wen, cupping his face in her hands and looking at him with gentle yet determined eyes.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lilia’s eyes, a slight smile forming on his lips.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Territory.”
“The future of the Southern Territory…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the communication stone that recorded the conscription order.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the order and officially become a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who are the members of our Southern Territory Special Squad now?” After putting away the metal plate, Zhang Wen asked Lilia seriously.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lilia said, her slender finger pointing between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lilia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression was as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lilia smiled like a fox that had just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not care about the Southern Territory anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lilia incredulously. After a moment, however, he couldn’t help but laugh until he doubled over.
“Lilia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme against me, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head, sighing in admiration.
“With Mithril and the King involved, even if the Empire and the Alliance don’t wish to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Border, they won’t be able to stop this battle for the Southern Border Ruler. So… you understand now?” Liria suddenly added meaningfully, as if she could see right through Zhang Wen’s thoughts.
“This is the man,” Lilia enunciated each word clearly to Zhang Wen, “who infiltrated the warship transporting the Black Viscount, slaughtered all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount.”
In the heart of the Empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three Imperial warships—the difficulty of such a mission is almost comparable to capturing an administrative planet on the Empire’s periphery! How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the Empire’s core? If the same method were used, could dozens, or even hundreds, of warships sneak in as well?
Just imagining the Black Viscount’s rescue location and then picturing a hundred Federation super battleships suddenly appearing in the orbit of the Imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII had, for once, decided to throw out such a massive reward.
When Lilia mentioned the position of “Southern Frontier Squad Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a significant and troublesome challenge. But he hadn’t expected it to be this enormous—big enough to punch a hole in the sky!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked gravely, carefully examining the figure in the picture before turning back to Lilia.
“Of course,” Lilia nodded solemnly. “Gao Long, a super-tier powerhouse, is a wanted criminal by the Empire, the Alliance, and the Federation. His alias is ‘The Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gao Long ranks even higher than the Terror Queen, Leika. The Federation and the Empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion Imperial Shields for his head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lilia continued. “Gao Long was originally the head of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Carl Star System, located at the border between the Empire’s Southern Frontier and the Federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly betrayed his organization, killed sixteen of his subordinates, and fled the Federation. Gao Long had undergone extensive training in the Federation and is intimately familiar with the operational methods of our three major powers’ intelligence agencies. He is also cunning and ruthless.”
“Compared to Gao Long, Leika seems like a reasonable person. Gao Long is a complete madman who acts on impulse. He once wiped out an entire planet’s population just because he found it amusing! Two years ago, the Alliance and the Federation launched a joint manhunt for him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gao Long disappeared until a few days ago when he showed up on an Imperial warship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous lunatic.”
“The biggest issue is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the Federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, he has likely reached the level of a realm overlord by now.”
“The Killing Machine and the Grim Reaper… With these two together, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII has become generous.”
“Hah!” Zhang Wen’s exclamation made Lilia chuckle. “It’s not just His Majesty who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you were specifically named.” Lilia’s smile made Zhang Wen feel as though she was taking some perverse pleasure in his predicament.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen said, rubbing his nose. “But if the Black Viscount only wanted my life, General William and His Majesty wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If it were just about dealing with you, Gao Long alone would be enough,” Lilia said bluntly, showing no respect for her new superior. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gao Long could do that on their own. When these two join forces, their goal is certainly not just a few lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Frontier.”
“The entire Southern Frontier? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen remarked with a smirk.
“I’m not joking,” Lilia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Frontier Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Frontier have been itching to make their move. All the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Frontier will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lilia’s explanation, occasionally showing signs of deep thought.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Frontier isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the region into disorder doesn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Frontier. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Frontier Overlord position.” Lilia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the title of Southern Frontier Overlord?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this idea.
