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Chapter 326 - 303: Heroes Can’t Escape the Fate of Baldness

Chapter 326: Chapter 303: Heroes Can’t Escape the Fate of Baldness

In Amberser’s memory, his senior brother Uradimir was an idealist.

Back then, Amberser was just a half-baked Alchemist and a clumsy Mage, ranking among the lowest-tier Adventurers with only a single trick up his sleeve.

While Uradimir was a noble young master just passing by.

Amberser had just scrounged a free drink at a tavern and then was thrown out, bumping into Uradimir as he did so.

That’s how they met, cursing and swearing at each other.

Then, the penniless boy took the runaway noble young master on a tour of the brothels, and they became friends.

Uradimir harboUrad-vored impractical ideals and a tendency for self-destruction stemming from his ancestor’s sins. In short, he was a fool who was always prepared to sacrifice himself to save the world.

And their friendship officially ended after they encountered that slab of stone.

Uradimir quickly announced with grandiosity, "We have the power of Deities now, we can change this world, make it better!"

Amberser declared his intention to try his luck at the casino.

They started to argue over their different visions, with Uradimir thinking that Amberser’s focus on wine and wealth was a form of blasphemy against the gift of destiny; Amberser thought that this disconnected rich kid couldn’t understand the thoughts of the lower classes and was just a self-righteous idiot.

Then came that contest, which Amberser ultimately won, meaning he didn’t have to follow Uradimir in playing the savior, and he even won a thousand Gold Coins from him, the most he would earn in the next few decades of his life.

Without that startup capital, it would have been hard for Amberser to afford his first Youth Potion at the age of sixty and he would’ve likely died in some unremarkable corner long before that.

As for Uradimir, it seemed he had dedicated his life to the Kingdom of Impure Hymns.

Without needing to divine, Amberser could guess that the one who had helped the Tiflin Kingdom hold off the Laine was him.

Mortals find it hard to calculate the limits of Deities, and to be able to so perfectly toe the line and establish the Gates of Hell, such an act can only be the work of Deity guidance or a Diviner Mage’s methods.

"And what’s the point of defending the kingdom for so many years? In the end, weren’t you still chased away and became a wanted criminal?"

Uradimir said it was two months and three days, such a specific timeline, he must have foreseen something.

But could Laine wait two months before attacking?

"This old bastard, he wouldn’t have arranged a task for me to stall Laine for two months, would he?"

He said no with his lips, but Amberser felt it, Uradimir had indeed entrusted him to delay Laine for two months, otherwise, there was nothing.

The communication between Diviner Mages is so twisted, especially between two with such a complicated relationship.

Delaying Laine’s attack is easier said than done, and Amberser can’t just go to the front line and gas them.

After some thought, Amberser took out the Necromancy Codex and sent a message to Withered Rose: [Lady Rose, your Legendary Grace has just been enhanced, have you tested its effects?]

Katherine replied promptly.

[Withered Rose: I’ve tested it on a Drow Elf, and the results are not bad. Why ask this all of a sudden?]

[Diga Ultraman: I was wondering if you could use your power to help me kill someone.]

[Withered Rose: Of course, who do you want to kill?]

[Diga Ultraman: The Garrison Commander on the southern border of Laine, Rachel Angelo.]

Rachel Angelo, a very famous Ironblood General of Laine. If the Silvermoon Knight was known in various countries for his personal combat prowess, then Rachel Angelo was renowned for his exceptional military commanding abilities.

During the previous Desert War, it was actually Rachel Angelo who was the real architect of the victory.

Laine had been in a tug-of-war with the desert for years, and when they launched a major invasion, they specifically recalled this Ironblood General from the front.

Rachel Angelo didn’t disappoint the Empire, attacking victoriously all the way, winning battles against superior numbers and annihilating enemy forces on multiple occasions.

However, because of the too smooth progress, some higher-ups in the Empire got greedy and impetuous, sending Silver Moon Knights to bypass the deadly line of the desert, aiming to take down Dew City.

Rachel Angelo was strongly opposed at the time, arguing before the battle that regardless of victory or defeat, such combat was meaningless. Afterward, the Silver Moon Knights were defeated, and the Paladin forces suffered heavy casualties. The Dwarves took advantage of Laine people’s low morale to counterattack, nearly taking back all the gains of Laine.

Then, it was Rachel Angelo who saved the situation again, securing the cities that had been captured and thus establishing Laine’s victory.

After the situation stabilized, this Ironblood General left the desert and returned to Flow Flame City on the southern border, continuing his duty as a border Garrison Commander.

In terms of military honors, this Ironblood General was definitely the first under the Silver Moon Knight, and initially, he was the top candidate for the selection of Minister of Military Affairs.

But this man was so unconventional that even at the Laine headquarters, he didn’t have much of a good reputation.

