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Newton, along with Ginger and Wood, entered the enormous building that resembled an ancient castle.
"Did the other two from the Guild not come? Underworld Gate and Demon Heart?"
"No, we have arrived. You must be Mr. Ugly; it is truly an honor to meet you."
A gentlemanly figure approached, dressed in a striped suit, yet wearing round sunglasses that seemed quite mismatched.
"I am Diroth, the representative of Demon Heart in the outside world," he said with a graceful demeanor.
"Hello, Mr. Diroth."
Ginger responded politely, though Diroth dared not look directly at this seemingly courteous individual. After all, the recent attack had been nothing short of ruthless.
"Hello, Puppeteer?"
"Yes, that’s how you can refer to me."
Ginger nodded in acknowledgment.
"I have no business here; I’ll go take a look around."
This was directed at Newton. Since it seemed there would be no conflict for now, he decided to gather information about his surroundings. If anything were to happen, he could swiftly lead Newton to safety.
"Alright, Wood, you should take your people to rest as well."
Although Wood was currently acting as Newton's spokesperson, Newton preferred to handle matters himself. After all, he wasn't truly part of the Dark Guild. Generally speaking, things were manageable, but for any significant issues, he needed to step in personally.
Wood nodded and led his group away.
Diroth watched this scene with a smile.
"Honestly, I thought you would choose Mochu Noodles as your spokesperson."
"How could that be?"
Chou shook his head.
"As Chou, I should be the one in the spotlight."
Diroth immediately thought of the fact that there seemed to be a leader behind Chou. Every time Chou made an appearance, he was accompanied by someone, likely a bodyguard, and each time it was someone different. He couldn't help but wonder how many skilled individuals were hidden within this so-called Circus.
"Then please, Mr. Chou, I have prepared tea and snacks in the reception room. Let's go there and chat slowly."
Diroth led Newton into a bright hall adorned with flowers, where large windows revealed a lush green jungle that looked like a fairyland.
"Hmm?"
However, Newton showed little appreciation for the beautiful scenery. Although there were a few servants inside, there were only two seats available.
"It seems something is happening at the Underworld Gate."
Diroth frowned slightly.
"Yes, it appears they have found Jelf and know what those guys are planning."
"Aren't you Demon Heart planning anything?"
Chou curiously lifted the edge of his mask slightly and took a sip from his teacup.
"Aren't you Circus also not planning anything?"
Diroth shook his head.
"We're a bit special..."
What exactly was special, Diroth couldn't tell. This was likely related to the other party's Guild secrets, and Newton didn't intend to pry further; it would only lead to trouble.
"I see. Our leader just doesn't believe in such things, or perhaps has some secret plan?"
Ugly shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.
"You know how it is for subordinates; as long as we do what our boss asks, that's enough. Besides, I'm not really fond of underground activities. If the guild plans to blow up the capital, I might find that quite interesting."
Blow up the capital.
Diroth's hand trembled slightly. He had heard that Ugly was a madman, but he never expected him to be this crazy. Blowing up the capital would truly stir up a hornet's nest.
"Please don't! We still have some businesses in the capital. If Lord Ugly intends to do that, please make sure to remind me."
Diroth said with a bitter smile.
"Hey, who doesn't have a couple of legitimate businesses? I'm just one of them."
Ugly waved his hand dismissively, indicating he wouldn't do such a thing. However, Diroth took those words to heart; if it were true, who could handle it?
"So what's next for Circus?"
Diroth asked tentatively.
"Nothing much. I was just sent over to take a look because it seems someone wants to steal our hard work, so the leader asked me to check it out."
Ugly boredly nibbled on some snacks, shaping one into a rabbit and placing it on the table. Then he picked up another and shaped it into a tiger. However, instead of putting it down after finishing, he bit off the tiger's head in a manner that seemed almost like he was truly tearing into a skull. Diroth couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
"Are you scared?"
Diroth's hand suddenly froze.
"There's really no need to be afraid. My appearance isn't that terrifying."
Chou abruptly removed his mask, revealing a pale face, dark circles around his eyes, a torn and blood-red mouth, and hair that was green and wild like weeds. The impact on Diroth was unparalleled.
"You see, I actually quite like this look of mine. After all, being ugly brings joy to others, right? If I don't smile myself, how can it work? Look, this way, I can smile anytime, anywhere."
Chou then put on a tragically exaggerated smile.
"You really are something else."
"Not at all."
Chou shyly waved a hand, nearly making Diroth gag.
"Mr. Diroth, do you find this world boring?"
"Huh?"
Diroth was taken aback, unsure of what Chou wanted.
"Look at this world. Ordinary people work diligently while Mages attack us with beasts year after year, day after day, following the same routine. Everyone's life is monotonous. Don't you find it boring, Lord Diroth? Just look at how beautiful this world is; every leaf is different. Why must we all be the same? It's like one person who has split into many and wears different masks. But when you take off the mask, you'll find everyone is the same—there's no fun in that. What good is such a world?"
Though Chou seemed quite displeased, the torn mouth made it appear as if he were still smiling.
"It's not just ordinary people and Mages; even we Dark Mages are the same. Every robbery, murder, and arson feels so dull. Reviving Jelf? That's so boring! Jelf has been dead for over four hundred years; we're not historians. The future is what we should be pursuing."
"But what does any of this mean to me?"
Diroth did not understand what Chou was trying to convey.
"You see, Demon Heart is not just a name; you are Demon Heart. I represent Circus, and as for Underworld Gate, it has already lost its way. In essence, the two of us represent Dark Guild. Don't you understand what this means?"
The excitement was palpable.
"As long as we want, we can reshape the world according to our vision. This world will become what we desire. Aren't you thrilled?"
"I don't have the courage to betray. You don't understand the terror of those behind you."
Diroth shook his head and set down his teacup.
"I'm sorry, but I have other matters to attend to. I must take my leave."
With that, Diroth departed with his companions, and Jiang appeared in the room.
"Did you place the tracker?"
"Yes, it won't be discovered."
"That's good. After hearing all this, he should contact his people immediately. Let's see what this Demon Heart really is."
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