Looking at the group of generals in front of him, Schuck rubbed his forehead helplessly. “It’s not a matter of money—the problem is that you don’t have any.”


  At those words, all the generals felt extremely insulted.

  In this world, ninety-nine percent of those who could become generals were of noble origin, and as for the one percent, they were not too short of money after becoming generals of the Guardians of Light.

  “Your Holiness, you may underestimate our fighting prowess, but you must never underestimate our financial prowess,” a very naive-looking general shouted, “especially in such matters that concern men’s happiness.”


  It was indeed a matter of men’s happiness. Schuck looked at this simple-looking general and smiled.

  This naive-looking man, whom he also knew, was the one who liked to use surprise tactics the most among all the generals and had a black heart.

  Normally, this person would always wait for an opportunity to move, but now he took the initiative to step forward; he either had an ulterior motive, or he was truly charmed by the succubi.

  But then on second thought, Schuck thought it would be the latter.

  Being a Saint Samurai himself, he had no stake in it.

  And most importantly, he heard that this man was quite lecherous. Perhaps it was the two reasons combined and the man was simply desperate to get a taste of a succubus.

  Schuck said, “How much do you think it would cost to transfer a spot for a succubus to you from my people?”


  “It shouldn’t be more than ten gold coins,” someone replied.

  “Heh.” Schuck laughed. “The cost of the contract alone is already that much, and the line of people waiting for the contract is now over twenty to thirty thousand. My people have offered a price of twenty gold coins for a spot.”


  Hearing this figure, these generals looked at each other.

  Dinah, on the side, pursed her lips and laughed lightly for a moment.

  This figure was already quite ridiculous.

  Honestly, even Schuck was shocked by this figure.

  Then the players realized that there were really a lot of tycoons amongst them.

  Some people even asked rhetorically: “Not to mention the quota fee, plus the contract fee, it has to be thirty gold coins. A succubus converted into RMB, is about 450,000……” “Is it really worth it?” “What’s not worth it?”


  In reality, it was impossible to get a girl like that for 450,000 RMB. And not only did the succubi make for great companions, they were also excellent assistants.

  They could do a lot of things, such as scouting, fighting, and supporting.

  Buy early and enjoy early!

  This was the slogan of those who used the money to buy “spots.”


  Hearing that it would cost around 30 gold coins in total, even these generals hesitated.

  As good as the succubi were, gold coins posed a problem. No wonder the great Saint Samurai said we had no money. They really didn’t have money.

  The generals were not willing to disperse, and after they conferred with each other for a while, the naive general asked, “Your Holiness, so, do your people accept physical collateral?”


  “That should be fine.” Schuck thought about it and said, “They prefer hard currency, such as magic materials, properties, and certain industries.”


  “That’s easy to handle.” The generals sighed in relief in unison.

  They might not have much money, but each of them had a territory, large or small.

  It was no problem to divide some out and exchange it for a succubus.

  “Looks like you guys want to sell the land,” Schuck said with a smile. “I’ll go talk to them, then, and see if they’re willing.” “Then sorry to trouble Your Holiness.”


  Schuck smiled and said, “You’re welcome. We’re all colleagues, we should help each other.” Then, Schuck smoothly formed a good relationship with these generals.

  After all, Schuck was considered a Saint Samurai who appeared out of nowhere and had entered the Church of the Light just a little over three years ago.

  A lot of connections needed to be established.

  This was his first step to successfully enlist the mid-level forces of the church.

  UICII.

  Those Mages who were responsible for helping players contract succubi were delighted to hear about this.

  Land and property were a great thing.

  Love for land was rooted in the blood of the vast majority of the people of China.

  Wherever they went, if they were to live there permanently, they’d want to have their own land and home.

  So the contract Mages, directly putting the player spots aside, for now, helped all of the hundred or so generals contract a succubus. Almost every Mage was given a small estate.

  They were also located near the capital of Fareins.

  The locations were amazing.

  The player Mages were happy, and the generals of the Guardians of Light were also happy.

  The smiling generals returned with their succubi, and before they could enter their tents, they were brought by the guards into Schuck’s tent.

