Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 545 - 450 The Overt Plot of the Dwarves _1

Chapter 545: Chapter 450 The Overt Plot of the Dwarves _1

"Hey..." Medusa Lord sneered, "City Lord, you believe your methods are vicious enough, but you do not realize that this is merely creating hidden dangers for yourself. Either don’t act, or act thoroughly, transforming all the Dwarves Elves and servant races of Delnox City into True Wraiths, forming your own Shadow Army. Then, City Lord, you will no longer have to worry about betrayal from behind, and that despicable Blade of Venom won’t be able to plot against you from the shadows."

"What do you mean Blade of Venom plotting against me from behind?" Bunir retorted with a cold snort.

A perfectly timed look of surprise appeared on Medusa Lord’s beautiful face: "What? City Lord, you didn’t know? The reason for their rebellion is because Blade of Venom sent people to spread rumors in the city that you lost the favor of the Masked King because of dereliction of duty."

"Do you think your appearance at Blade of Venom’s transformation altar was mere coincidence?"

"This was all meticulously planned; he is the highest leader of the Dark Dagger. City Lord, how could he possibly know nothing of your plans to seize Mesnoel using Divine Root and those Moando Servants?"

"He pretended to be oblivious, just waiting to benefit from the situation, and now that it has failed, he pushes all the blame onto you, City Lord, while not mentioning a word of his own negligence..."

"Enough, don’t say anymore." Bunir cut off Medusa Lord’s words; if his face could get any darker, it probably would have.

Nothing can withstand constant scrutiny and speculation.

Even when there is nothing wrong, suspicions can still be raised.

Especially among the relationships of Dwarves Elves, which are already fraught with traps and betrayal. Blade of Venom is certainly not clean in this; to stabilize his rule and achieve his ambition of unifying three cities, he had planted his own pawns everywhere.

Not a trace of irritation appeared on Medusa Lord’s face, rather her smile grew even sweeter, knowing that the seeds of poison had been planted, ensuring they would take root and grow.

Shadow Walker Night Shadow’s gaze flickered for a moment before he spoke coldly, "Let’s hear your proposal."

"It’s simple, use the ongoing war with Mesnoel to transform the nature of Delnox. All male Dwarves Elves go to you, transformed into Undead Spirits Shadows, and all female Dwarves Elves go to me, to be turned into Medusa. With their life essence completely in our hands, it’s natural they could never betray us." Medusa Lord revealed her fangs.

Shadow Walker Night Shadow scoffed, "You do have a cunning plan, by which you could be on equal footing with me in Delnox City, or even replace me."

Medusa Lord maintained an innocent face, "City Lord, how could you think that of me? My loyalty to you, to Delnox City, will never change."

"The Masked King will not allow us to act so recklessly." Shadow Walker Night Shadow spoke decisively, "I will treat your words as if I had not heard them; if I hear such talk again, don’t blame me for reporting directly to Your Highness Velen and asking for divine punishment. Even if you are favored by His Highness, every grant could be revoked."

"How can you be so sure that Your Highness Velen will not allow this?" Medusa Lord sneered.

Shadow Walker Night Shadow’s demeanor became solemn, his voice low, "Is this an oracle from His Highness?"

"His Highness doesn’t have time to pay attention to every word and deed, nor to manage these mundane affairs, or else what would be the need for us sacrificers, for us who serve? His Highness could well take care of everything alone."

Medusa Lord spoke ambiguously, "To gain even more of His Highness’s favor, you should proactively relieve his concerns. As long as you keep that in mind, whatever you do will be correct."

"There are so many instances of Blade of Venom’s overstepping; sometimes he even substitutes his own life for that of the Masked King. Have you ever seen the Masked King punishing him?"

"Do you think it’s the Masked King’s oversight? Or tacit consent?"

Her reasoning was dangerously close to blasphemy.

But Bunir had to admit, there was something irrefutable about it since he had been conspiring with Blade of Venom for some time and was very familiar with his methods.

Especially during the Shadow Walker wars, his transgressions were numerous, causing even the Velen Sacrificers to shudder.

Yet, it was precisely these transgressions that secured him a decisive advantage and victory, increasing his favor instead of being stripped of it.

But Bunir was not one to be led by the nose easily, and quickly responded: "Such an approach is like walking a log bridge on a cliff, only able to move forward, with a single misstep resulting in unredeemable disaster. The Master of the Masked would take back everything, with interest."

"The path to power is one of relentless advance; by hesitating, how can one achieve greater success?" Daphne’s words carried a thick disdain.

Whether she disdained Bunir’s cowardice or was using reverse psychology, only she knew.

"Don’t waste your breath; I have no interest in your plan." Shadow Walker Night Shadow remained unmoved.

Accepting the temptation of a former Dwarves Elf Priestess would be a truly foolish act.

Their loyalty to others could never exceed their own self-interest.

The core of their plans would always revolve around themselves, never around others.

According to her plan, in the end, Delnox City would no longer be a city of Dwarves, but rather a nest of Medusa.