The reason was simple, he would use any means necessary in war, as he was a Paladin guided by the oath of conquest.

Everyone said that Dark Knights who pursued the oath of vengeance were considered the anomaly among Paladins, possessing a flexible moral baseline. But compared to the oath of conquest, they were as pure as babies.

The oath of conquest included these words, "Your victory must be so decisive that it utterly shatters the enemy’s will to fight! Swords can only end lives, but fear can end nations!"

Bringing fear to enemies and causing them to lose their will to fight before the battle began, thereby reducing unnecessary casualties, was Rachel Angelo’s tactical style.

Other Paladin Generals, after occupying a place, would usually identify their human brethren and send them to churches to let the Light Priests ’correct’ their values, a process that was lengthy and strict, but generally wouldn’t result in deaths.

But Rachel Angelo was different; he usually offered his opponents the chance to surrender before starting a war.

Once surrender was refused, after occupying the city, he would implement the strictest screening methods, directly using Evil Detection. If even a smidgen of evil was detected, regardless of whether you were human or from another race, you would be wiped out without exception!

It was common knowledge that only toddlers just learning to walk could be detected as absolutely pure by Evil Detection. If you’ve ever sworn, it would be revealed, and then Rachel Angelo would chop off your head.

Rachel Angelo was also among the most extreme proponents of human supremacy in Laine. In the cities he ruled, there were no members of foreign races present, not even as slaves. In war, he didn’t consider members of foreign races as prisoners of war, at best they were just loot that could breathe - either sold to other countries as slaves or simply killed and buried on the spot.

It could be said that a significant reason the Tiflin were producing so many Gates of Hell was because of this Ironblood General’s watchful eyes.

Nobody wants a murderous maniac eyeing their doorstep; isn’t it more reassuring to build a few extra Gates of Hell?

Withered Rose, upon seeing the name Rachel Angelo, replied to Amberser with some helplessness, "I can help you, but it’s going to be difficult. Getting his hair or blood without him noticing is not an easy task. It’s quite challenging for Legendary Rank Paladins to lose hair unless I send someone to steal it."

Holy Light is a very useful thing; it not only prolongs life and protects from all diseases, but symptoms like baldness, hunchback, and impotence are also quite rare among Paladins.

A Legendary Rank Paladin won’t lose hair like ordinary people; to obtain his hair, you can only pluck it by force.

But doing that, what’s the difference between you and an assassin?

A general of Rachel Angelo’s caliber, what assassin could get close to him?

Yet Amberser said confidently, "Don’t worry, he will be losing hair soon, how can a man escape the fate of baldness. Rachel Angelo is a workaholic, patrolling his Flow Flame City every day. If we prepare along his patrol route, picking up his fallen hair shouldn’t be too difficult."

Withered Rose failed to understand Amberser’s plan, how was he going to make a Paladin lose his hair?

But no matter, as long as he said it could be done, she just needed to cooperate well.

Over the years, Withered Rose had been planting spies within Laine, although most were eliminated due to Evil Detection, there were always a few remnants when numbers were high enough.

Especially since Laine had been expanding over the years, its control over new territories naturally weakened, allowing Withered Rose to insert quite a few thorns.

Getting these spies to attempt an assassination was impossible, but if it was just entering Flow Flame City to collect a few fallen hairs, that was feasible.

With Withered Rose’s cooperation, Amberser also immediately started his work.

Destiny Weaving—starting today, begin to lose your hair, Rachel Angelo!

This was the third time Amberser used Destiny Weaving, the first time it killed the Cerberus Family, the second time it made Katherine work for him, and the third time was used on this Ironblood General.

Logically, Amberser could directly weave a fate where Rachel Angelo dies a tragic death.

But the power of destiny is like dominoes, it is the butterfly effect—seemingly insignificant at first but slowly influences everything around, amplifying the force, and then achieving the effect.

Rachel Angelo’s status was too peculiar, in other words, his presence too strong. To strongly influence such a character’s destiny would take a very long time to brew.

Ten years, twenty years, perhaps even thirty years.

Amberser couldn’t wait that long, so going bald was the more convenient approach; Amberser takes action now, and tomorrow this Ironblood General will start losing his hair.

The rest was left to Withered Rose to handle.

After weaving the fate of Rachel Angelo going bald, Amberser set aside the matter for now. He should now finish the matters at hand because he estimated that upon his arrival at Tiflin Kingdom, he would probably be busy there for quite some time.

The main issue to address now wasn’t the Drow Elves or the business Amberser had in the desert.

It was the last Divine Position he held—the Dark Clergy.

As long as he didn’t get rid of this, he couldn’t teleport; he couldn’t even use his personal space.

Amberser had thought about hiding the Divine Position in this Underground City, but in the end, he decided not to delay and sell it as soon as possible.

The problem now was, to whom could he sell the Divine Position for a suitable price?