“No. If Gao Long became the Southern Frontier Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lilia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Frontier Overlord itself holds no inherent value. The real value lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Like the former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, or the once-famous Ruby Serpent. The strongest individual combined with the strongest force creates the greatest deterrence. With such an ally, the other forces in the Southern Frontier would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount isn’t planning to participate but to orchestrate the competition for the Southern Frontier Overlord, then bring the final victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lilia’s meaning, but it left him utterly shocked.
From the former Southern Frontier Overlord, Crassus, it was clear that anyone worthy of the title was at least a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the Emperor! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses far surpasses that of the ordinary tenth-tier mercenaries on the Starlight who can be bought with money. To any super-tier powerhouse, wealth, status, and even honor are nothing but dirt. Any super-tier powerhouse who desires these things can obtain them in any nation they choose!
Even with Gao Long, who is strong enough to rival a realm overlord, by his side, how does the Black Viscount believe he can control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Frontier? How can he make them obediently compete for the Southern Frontier Overlord title under his direction?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lilia smiled without saying a word.
“…So, the reason Hassan could hire a super-tier powerhouse for this selection tournament is that it’s a prelude to the Southern Frontier Overlord competition?” Lilia’s smile made Zhang Wen realize the truth.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agate, who struggle for money, are virtually nonexistent in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him is that both parties have something the other needs—a perfect match.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses joining the Southern Frontier Overlord competition, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things will spiral out of his control? No! The real question is, why would so many super-tier powerhouses be willing to heed the Black Viscount’s call and eagerly participate in this seemingly absurd competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware, immediately posed two pressing questions.
“Hah… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Frontier into a grand casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount himself has naturally placed a heavy bet. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also secured the assistance of three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to help him oversee this competition.”
“Go on.” Zhang Wen’s mind was in turmoil, but he remained outwardly calm.
If the Black Viscount were the only one trying to control the Southern Frontier, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Frontier is vast, and its underground forces are a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were as powerful as the heavens, he couldn’t swallow it all. But with three Silver Hunters joining him, dividing the Southern Frontier would be more than manageable!
“At the same time, our intelligence has learned that the Black Viscount, through some means, has managed to enlist the Emperor himself! The Emperor is likely to appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Frontier Overlord competition. This means that whoever wins the title will not only gain the Emperor’s recognition but also the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
Super-tier powerhouses in this world may not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but none would miss the opportunity to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the Throne represents the pinnacle of achievement. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses have earned the Emperor’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Silver Council and the Emperor involved, even if the Empire and the Alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Frontier, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Frontier Overlord. So… do you understand?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lilia added meaningfully.
“I understand. This Southern Frontier Overlord competition is already set in motion, and it’s unstoppable. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential allies of the Black Viscount. So, if the Emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed, he needs a capable ally in the Southern Frontier to step forward and claim the title.”
“Exactly.”
“Understood.” Zhang Wen smiled knowingly. “One last question. Why me? If Emperor Senar XIII wants to find a partner, and you want to leave the capital, I can understand that. But why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are many in the Southern Frontier more suited to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the Emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lilia answered solemnly. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills, earned the nickname ‘Grim Reaper’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations—assassinations, riots, rebellions… Each time, he caused massive upheaval but never failed. That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Grim Reaper.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s as if the Grim Reaper is following them. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t escape his grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lilia’s gaze turned firmly toward Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Fira Planet, although we didn’t capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Grim Reaper’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to act personally and even drawing out his hidden ace, the Terror Queen Leika, giving General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it weren’t for you, Fira Planet would likely be in flames now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled with Fira’s five major underground forces, unable to extricate themselves.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lilia suddenly stepped forward, cupping Zhang Wen’s face in her hands and looking at him with gentle yet determined eyes.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen said after a long moment of staring into Lilia’s eyes, a smile finally breaking on his lips.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Frontier.”
“The future of the Southern Frontier…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the message stone that recorded the summons.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the summons and officially became a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who’s in our Southern Frontier Special Squad now?” Zhang Wen asked seriously after putting away the metal piece.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lilia said, her slender finger circling between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lilia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression was as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lilia’s smile was like that of a fox who’d just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not want the Southern Frontier anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lilia incredulously. After a moment, however, he couldn’t help but laugh until he doubled over.
