The God's Games

Hearing that Ulon Town was still standing and had even repelled the demons, Mr. Turner quickly changed his attitude towards Spicy Flavor Fairy and praised them, "If you could defeat the demons, then your weapons must be effective."

Mr. Turner said, "I'll take all of these. What do you want in return?"

Spicy Flavor Fairy wasn't sure what to ask for, as the mission was given by Hanjun, but Hanjun wasn't here right now.

What should they say?

Under Mr. Turner's fatherly gaze, Spicy Flavor Fairy said, "We plan to build a defensive fortress in Ulon Town, but we don't have enough supplies right now, so we brought our goods to Lindblum City."

Mr. Turner's eyes widened, "You want to build a defensive fortress? Is this to resist the demons?"

Spicy Flavor Fairy didn't understand why he was so surprised but nodded his head anyway.

Mr. Turner clapped his hands and laughed, "Impressive! I've never seen such brave people. Because of that, I'll definitely do business with you this time!"

He then praised Spicy Flavor Fairy to his subordinates, who echoed his words.

Not really knowing what was happening, Spicy Flavor Fairy and his group were forced to smile.

Mr. Turner continued, "I've been to the frontlines before, and when I saw how fierce the demons were, I knew how powerful they were. When I heard that the human frontlines were collapsing, I thought I'd spend the rest of my life running away. But now, hearing news like this, I feel like my life hasn't been wasted." Find joy at m-vl_em|p,yr

Spicy Flavor Fairy felt a bit guilty.

Were the demons really that powerful?

When they fought them, it didn't seem hard at all; in fact, it felt pretty easy.

Could it be that the NPCs in this world are just at a low level?

Actually, Spicy Flavor Fairy didn't understand the full picture of the world.

The demons could resist any magic except for Light-type Magic.

Even the highest-level spells were like mosquito bites to them, just a minor itch.

Only Light-type Magic had the power to truly crush the demons.

The problem was that there weren't many people left in this world who knew Light-type Magic, and not many priests knew magic either.

After saying this, Mr. Turner gave a signal to his subordinates and said, "If you want to build a fortress, you'll need a lot of things. Of course, the most important things are food, medicine, and other supplies for daily life. I can provide all of that anytime. If possible, could I spread the word about your great work? Maybe more people will want to join you in resisting the demons."

Spicy Flavor Fairy thought this was a good idea and quickly nodded, "That sounds good. Right now, we're short on people."

Mr. Turner clapped his hands in approval, "Great!"

It seemed like the deal could go smoothly, so they didn't need to worry about their mission anymore.

Now, Spicy Flavor Fairy's main concern was, where was Hanjun?

...

Where was Hanjun?

After tossing the sword to Spicy Flavor Fairy, he returned to the City Lord's mansion and happened to see Saradin walking out.

He remembered what Father Barry had mentioned—how Saradin had tried to tear down the church in Lindblum City, which led to the death of Father Barey's friend and caused Hanjun to lose a loyal Priest.

Now, Hanjun was following Saradin back to his home, planning to ambush him.

Saradin's house was bought with the help of Viscount Hereford.

His home was just like any other Warlock's, filled with tools for sorcery and magical scrolls he was studying.

After entering the room, Saradin didn't get back to work right away.

Instead, he rubbed his chin, thinking something for a while.

Eventually, he couldn't help but ask himself, "The person who saved Ulon Town can't be as simple as the hero said. Who is he really?"

Hanjun quietly said behind him, "Someone who wants to beat you up."

Saradin broke out in a cold sweat, startled by the sudden voice.

He couldn't imagine that someone had actually broken into his house.

As a Warlock, his house was filled with traps to prevent anyone from sneaking in, especially to stop other Warlocks from stealing his research.

In general, Saradin was a very cautious person.

But even with all his caution, someone had still managed to sneak into his house?

This person must know a lot about Warlocks and be able to avoid all of his traps.

They were definitely stronger than him.

But when did someone stronger than him arrive in Lindblum City?

And from what they just said, it seemed like they had a grudge against him.

Saradin had no idea when he had angered someone stronger than himself.

From the first day he became a Warlock, he had always been extremely cautious.

It didn't make sense for someone like this to suddenly appear.

No matter how much he thought about it, Saradin couldn't figure out why this person was here.

The person who spoke stood behind him, and Saradin had no choice but to stay perfectly still, every muscle in his body tense.

He then asked, "May I ask who you are, and what I did to offend you? If I've done something wrong, I'm willing to apologize and make amends."

Hanjun who is standing behind Saradin, listened to his careful words and got a sense of his personality.

However, none of this changed Hanjun's determination to beat him up.

Before Saradin could think much more, Hanjun made his move.

Saradin's instincts kicked in as he felt a chill run down his spine.

He immediately rolled on the ground, just in time to hear an explosion behind him.

There was no time for Saradin to feel bad about his research materials.

He quickly cast a Water Arrow spell behind him, but from the sound of it, his spell missed the target.

At least by rolling away, he managed to turn around and catch a glimpse of the person behind him, hoping to see their face clearly.