  10

  “Now you all have your own succubus.” Schuck looked around the group. “I know what you’re thinking, but women can’t stay in the army for long, except for Saint Samurai. Even William was transferred back by me, so what are your thoughts.”


  The group of generals wore embarrassed expressions, and no one spoke.

  Schuck continued, “So take the succubi back two kilometers, set up camp by yourselves, and teach them the common sense of the main plane. Also, Dinah and I will take over your management for the time being. In two days, you will have the succubi wait at the portal by themselves, and then you will return to the army and take charge of your troops again, is that clear?”


  The generals froze and then rejoiced. “Understood.”


  Schuck nodded, while a notification appeared in the system that his reputation in the army had, again, increased considerably.

  It had been quite busy on Roland’s side too.

  Andonara woke up.

  Whether it was an illusion or not, she seemed to be more beautiful.

  Her physical qualities greatly improved again and her combat power was much stronger.

  Roland had barely been able to see her combat moves after reaching level twelve, and now he couldn’t see them again.

  The good thing, though, was that he could still break her defense. It was just that the bite of the vise was a little stronger and Roland was just more prone to back pain.

  After Andonara recovered, she took over Christina’s job and began guarding the patch of Inferno Grass.

  Roland, on the other hand, began to greet the players coming from all over the place.

  They had all come to ask Roland for help with the equality contract.

  Not everyone liked succubi.

  Roland had said on the forum that the rules of the contract were to bring their own materials and each person had to pay three gold coins for the contract fee.

  If he didn’t sleep, Roland could perform hundreds of contracts a day.

  But instead of doing that, he set a quota of one hundred per day.

  Then his free time was spent studying magic.

  The thing about money, of course, was that the more the better.

  But relatively speaking, Roland was not short of money for the time being, and he’d get more and more money if he endured for a while longer.

  So, he only had to earn a decent amount of money right now. In this way, the Realm of Devils Expedition came to a temporary halt.

  The players were busy making good relations with the succubi.

  On the side of Guardians of Light, although Schuck only gave the generals two days, the soldiers’ minds were not quite right now.

  After all, the players’ camp was not far away, and they would be drawn to the sound of the succubi wooing that came from over there.

  So the morale of the Guardians of Light was a bit poor right now.

  As each day passed, the number of players who mastered the succubus contract grew. The number of succubi “depleted” faster and faster.

  After ten days, there were only 20,000 succubi left.

  The number of people seeking Roland for equality contracts was starting to get smaller, and most of the players had already rushed to the front lines in the Realm of Devils.

  The number of players, which had reached a terrifying ninety thousand, was already approaching the number of the Guardians of Light.

  “There aren’t many succubi left, let’s move on to save the succubi.”


  Such a call began to be communicated by guilds to the expeditionary command.

  Soon, Roland also teleported over from Delpon.

  The guild chairmen in the battle conference room all looked at him.

  Finally, it was Moogle of Fatter Cat who asked, “Roland, can you inform the Guardians of Light that we are going to move on?”


  “Let’s start on our own, there’s no need to inform them,” Roland said without hesitation. “We are already going to outnumber the Guardians of Light, the main battle power is now on our side.”


  The crowd immediately understood, and then the players packed up their tents and continued on their way. Pompei, the city in the Realm of Devils that Paimon was guarding.

  As the twelfth-ranked megacity in the Realm of Devils, Pompei had a rather large number of demons.

  Paimon lived in the palace in the very center of the city.

  He wasn’t in such a good mood right now.

  Across from him was a Demon God, Sidi, and another Demon God, Judas. Judas looked at Sidi, who wore a foul expression, and said helplessly, “Paimon, don’t worry so much. Those Golden Sons may not be able to fight their way here.”


  This place was still at least three hundred miles from the front line where the players were.

  “I’m worried? What am I worried about?” Paimon grunted, then looked to Sidi. “Your ploy doesn’t seem to be of much use.”


  Sidi looked bitter. “It doesn’t make sense. By now the Guardians of Light should have already fought with the Golden Sons. Why is it like this?”


  They used their special long-range “peeping” spell to look at the current situation of the succubi.

