Chapter 162: The Cave’s Fire (2)

“I’d like to hear everyone else’s opinions as well,” the Inquisitor said. “Will you surrender to me? Or will you side with Mr. Death King and confront me?

Haha

, I’m fine with either option.”

“Isn’t this considered betrayal?” the Black Witch asked, pressing a palm to her forehead. Perhaps she was having a headache. She glared at the psychopath she had known for a long time. “We swore not to antagonize each other. Once that night, and once more when we cleared the twenty-eighth floor with Death King. I thought making the same vow twice would make it even harder to break...”

“It’s okay! We can just ignore it this time. Whether I win or not, the stage will still be cleared. Either way, we come out victorious. We just have different opinions on how to win!”

“

Phew...

”

“I’ll side with the Death King,” the Sword Star said. “I came to the Tower because I was tired of pursuing quick results in life. I’ve come this far, so I don’t want to go back to the old ways. Pantheon Master, you politely asked me to surrender, but I’ll respectfully decline.”

My colleagues left the Inquisitor’s side one by one. He watched them leave with a smile.

“Aha, I see! I’m hopelessly not to be trusted!”

Five people stood behind me while the Inquisitor was alone. Until yesterday, several of my colleagues had agreed with him, the Countess being one of them. However, after seeing how their species were doing, not a single person sided with the Inquisitor anymore.

“That’s not it,” the Paladin said. “We all know you’re a great guild leader, but we also know that you’ll be the worst parent to all these species. And children resemble their parents. Leaving all these creatures in your care... it’d be safer to leave them to the Viper.”

“What? Why are you bringing me up? I’m staying out of this,” the Viper grumbled.

“It was a compliment. You would be a better parent than the Inquisitor.”

“

Oi, oi...

Unbelievable. You’re basically telling me that I would be a better leader than Hitler.”

It was six against one but, despite the overwhelming disadvantage, the Inquisitor was still smiling. He seemed confident.

“What do you plan to do from now on? Mr. Death King, the civilization I built is strong. The slaves have already forgotten their wild nature and are under the reign of the Shellmounts! It seems like you peeked into the Terras’ secret meeting but, even there, no one dared to condemn or slander the Shellmounts! They simply performed their funeral ritual. That’s how strong the Shellmounts’ reign is!”

I knew it.

He had been intentionally leaving the goblin gathering alone. Just like me, the Inquisitor could walk around while invisible, secretly ruling for two hundred years. There was no way he hadn’t noticed the goblins’ secret meetings. However, he seemed to believe it wasn’t a big deal.

“I’m sorry, but your species have lost all hope. They just mourn and commemorate the past. I made sure this would happen over the two hundred years I’ve been here. Mr. Death King, do you have a way to make those who are kneeling revolt?”

I quietly looked around the underground empire. It was already dawn. A ray of blue light flowed in from the hole in the ceiling of the underground civilization.

The goblins crawled out of the pits, blinking despite their thick, heavy eyelids. In this era, the last ones to go to sleep were slaves, though they were also the first to get up in the morning.

“I won’t be the one to make them revolt.”

I opened the Civilization Store to look at the items.

Oracle Message: 20 points

Animal Possession: 40 points

Dream Appearance: 100 points

Prey Search: 5 points

Bronze-Grade Settlement Search: 80 points

Tribe-Grade General (Random draw): 100 points

Bronze-Grade Technology Invention (Random draw): 1,000 points

“I’m just giving them a chance to stand up for themselves,” I said, making my selection.