“Lilia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head in admiration.
“Exactly.”
“I understand,” Zhang Wen smiled knowingly. “One last question. Why me? I can understand that Sena XIII wants to find a partner and that you want to leave the capital, but why me? I’m just a former Mithril Hunter who’s lost all his savings. In terms of strength, there are many people in the Southern Border more suitable than me to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the Emperor is willing to grant him the honor of the Imperial Guards, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse cooperation. So, why me?”
“Your question still relates to the Black Viscount,” Liria answered Zhang Wen’s challenge solemnly. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills anyone, is called the ‘Deathbringer’?”
“I don’t know,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since he debuted at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has planned a total of thirty-seven operations—assassinations, uprisings, rebellions… Each time, he caused chaos throughout the galaxy but never failed. That’s why the Black Viscount earned the nickname ‘Deathbringer.’ It means that anyone targeted by the Black Viscount is as if followed by the Deathbringer himself. No matter how hard they struggle, they can’t escape the Deathbringer’s grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Liria’s gaze turned firmly toward Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Ferra Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time the ‘Deathbringer’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the information, we believe the person who played the most critical role was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the most crucial moment, forcing him to act personally. You also drew out his hidden ace, the Terror Queen Leika, from the shadows, giving General William the opportunity for a decisive strike. Without that, Ferra Planet would probably already be in flames, and General William’s Imperial Guards would be stuck in a quagmire battling the five major underground factions of Ferra Planet.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Liria suddenly stepped forward, placed her hands on Zhang Wen’s cheeks, and looked at him with gentle yet determined eyes.
“…Alright. Whatever the case, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen gazed at Liria for a long time before suddenly smirking.
“No, not just do your best. We must succeed. Not only for what we want, but also for the future of the entire Southern Border.”
“The future of the Southern Border…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers once again tracing the summons stone.
Several golden sparks flickered across the summons stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the content of the summons and officially become a member of the Imperial Guards.
“Anyway, tell me about the members of our Southern Border Special Team,” Zhang Wen asked Liria seriously after putting away the metal plate.
“There’s only you and me right now,” Liria said, twirling her delicate fingers between the two of them.
“Only us two?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Only us two,” Liria repeated firmly.
“Can I change my mind?” Zhang Wen’s expression looked like he had accidentally bitten into a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Liria replied with a fox-like grin, as if she had just devoured a plump old hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar really want the Southern Border? Does he think I’m some kind of miracle worker with just the two of us?” Zhang Wen looked at Liria in disbelief. Moments later, he couldn’t help but double over laughing.
“It was this man who infiltrated the warship escorting the Black Viscount, killed all the crew, and then rescued the Black Viscount,” Lelia said to Zhang Wen, enunciating each word clearly.
In the heart of the empire, rescuing a high-profile criminal escorted by three imperial warships was a task so difficult it could almost rival capturing an administrative planet on the empire’s periphery!
How did such a massive warship slip past the border defenses unnoticed and make its way into the empire’s core region? If the same method were used, could dozens, even hundreds of warships sneak in?
Just imagining the location where the Black Viscount was rescued and the scene of a hundred federal super battleships suddenly appearing in the orbit of the imperial capital planet, Zhang Wen understood why the notoriously stingy Emperor Senar XIII had finally decided to offer such a huge reward this time!
When Lelia mentioned the position of “Southern Border Squad Leader,” Zhang Wen knew he was facing a major headache. But he hadn’t expected the problem to be this enormous—big enough to punch a hole in the sky!
“Do you know his background?” Zhang Wen asked solemnly, carefully examining the figure in the picture before turning back to Lelia.
“Of course,” Lelia nodded gravely. “Super-tier powerhouse Gao Long, a wanted criminal by the empire, the alliance, and the federation, known by the alias ‘Killing Machine.’ On the galaxy’s most dangerous individuals list, Gao Long ranks even higher than the Terror Queen Leika. The federation and the empire have jointly offered a bounty of 17 billion imperial shields for Gao Long’s head.”
