Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

Gold Village was a reliable employer.

However, the Fiend Sword Sisterhood was the strongest mercenary group in the mortal world with three demigods.

They did not have to worry about not being able to get a job.

Right now, the existence of someone in Golden Village tugged at the heartstrings of the entire Fiend Sword Sisterhood, causing all of them to be unwilling to leave Gold Village for a long time…

The prince of the Haines Empire, Rayne Haines.

This was the first time that the members of the Fiend Sword Sisterhood had witnessed the true appearance of this man with the most noble bloodline in the mortal world.

That face and those eyes were truly…

Even the sun and moon dimmed in comparison!

Among all the members of the Sisterhood stationed in Gold Village, the person who was most captivated by Rayne was their leader, White Vulture.

White Vulture had been in a stand-off with Rayne Haines before and witnessed the grandeur of this prince personally.

At the same time, through the powerful perception of a demigod, White Vulture obtained even more unforgettable images from the prince.

In any case, as a deformed race that could not reproduce normally and was cursed by the gods…

The Fiend Sword Sisterhood had never been restrained in their craving for life.

Wise men do not resort to insinuations.

All of them wanted to have the secret flower ceremony with Rayne Haines!

…

White Vulture ended the call with her two demigod sisters.

The final outcome of the discussion was for White Vulture to continue camping in Gold Village and wait and see.

As for the two demigod sisters, they would prepare themselves to provide support at any moment.

White Vulture walked out of her room.

Right now, she wanted to meet someone.

She arrived at the ground fortress of Gold Village. On a rooftop, White Vulture found her target.

The demigod Imperial Guard of the Haines Empire.

Hela Haines.

Hela looked different from usual today.

The turmoil in Gold Village had caused her to be unable to sleep the entire night. Right now, she had arrived on the rooftop and was gazing at the desolate scenery in the distance.

Hela felt even more conflicted.

"Don't worry, I'm just a mercenary. I'm not hostile towards you or His Highness Rayne. Speaking of which… the scenery here is terrible, right?"

White Vulture walked to Hela's side and said with a smile, "This is the sacred ground of the dwarves. At the same time, it's also the richest gold mine in the mortal world. Back then, the gold dwarves used mysterious alchemy that we could not understand to turn the lifeforce of the earth into material gold. Buried underground layer by layer, they made long preparations for the ultimate ritual of their contract with the gods all the way until their country was destroyed."

She grinned and asked, "What do you think those gold dwarves were trying to do?"

She removed all her weapons and dispelled all battle blessings—she was using her actions to tell Hela that she was not here to fight.

Hela understood her intentions as well.

However, towards White Vulture's question, Hela was indifferent. "Is it important?"

White Vulture chuckled and asked, "Isn't it important? Speaking of which, I heard that you like gold. Why didn't you take advantage of the chaos last night to reap a good haul?"

That's right…

In the past, Hela truly loved gold.

Speaking of which, even Hela herself was a little surprised. Last night, when Gold Village was in chaos, more than ten treasuries were destroyed by the dwarf miners and all the gold inside was snatched away.

Wasn't this the sort of thing that Hela loved to see?

She could use teleportation to steal the gold of Gold Village before pinning all the blame on the rioting dwarves.

That way, she could earn a huge sum of money without any effort!

However, Hela merely curled up in bed the previous night and could not sleep…

At the thought of that, Hela's mood turned even worse!

Suddenly, she realized.

She was wrong.

This mercenary was here to cause trouble! She was provoking Hela to anger her!

This was a mocking declaration of war!

You've picked the wrong opponent, b*tch!

With nowhere to vent her frustrations, Hela's gaze was cold as she turned around. Just as she was about to tear through space to retrieve her weapon and start fighting…

She caught sight of… White Vulture's admiring gaze.

"Don't worry, of course I understand. You must be doing this for your beloved Highness Rayne!"

White Vulture said in admiration, "The two of you sure know how to have fun. To be honest, I just wanted to ask you about His Highness Rayne. After all, you guys seem to be on such good terms."

She was impressed. "All your roleplaying."

Huh?

Huh?!?!

E-Err...

Was that how... this fella interpreted it?!

Hela's smile turned awkward and mysterious, not knowing how to reply.

As for White Vulture, she tilted her head. When she saw Hela's odd expression, she suddenly thought of a possibility and was enlightened.

"I see. Am I thinking too much?! So, you were actually just being ostracized next door?"

A scythe that emitted a terrifying killing intent appeared on the neck of White Vulture instantly.

Hela replied, "No."

White Vulture: "Err, ehh…"

Hela replied, "No."

White Vulture: "Alright, alright, I know. Miss Hela, I have no intention of becoming enemies with you. Y-You should put down your weapon first…"

Hela replied, "Did you hear me? I said no."

White Vulture: "Boss, please let me off…"