A different world game? A different world game!

Under the cover of darkness, a castle stood on the top of a hill. Looking out from the windows of the castle, the lights were brightly lit inside, as if a grand banquet was being held.

Inside the banquet hall, laughter and joy echoed endlessly. Men and women, dressed in light and cool clothing, gathered around each other and reveled in the lascivious songs.

A tall, beautiful woman, dressed in a gauze-textured dress, walked through the banquet with a proud stride.

A drunk man was attracted to her and leaned against her.

She pulled the man into her arms, her sharp nails scratching his cheek, leaving a bloody mark. She took the blood from her nails into her mouth, exhaling a seductive aroma, and whispered in the man's ear, "Am I so fascinating to you?"

Immediately afterwards, the hand on the man's chest suddenly exerted force.

"Ahhh!" the man screamed, his voice a mixture of pain and pleasure.

The palm with sharp nails was like a sharp blade, piercing through the man's chest and digging wantonly inside his chest.

Amidst the screams of pain, a bright red heart was dug out and was still beating in her palm.

The man's voice gradually weakened, his arm loosened, and he fell heavily to the ground. Blood flowed from the wound, staining the floor red.

"Ahhh!"

There were bursts of screams all around, but these sounds were not out of fear, but full of joy and happiness.

The woman stuck out her tongue, and her originally red tongue had turned into a slender snake-like tongue, slowly licking the heart in her hand.

She lifted the heart, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed it in one gulp. As she swallowed, her neck involuntarily swelled.

Only after she had swallowed it completely did she lick her lips with satisfaction, as if she had just done something ordinary, and then continued to move forward.

She pushed open a door, entered the room, and closed the door casually, instantly isolating herself from the noise outside.

Inside the room, a black-robed figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

The proud woman looked at the figure in black robe. Although she was not surprised, the expression on her face clearly revealed a hint of unwelcome.

"What are you doing here? I don't have any suitable candidates. I have lost contact with all the spies I sent in before." After saying that, she sat on the sofa next to her, picked up the cup of blood-like drink on the coffee table, and took a sip.

"Of course not for this. I just came to thank you for your assistance in making our plan go perfectly." The shadow believer said with a smile.

"Oh, what you asked them to do is simply a waste of their value. The chaos they caused was insignificant and had no effect at all." The woman was obviously extremely dissatisfied.

As a believer in desire, she spent a lot of time and energy helping the god she believed in build a spy organization that was completely unaffected by the power of evil gods, designed to deal with the troublesome Night's Watch.

But this action almost destroyed most of her achievements. It is impossible to say that she has no complaints.

What made her even more angry was that these results did not play the role she expected.

"No, no, no, the role of these girls cannot be underestimated. Slight changes can often bring fatal effects. What's the point of causing large-scale chaos?" The shadow's believer explained with a smile. The smooth progress of the plan made him in a good mood.

"Just to send a few people in?"

"Just for those few people, they are all believers chosen by God himself. They alone are enough." Hearing this, the follower of desire still felt dissatisfied and continued, "What effect will it have? They still can't stir up much trouble in the inner areas of the Night's Watch. We all know that the only way to defeat the Night's Watch is to break through head-on. It is extremely difficult to tempt the Night's Watch to fall, and it is even more difficult to plunge them into chaos. In front of them, we have almost no way to hide."

These are all experiences accumulated in the fight against the Night's Watch over the years.

"So even if there are only a few of them, the Night's Watch, occupying such a vast territory, can't conduct a blanket search. Even the Skaven can't do that.

Our mission this time isn't to cause chaos within the Night's Watch, but to keep them out of sight as much as possible. They've successfully infiltrated and are now hidden, and external pressure has left the Night's Watch without sufficient manpower to conduct a comprehensive search. This alone is sufficient to achieve our goal."

The follower of Desire shook his head and waved his hand casually, saying, "I don't care what you're planning. As long as there's enough to gain in the end, then all the effort will be worth it. After all, this is the oracle of our god. I hope our cooperation will bear fruitful results."

"Of course, look forward to it."

……

Near the Tower of Trials, there is a Night Watchman's residence.

Weier looked at Lelia in front of her, rolled her eyes, and asked, "Sister Lelia, with your strength, shouldn't you be very busy at this time?"

Hearing this, Lelia lowered her head slightly and looked at her calmly and seriously.

"Unfortunately, we were indeed very busy before, but even so, we need to rest, and now is my turn to rest. So, what are you still standing there for? Continue training!" As she said that, she swung the red whip in her hand with force, and it exploded in the air.

The moment the red whip exploded, Weil trembled involuntarily, lowered her head silently, and continued to train.

"I took the time to look through the trial records of your advancement. Your failure is indeed not entirely your fault. But failure is failure, no matter what the reason. Especially your team. You represent the new generation of the Night's Watch, especially you."

After hearing this, Wei'er unconsciously sped up her training.

What Lelia said was not false.

Kana's experiences have long been recorded in the historical records of the Night's Watch. Most of his past events have been glossed over, and the focus has been on the period after he fled the royal capital.

Because this implies that light is born from blood.

Weil occupies a very special place in this record.

Most members of the Night's Watch believe that Kana's initial rescue operation laid the foundation for the Night's Watch's existence.

At that time, as a distrusted dandy prince, he was sent to an area that was essentially used to monitor him at a critical moment.

There, the first thing he did was to deal with the rat infestation, and that was when he encountered the so-called Void for the first time.

It was at this critical moment that he saved a young child, and the founders of the Night's Watch, such as Kana, Aliris, Popot, and Black, also met at this moment and took the first step towards walking hand in hand.

Although it was originally just an ordinary pest control operation, as the Night Watch grew stronger and Kana's reputation became more and more famous, this series of processes were gradually studied in depth and given a sacred color.

As a result, Weir's existence is endowed with a unique meaning. (End of this chapter)