“That troublesome?” Zhang Wen’s tone grew even more serious.
“More troublesome than you can imagine,” Lelia continued. “Gao Long was originally the leader of a secret intelligence organization on a neutral planet in the Carl Star System, located at the border between the empire’s southern region and the federation. For unknown reasons, he suddenly defected, killed sixteen of his subordinates, and fled the federation. Gao Long had undergone extensive training in the federation and is extremely familiar with the operational methods of our three major powers’ intelligence agencies. He’s also cunning and cold-blooded.”
“Compared to Gao Long, Leika seems like a reasonable person. Gao Long is a complete madman who acts on a whim. He once wiped out the entire population of a planet just because he found it amusing! Two years ago, the alliance and the federation jointly launched a manhunt for him, but he killed over 150 agents and escaped. After that, Gao Long disappeared until a few days ago when he showed up on an imperial warship to rescue the Black Viscount.”
“He does sound like a dangerous lunatic.”
“The biggest problem is Gao Long’s strength. Ten years ago, when he defected from the federation, he was already a super-tier powerhouse. Based on the information we have, he’s likely reached the level of a regional overlord now.”
“The Killing Machine and the Death God… With these two together, no wonder even Emperor Senar XIII has become generous.”
“Haha!” Zhang Wen’s exclamation made Lelia chuckle. “It’s not just the emperor who’s worried. Among the Black Viscount’s targets, you’ve been specifically named.” The smile on Lelia’s face made Zhang Wen feel as if she was gloating.
“I’m truly honored,” Zhang Wen rubbed his nose. “But if the Black Viscount really only wanted my life, General William and our emperor wouldn’t have gone to such lengths, would they?”
“Of course not. If it were just about dealing with you, Gao Long alone would be enough,” Lelia said bluntly, not sparing her new superior any courtesy. “Killing one or two people, or even destroying an entire planet—either the Black Viscount or Gao Long could do it on their own. With the two of them working together, their goal is obviously not just a couple of lives. Their ultimate target is the entire Southern Border.”
“The entire Southern Border? That’s quite an appetite,” Zhang Wen smirked.
“I’m not joking,” Lelia said seriously, crossing her arms. “The former Southern Border Overlord, Crassus, has been ‘missing’ for a whole year. The position of Southern Border Overlord has been vacant for a year. The major underground forces in the Southern Border have been itching to make their move. All the Black Viscount needs to do is give them a little push, and the Southern Border will descend into chaos.”
“Hmm…” Zhang Wen listened to Lelia’s explanation, occasionally showing a thoughtful expression.
“Of course, causing chaos in the Southern Border isn’t the Black Viscount’s ultimate goal. Simply throwing the region into disorder wouldn’t benefit him. His aim is to control the Southern Border. And the first step to achieving that is to seize control of the Southern Border Overlord position.” Lelia extended her right hand in front of Zhang Wen and clenched it into a fist.
“Are you saying the Black Viscount plans to have Gao Long compete for the Southern Border Overlord title?” Zhang Wen frowned, clearly skeptical of this assessment.
“No. If Gao Long became the Southern Border Overlord, the title would be meaningless to the Black Viscount,” Lelia replied firmly. “The position of Southern Border Overlord itself holds no inherent value. Its true worth lies in the power and influence of the individual who holds it. Just like the former Southern Border Overlord Crassus and the once-famous Ruby Serpent. The strongest individual combined with the strongest force creates the greatest威慑力. With such a partner, the other forces in the Southern Border would quickly submit.”
“So you’re saying the Black Viscount isn’t planning to participate but to oversee the competition for the Southern Border Overlord and then bring the final victor into his camp?” Zhang Wen quickly grasped Lelia’s meaning, but it still left him utterly shocked.
