Origin Paradise!

It was obvious that the sparrow girl did not need to live in an eight-person cell of less than ten square meters. She had excellent bread-baking skills. Although this skill was not essential for production, when the bread successfully impressed a nobleman, her promotion to third-class citizen was a matter of course.

“Mr. Aylan, your… red bean bread.” The sparrow girl stopped in her tracks, leaned over with one hand on her knee, panting. She wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead, which was covered in a light mist due to the blizzard.

Aya Lun wore a gentle and polite smile, her white suit impeccably tailored.

"If I remember correctly, this should be the 100th one. Based on my past observations, it seems that merchants always prepare a little surprise at times like this."

Ayarlen made no attempt to hide his anticipation, and at the same time, he savored the bread with great interest; he really liked human things.

The sparrow girl blushed slightly. The handsome man in front of her ate a red bean bread every morning. This was the fourth month since they met, and she was able to escape from the dark and filthy prison thanks to him.

If she could, she would like to stay by the young man's side for the rest of her life.

“Mr. Ai Yalun… I used my savings to enroll in Grandma Shi Mei’s lady class.”

"You sound very determined."

"No, I just don't want to embarrass you in the future."

“I’m not the kind of guy who cares about this kind of thing.”

Upon hearing this, the sparrow girl lowered her head, her face flushing even more. She had been studying ladylike etiquette very diligently, and the thought of accompanying the other person to a dazzling ball filled her with anticipation for the future.

"Look up and look at me."

The sparrow girl obediently raised her head. No matter how many times, the young man's handsome face would make her heart flutter. But for some reason, this time, there was something chilling in his still gentle expression.

In an instant, all the longing and ambiguity vanished, and the sparrow girl's face gradually turned pale. She inexplicably wanted to run away, but her feet wouldn't obey her commands.

In Ayarlen's dark eyes, the girl began to petrify little by little, from bottom to top.

"Don't be afraid, my gaze is gentler than death."

"Sir!" the sparrow girl cried out in terror.

Aylan's expression was gentle as she said, "What difference does life or death make for someone who has no value?"

The sparrow girl's voice trembled as she hurriedly said, "Sir, I won't go to the ladies' class anymore. I'm willing to bake bread for you for the rest of my life."

But your heart has already left.

Ayalen regretfully threw away the bread she had only taken a bite of. In that brief moment, all the effort and devotion she had put into the bread for survival vanished, and it tasted no different from any other bread she could find.

boom!

The petrified sparrow girl exploded, scattering pieces of stone across the snow.

Ayaron stood up, crushing the cheek-shaped pebbles into dust. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and a giant scythe suddenly appeared. With a gentle swing, the bakery not far away was swept away and submerged by the watery night, disappearing completely.

call!

A blond boy fell from the sky and knelt on one knee. He was none other than Krog, the ruler of the vampire city and a high-ranking nobleman.

"Lord True Ancestor of the Night."

"Don't worry about me, just continue as usual."

Aylan smiled and said, "You are my first family member, like my child. I believe in your abilities."

The blond youth lowered his head and solemnly said, "Your subordinate will surely wipe out the human rebellion and capture the assassin, but before that, please make sure that you remain in the Blood Palace."

Despite the presumptuous "orders" from her family, Ayalen smiled as usual, simply lowering her scythe lightly.

Strength Talent: Wrathful Slash.

Physical talent: Body Severing.

Spiritual Talent: Soul Severing.

The three talents, activated together, combined with the corrosive night magic and the afterglow of the ancient serpent god, together created an extremely sharp and powerful slashing ability.

Ayaren bared his sharp fangs. Every True Ancestor or Wolf King inherited a portion of the power of the Serpent God. The serpent fangs he truly wielded were most adept at slashing.

A sharp glint flashed past the blond boy from behind.

The person and his own shadow were thus separated.

Suddenly, a dense humanoid shadow emerged from the shadows, accompanied by a wailing sound, and then the eerie shadow vanished and died.

When the blond boy came to his senses, his face turned deathly pale. He disregarded his dignity as a nobleman and immediately knelt down, silently begging for forgiveness.

"This has nothing to do with you; it's the True Ancestor of Shadows who has arrived."

Ayarn waved his hand and said, "To refine the power of the Serpent God as an authority, you not only need divine relics such as fangs, scales, and tails, but also the most crucial ancient god's blood."

"Unfortunately, somewhere in your vampire city, there exists something stained with a large amount of ancient god's blood, and that is the fundamental reason we came here."

"Dealing with the True Ancestor of Shadows is my business."