  Although they had been captured by the Golden Sons, they weren’t at all depressed.

  It didn’t even manage to stir up conflict between the Golden Sons and the Guardians of Light.

  Moreover, the amount of information passed back by the succubi was decreasing.

  Though there were a few succubi that mentioned the marriage contract, this was inexplicable and couldn’t be understood.

  “Why don’t I go check it out,” said Sidi, feeling a little humiliated. She thought she’d go see what was going on. As a result, the other two Demon Gods both stopped her.

  “No, you’re rather cranky. If you go and the Golden Sons find out, those guys might taunt

  you.”


  Sidi shouted irritably, “So what? Am I afraid of those little guys?”.

  Paimon took a deep breath. “Indeed, you are not afraid of the Golden Sons, but if you dare to make a move, the three goddesses may descend. I just trapped a Mage of the Golden Sons, and the Nether God descended with a clone and slashed me.”


  The other two looked at the scar on Paimon’s chest, their expressions slightly tense.

  Demon Gods were Demigod-level and above, and with the help of divine power, their recovery ability was extremely strong. Even if their heads were cut off, they’d be fine; as long as the soul was there, the physical body could be reborn.

  Not to mention small wounds, even deep wounds a few centimeters deep would heal in just a few minutes and wouldn’t leave a single

  scar.

  But there on Paimon’s chest was a long gash that hadn’t gone away even till now.

  Looking at Paimon’s wounds, neither Sidi nor Judas had any thoughts of taking on the Golden Sons themselves.

  They weren’t a match for the lawful gods yet, so it was reasonable to try to keep a low profile. But there were many things that you couldn’t afford to keep a low profile about. The Golden Sons were now coming this way, and with great haste.

  If they were not stopped and allowed to kill their way through the city, Paimon’s strength would be greatly reduced once he lost a large number of believers.

  “What now?” said Paimon, feeling a headache. “My people, surely, are no match for those Golden Sons.” Although the city had a population of a million, it was nothing against outrageously strong professionals like the Golden Sons.

  And they, as the strongest combatants, could not go down and fight in person.

  They felt suffocated.

  In the army of players, Roland teleported to Fareins while they were stationed at rest and then teleported to the place where the floating city was being made. After first collecting some magic bricks while planting a new “magic solar systems and enlarging the cavity some more, Roland was just out of the entrance when he saw the butler standing in front of him and delivering Stephanie’s orders.

  She wanted to invite Roland to meet her at the manor in the capital.

  Stephanie looked rather unsightly when she saw Roland.

  Not the kind of unsightly look when one saw someone they hated, but simply an unsightly look, the most superficial kind.

  Her hair had lost its luster, and her skin was beginning to look rough and dry.

  This made her attractiveness decrease greatly.

  But she was still pretty, just not as pretty as before.

  “What’s happened to you?” Roland asked in surprise.

  Sitting next to Stephanie was another noblewoman.

  This noblewoman was plump and very white.

  Stephanie did not introduce her but directly said, “In the past few days, when I slept, I felt that someone was at the head of my bed, talking to me all the time. At first, I thought it was an illusion and called Lady Bluebird to accompany me, but it still didn’t work. That disgusting voice was still at the head of my bed.”


  Roland looked to the noblewoman next to him. “Did Lady Bluebird not hear anything?”


  The noblewoman who had been curiously surveying Roland shook her head. “I didn’t hear anything, but rather, the quality of my sleep seems to be better.” Roland paused, said “Sorry,” walked directly to Stephanie, and pressed the palm of his right hand on her forehead.

  Then Roland’s spirit rushed into Stephanie’s spiritual consciousness. The noblewoman next to her was somewhat surprised and covered her mouth with a white feather fan. She had seen enough to know that Roland had entered Stephanie’s spiritual world.

  But this was very dangerous and such an action was quite private.

  Under normal circumstances, even between husband and wife, something like this wouldn’t happen.

  Are these two…… really having an adulterous affair?

  A few moments later, Roland retreated from Stephanie’s spiritual world.

  His expression was serious. “Your soul has been infested. Where have you been recently?” Stephanie sighed helplessly. “So it’s true.”