From the former Southern Border Overlord Crassus, it was clear that anyone worthy of the title was at least a super-tier powerhouse capable of challenging the King! The arrogance of super-tier powerhouses far surpasses that of the ordinary tenth-tier powerhouses on the Starlight, who can be bought with money. To any super-tier powerhouse, wealth, status, and even honor are nothing but dirt. Any super-tier powerhouse who desires these things can obtain them in any nation they choose!
Even with Gao Long, who is strong enough to rival a regional overlord, by his side, how does the Black Viscount believe he can control all the super-tier powerhouses in the Southern Border? How can he make them obediently compete for the Southern Border Overlord title under his supervision?
Seeing Zhang Wen’s astonished expression, Lelia smiled without saying a word.
“…So, the selection tournament Hassan is hosting is to choose assistants for the upcoming Southern Border Overlord competition? No wonder he could hire a super-tier powerhouse!” Lelia’s smile made Zhang Wen realize the truth.
Super-tier powerhouses like Agate, who struggle for money, are extremely rare in this world! The only reason a super-tier powerhouse would accept Hassan’s employment and fight for him is that both parties have something the other needs—a perfect match.
“But with so many super-tier powerhouses participating in the Southern Border Overlord competition, isn’t the Black Viscount afraid things will spiral out of his control? No! Rather, why would so many super-tier powerhouses be willing to listen to the Black Viscount’s instigation and eagerly join this seemingly absurd competition?” Zhang Wen, now fully aware, immediately raised two pressing questions.
“Haha… The Black Viscount has turned the entire Southern Border into a giant casino. To win the biggest prize, the Black Viscount naturally has to place a heavy bet himself. Besides Gao Long, the Black Viscount has also offered significant benefits to bring three Silver Hunters from the Silver Council to the Southern Border to help him oversee this competition.”
“Go on,” Zhang Wen’s heart was in turmoil, but his expression remained calm.
If the Black Viscount were the only one trying to control the Southern Border, Zhang Wen wouldn’t believe it. After all, the Southern Border is vast, and its underground forces are a mixed bag. Even if the Black Viscount were as strong as the heavens, he couldn’t swallow it all. However, with three Silver Hunters joining him, dividing the Southern Border would be more than enough!
“At the same time, our intelligence department has heard that the Black Viscount, using some unknown method, has managed to invite the King! The King is likely to appear as an arbitrator in this Southern Border Overlord competition. This means that whoever wins the title will also gain the King’s recognition and the right to challenge the Throne!”
“I see…” Zhang Wen muttered to himself, nodding.
Super-tier powerhouses in this world may not care about wealth, power, or even honor, but none would miss the opportunity to challenge the Throne. For the martial artists of this world, the word “Throne” represents the pinnacle of their craft. In the past sixty years, only two super-tier powerhouses have been acknowledged by the King and granted the right to challenge the Throne.
“With the Silver Council and the King involved, even if the empire and the alliance don’t want to see the Black Viscount stirring up trouble in the Southern Border, they can’t stop this competition for the Southern Border Overlord. So… do you understand?” As if reading Zhang Wen’s thoughts, Lelia added meaningfully.
“I understand. The Southern Border Overlord competition is already set in motion and cannot be stopped. Most of the powerhouses joining this competition are potential partners of the Black Viscount. So, the emperor doesn’t want the Black Viscount’s plan to succeed and needs a reliable ally in the Southern Border to step up and claim the title.”
“Exactly.”
“Got it,” Zhang Wen smiled knowingly. “One last question. Why me? If Emperor Senar XIII wants to find a partner, and you want to leave the capital, I can understand that. But why me? I’m just a former Silver Hunter who’s lost everything. In terms of strength, there are plenty of people in the Southern Border more suitable to oppose the Black Viscount. Take our current employer, Hassan, for example. If the emperor offered him the honor of the Imperial Guard, I’m sure he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate. So, why me?”
“Your question is still related to the Black Viscount,” Lelia answered Zhang Wen’s query seriously. “Do you know why the Black Viscount, who almost never personally kills anyone, has earned the nickname ‘Death God’?”