"You only need to complete your own assigned tasks."

The blond-haired boy, filled with trepidation, replied, "Your subordinate understands."

"As for now..." Aylan thought for a moment and laughed, "Go find some fresh human food, or I might really kill you."

"Yes."

……

On the wilderness.

A four-seater off-road vehicle is speeding along.

Silver Blade gripped the steering wheel, and the magnificent outline of the vampire city of Hamamatsu gradually appeared in the distance.

In the co-pilot's seat, Jiang He fed a piece of fresh furious beast meat to the mutated raven on his shoulder. This guy was a subordinate that Wu He had recently recruited, responsible for delivering information about the vampires.

"The True Ancestor of Darkness, the True Ancestor of Night, the True Ancestor of Shadow..."

"Relics of the gods, blood of ancient gods..."

"Human Resistance Organization: Fury..."

As a dedicated intelligence agent, Wuhe obtained firsthand information about the vampire city, but he didn't gain much in terms of the exact location of the Origin Executive or the precise data on the True Ancestor. His main goal at present is to find the coordinates of the End, so it's difficult for him to focus on in-depth intelligence.

Jiang He pondered to himself. To complete the main quest ② and conquer the vampire city, he would inevitably have to confront the True Ancestor of the Night. The enhancement and damage reduction of the Hero's Body would be quite troublesome. Although he wouldn't be targeted as relentlessly as he had against the enemy, Duke Yu, some preparations were still necessary.

“The three of you, we can’t drive any further. We’ll have to sneak in on foot.” Nanase Maki glanced at the communicator and said, “There’s an ancient tree about ten miles to the northeast. The Nanase family’s mole will meet with us there.”

In the back seat, Mirai Kamishiro clicked her tongue in surprise.

Among the nine clans of the Taiko, the Ichikai family is undoubtedly the most prominent, followed by the Nanase and Mitsuya families.

Such undercover agents in vampire cities not only need to be trained in terms of quality and loyalty, but their deployment is also extremely costly. Faced with the vampires' counter-espionage forces and the harsh living environment within the city, the survival rate is practically one in ten.

More importantly, since there are Nanase family spies in Hamamatsu City, it means that there are likely similar pawns in other vampire cities as well.

Even though they are all from the same clan, there are differences. At the very least, the Jiuye family does not have the resources to dispatch a large-scale spy force.

"You're really reliable, Minister," Silverblade praised, then teased, "Looks like I can look forward to the school trip you've arranged."

Nanase Maki smiled and replied, "As long as the mission succeeds, the budget will be sufficient no matter what."

Jiang He remained silent. He didn't actually recommend starting to enjoy the aftermath of a successful operation before even taking action.

The vehicle arrived at a desolate, dense forest ten miles away. After hiding and abandoning it, the four of them came to an inconspicuous ancient tree. Snowflakes fell heavily, but they did not disturb the dark, verdant surroundings.

When the appointed time arrived, the soil beneath the tree trembled, and a thin, middle-aged man crawled out, revealing a narrow secret passage behind him. The moment he stood up, his gaze quickly locked onto...

Nanase Maki is one of the four.

"0991, greetings, Miss."

The middle-aged man in the digital form reported seriously: "I am currently the manager of the cannery, and I have also successfully joined the Fury organization designated by the family's executive branch. The cannery is actually one of Fury's strongholds, and a purge operation is currently underway in the city. I hope you will consider this carefully, Miss."

“Arrange four reasonable identities, and they should stay together all the time,” Nanase Maki said. “We plan to assassinate five high-ranking nobles, and we need intelligence and supplies.”

After understanding Nanase Maki's determination, the middle-aged man led the four into the secret passage, while he carefully guarded the way ahead.

"Please follow me closely. Vampires are extremely sensitive to blood. There are several noble castles along the way."

Inside the secret passage, only extremely faint flames flickered on both sides.

The relatively slow pace of their journey made it difficult for the group to create distance between them. Silver Blade, wielding a folding knife, followed closely behind the middle-aged man with the number, with Nanase Maki following behind. Mirai Kamishiro could almost smell the fragrance of her senior's long hair, while simultaneously feeling the astonishing heat emanating from her senior's body from behind.

After advancing for half an hour, the group faintly heard footsteps overhead, clearly indicating that they had entered the vampire city. These secret passages were abandoned after being used once, as the vampires' hunting dogs could pinpoint their location by scent within two days at the latest.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man stopped. Before he knew it, the flames on both sides of the secret passage had gone out.

Silver Blade immediately went on alert, and Nanase Maki's expression turned solemn.