“No,” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“Since his debut at the age of twelve, the Black Viscount has orchestrated thirty-seven operations. Assassinations, riots, rebellions… Each time, he caused massive upheaval but never failed. That’s why he earned the nickname ‘Death God.’ It means that once the Black Viscount sets his sights on someone, it’s like having Death itself on their heels. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t escape Death’s grasp. Until a week ago…”
At this point, Lelia’s gaze turned firmly toward Zhang Wen.
“During the operation on Fira Planet, although we didn’t manage to capture the Black Viscount, it was the first time ‘Death God’ failed to achieve his goal. After analyzing all the data, we concluded that the key person in this was you. It was you who found the Black Viscount at the critical moment, forcing him to act personally and even drawing out his hidden ace, the Terror Queen Leika, giving General William the opportunity to strike decisively. If it weren’t for that, Fira Planet would likely be in flames now, and General William’s Imperial Guard would be entangled with Fira’s five major underground forces, unable to break free.”
“That was just luck…” Zhang Wen shook his head.
“I believe in you!” Lelia suddenly stepped forward, cupping Zhang Wen’s face in her hands and looking at him with gentle yet determined eyes.
“…Alright. No matter what, I’ll do my best,” Zhang Wen stared back at Lelia for a long moment before finally smiling.
“No, not just your best. We must succeed. Not just for what we want, but for the future of the entire Southern Border.”
“The future of the Southern Border…” Zhang Wen sighed softly, his fingers brushing over the message stone that recorded the conscription order.
A few golden sparks flashed on the stone, indicating that Zhang Wen had confirmed the order and officially became a member of the Imperial Guard.
“Anyway, tell me, who are the members of our Southern Border Special Squad now?” After putting away the metal piece, Zhang Wen asked Lelia seriously.
“Right now, it’s just you and me,” Lelia’s slender finger circled between the two of them.
“Just the two of us?” Zhang Wen blinked in disbelief.
“Just the two of us,” Lelia repeated with certainty.
“Can I back out?” Zhang Wen’s expression was as if he’d accidentally eaten a rotten egg.
“What do you think?” Lelia smiled like a fox that had just stolen a hen.
“Damn it! Does Senar not want the Southern Border anymore? With just the two of us, does he think I’m some kind of god?” Zhang Wen looked at Lelia incredulously. After a moment, he couldn’t help but laugh until he doubled over.
“Lelia, you truly live up to the title of ‘confidante.’ Every time you scheme against me, I’m completely defenseless!” Zhang Wen shook his head, sighing in admiration.
“Don’t get angry just yet, Captain Zhang Wen. Although the Emperor didn’t provide any additional personnel, we aren’t completely on our own. Haven’t you forgotten? Besides being the captain of the Southern Border Special Squad, you have another identity too, don’t you?”
“What identity?” Zhang Wen asked with a smile.
“Are you pretending not to know?” Liria cast a casual glance at Zhang Wen, “The liaison between the Empire and the Consortium! We aren’t the only ones who don’t want to see the Black Viscount control the Southern Border. The Consortium probably wouldn’t like all the underground forces in the Southern Border falling into Mithril’s hands either. Didn’t Agate board the ship with you?”
“He didn’t come aboard on the Consortium’s orders. That guy came solely to repay a debt.” Zhang Wen shrugged.
“Hehe… Regardless of why Agate boarded this ship, now that he’s here, it won’t be easy for him to disembark again,” Liria smiled cunningly, “Even if the Consortium originally had no interest in getting involved in the Black Viscount’s plan, we can’t allow them to comfortably stand by and do nothing. Don’t you agree, Captain Zhang Wen?”
“You want to use Agate to drag the Consortium into this mess too?” Zhang Wen exchanged an amused glance with Liria.
But just then, both of them suddenly heard a clear “creak” sound from the previously silent audio-visual room.
The door to the room had been pushed open.
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