Mirai Kamishiro had been on high alert, but when the burning hot chest pressed against her back, the saccharin shock she had experienced yesterday seemed to reappear, causing her to go limp.

"my body……"

"I'm just too sensitive about my seniors."

"But that absolutely won't do."

Mirai Kamishiro's expression was resolute. She no longer restrained herself and even took a half step back. With a gentle sway of her hips, her long, slender legs, encased in black pantyhose, instantly straightened beneath her combat skirt.

"Even if they are released early, it cannot affect the operation."

Jiang He, standing at the very end of the line, expressionless, slapped the tea-haired girl on the back of the neck.

"Now is not the time for you to let your imagination run wild."

Mirai Kamishiro felt a pain in her neck and turned her head away in embarrassment and annoyance.

But at that moment, the middle-aged man spoke solemnly: "Everyone, the flames have gone out, which means that our comrades at the end of the secret passage have run into trouble. The vampire's purge operation may have affected this place. I will continue to advance to attract any potential enemies. You all stay here and go up to evacuate."

The middle-aged man turned his head, a pleading look in his eyes as he looked at Nanase Maki, and said, "Please, miss, treat my wife and family well when you go back."

Nanase Maki said solemnly, "Takeuchi Hanako, her name is on the personnel file, I've memorized it."

In the dimly lit secret passage, the middle-aged man with the number 66 had a solemn expression. His shadow seemed to be swaying, as if he could be annihilated with his life at any moment. Even Silver Blade couldn't help but admire the awareness of the Nanase family's spies.

The two sides then went their separate ways.

The middle-aged man with a resolute expression walked into the darkness.

The four began digging upwards through the rock strata. In less than a quarter of an hour, rocks began to fall, and light streamed down from the top of the secret passage.

Silver Blade and Nanase Maki climbed out one after the other.

"Senior, don't look up," Mirai whispered. She regretted not wearing her combat skirt; if her senior looked up, she would have almost no secrets left.

Jiang He, growing impatient, threw a punch upwards, striking the girl's pelvis precisely. The force of the punch almost sent her flying, but he casually stepped forward and leaped out of the secret passage.

Not far away, Mirai Kamishiro's expression was pained and complicated, and she couldn't help but cover her skirt and roll around on the ground.

"What a strong smell of blood."

"This place... should be the desolate area in the eastern part of the vampire city."

Nanase Maki looked around. They were in an abandoned building. Outside, weeds grew wildly, a desolate green. The building had no decorations and was full of dust and debris. It had twelve floors from bottom to top. From the ground, they could see the gloomy sky with snow falling everywhere.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted sharply.

At the edges of each floor, vampire warriors clad in black robes with crimson eyes appeared one after another, heads bowed and eyes lowered.

At the main entrance of the abandoned building, a young man in a black robe strolled leisurely in, followed by a middle-aged man bowing and scraping beside him.

"You mere human, yet you don't even bow before Lord Lawrence!"

The middle-aged man seemed to have completely changed his appearance; his solemnity and fearlessness had vanished, and his eyes were now filled with ferocity and disgust as he looked at the group.

“0991…” Nanase Maki’s expression darkened. “Do you know what you’re doing?”

Impossible. The other party could not possibly betray them. Not only are all the family members and relatives of the undercover agents in the hands of the Nanase family, but before being dispatched, these people also undergo brainwashing that can be described as torture. Their resistance to betrayal does not come entirely from psychology, but also from a huge physiological inertia, which even exceeds the use of illegal drugs.

The middle-aged man in the digital magazine said angrily, "Of course I know. I've had enough of the arrogant Nanase family, enough of being driven around like livestock. They dumped me here without a care in the world, and now that I've finally earned some dignity here, you want to take it away so easily. You deserve to die!"

"What 0991? I have my own name. From today onwards, I will live for myself. As for those so-called family members who live a comfortable life by exploiting me, let them all be destroyed!"

"Young lady, you have no idea what it feels like to lose your dignity!"

The middle-aged man in the digital world snarled, "I will strip you of all your dignity and trample on you mercilessly to atone for my suffering!"

The sudden betrayal made Nanase Maki frown. She didn't believe that an undercover agent who had been tortured could have any dignity. Considering the various situations in the mission, such dignity had long been destroyed in training.

The young man in black robes, Lawrence, watched the spectacle with a smile. When the middle-aged man's performance ended, he casually waved his hand, and his sharp fingernails, like a famous sword, instantly severed the man's arms.

"Dignity is precious."

"But you're really noisy in my ear."

"Let's do it."