T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Caen, who had been investigating the theft of Black Frost's goods, suddenly returns.

The ongoing investigation brought good news.

Jiang Heyi rubbed his temples: "Wait a minute, who do you think stole it?"

"The Leaf Elves, a race that lives on the southern side of the territory, beyond the borders."

"What goods could possibly warrant such a cross-border theft, resulting in the killing of all the escorts?"

Caen swallowed hard.

Jiang Heyi frowned more and more: "Don't be nervous, just say it."

"The scepter symbolizes the pinnacle of the Leaf Elf race's forging craftsmanship, and is a treasure inlaid with a special magic array that can draw on the essence of plants and trees."

"The dark elves sent by Blackfrost assisted in the theft, but were killed by the infiltrated Leaf Elves on their return journey, and the stolen items were taken back."

In other words, this is a case of the thief being chased by the perpetrator?

Why is Black Frost taking his anger out on them? Are you crazy?

Chapter 355 The Tea Master's Enlightenment

After sorting through their thoughts, the details of the attack in the first playthrough gradually became clear.

For reasons unknown, Blackfrost wanted to obtain the Leaf Sprite's treasure.

The dark elves they hired were excellent; they broke into the ancestral land of the Leaf Elves, stole, and escaped in one fell swoop.

The decaying leaves must have had a special method of location tracking, so the Black Frost caravan that had completed its transaction with the Dark Elves was exposed and wiped out within the Silent Territory.

French fries noticed something was wrong.

"Is it necessary for them to seek our consent?"

After briefly recalling the details from the first playthrough, Jiang Heyi was enlightened.

The former lord was a well-known good-for-nothing. The unspoken understanding among nobles was that they could maintain the status quo on the surface, but what mattered was whether there were any benefits behind the scenes?

Given Blackfrost's high regard for the scepter, he must have dispatched a large number of messengers to search for it shortly after the goods went missing.

Even if the traces left at the scene cannot point to the decaying leaves, there is no reason to definitively link it to Lord Wasteful Snacks.

They kept sending letters demanding the scepter, but the intervals between them were long, which didn't seem like they were in a hurry to ask for it. Instead, it seemed like they were announcing their pretext for war.

Got it all.

"If we can't get the scepter, we'll just grab a bunch of pigs for the New Year. We don't want to leave empty-handed anyway," the jailer grumbled. "The people of our empire are so honest and simple."

The Black Frost attack seems inevitable; there's no escaping it.

As the stronger party, he wanted to attack Silent Territory, and even if there was no reason, he could create one.

Being weak is the biggest mistake.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Since we can't avoid it anyway, let's just call for reinforcements." He clenched his fist in bed. "Let's go and communicate with the Leaf Spirit."

As a locally renowned adventurer with acquaintances among the surrounding alien races, Caen was more than willing to take on this task.

I set off in the morning, and Fuye's reply arrived in the evening.

Jiang Heyi was taken aback: "Refuse?"

The jailer immediately got anxious: "Hey buddy, what do you mean by refusing? Do you think our lord is no good? Look closely, this is the sage lord with an impeccable reputation, Cyber ​​Potato, not the former good-for-nothing."

Caen swallowed hard. "They said... the scepter has been recovered, the criminal has been punished, and there's no need to worry about it."

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Kaen continued, "They also said that the conflict between Blackfrost and Silent Territory was an internal affair of the Empire and had nothing to do with them."

French fries pressed against the corner of his eyebrow and kept rubbing it.

"They can't afford to offend the Empire, and they've already taken back the scepter. Rather than continuing to pursue this and create unnecessary trouble, it's better to pretend nothing happened."

Just as the Silent Territory was getting on track and thriving, the countdown to Black Frost's attack cast a shadow over everything.

Once your territory is invaded, no matter how well you managed it in the early stages, once it's all destroyed, your rating won't be good.

Having already experienced the oppressive feeling of having a large number of high-level mages assisting them in their first playthrough, they figured defending the castle wouldn't be a problem.

However, it's wishful thinking to try and stop the massive number of Tier 6 Black Frost from invading the core area of ​​the territory; there's no time to build a magic array on the spot.

Navas's entrance interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"My lord, the Imperial Inquisitors will arrive in the territory in three days. You need to prepare in advance."

Is it coming soon? The crucial review for whether an acting lord can be officially recognized.

With so much time having passed, it won't be easy for the judge to find out anything.

According to what he heard, most of these judges were just going through the motions, and none of them were really committed to investigating the cause of death.

The only question is whether the nobles in the capital are vying for power behind the scenes and parachuting in a new lord.

Won't this strip away the lord's uniqueness and indirectly lead to failure?

"The start was so good, and no one in the territory is acting like a troublemaker anymore." The woman pouted, put her quill on it, and muttered to herself, "We're going to be harassed by the judges, worry about the nobles in the capital causing trouble from afar, and also have to be wary of the upcoming attack from Black Frost."

Siyuanti added: "One of the local gang members is particularly rude."

The study looked like it was filled with seven bitter gourds, each one frowning and racking its brains for a way out.

The jailer put his hands behind his head and his legs on the table, causing the chair legs to groan piercingly. He didn't care at all, treating it as just a rocking chair swaying.

"If only there were a way to solve all the problems at once."

I leaned back in the chair, but felt the back of my head hit something soft.

The jailer turned his head and saw that Orange Tea was innocently rubbing her stomach.

"Sorry!" He quickly sat up straight, bracing himself for the disdainful and judgmental gazes of the crowd.

Orange Tea pinched her flat stomach, glanced around at the worried faces in the room, and asked curiously, "Is an Imperial Inquisitor a high-ranking official?"

"Being sent out to inspect the border territories means that one can definitely represent the face of the empire."

Orange Tea licked his lips: "Then, if he stays in the territory, and Black Frost attacks the territory, wouldn't that be tantamount to fighting against the Empire?"

In an instant, Orange Tea, no, Tea Goddess, she once again became the focus of the entire room.

The jailer was already humming: "Some careless remarks~~~~"

French Fries clapped: "Tea God has finally figured it out! After killing all the Silence and leading everyone to boost the Jailer's stats, he's come up with another brilliant plan."

She turned to look at Jiang Heyi, only to find him still deep in thought.

"Isn't the Tea Master's suggestion a good one?"

Jiang Heyi couldn't help but bite his thumb, hesitated, and then offered another idea that branched out from the Tea God's plan.

“Even if we delay the judge in the territory by various means, he will probably only follow the will of the nobles from the capital and will kick us, the acting lords, out sooner or later.”

"We can't gamble on that possibility."

The Four Primordial Beings asked, "But the fourth layer restricts our area of ​​activity, making it impossible for us to go to the capital to plead our case."

"There's no need for arguments or persuasion. There's a way to force the empire's high command to choose us, even if it's only temporarily."

……

……

Judge Cornia arrived in the Silent Territory on the 19th day of the simulation.

This was a solemn and austere middle-aged man, dressed in a wide white robe in the style of a toga, his brows always furrowed, as if he held a rigorous heart of judgment and evaluation over everything around him.

After only a brief encounter, everyone reached a consensus that the other person was "difficult to get along with."

Konia did not accept Jiang Heyi's invitation to stay in the castle. Instead, he chose three cabins outside the castle that were provided for the territory's guards, and moved in with his three guards and two mages.

The arrogant Basque nobles had a very unpleasant relationship with the boundary between reality and illusion, but the Wilt family had the exact opposite attitude.

Jiang Heyi gave face on the bounty order, and the Wilt family reciprocated by having their family members assist in the construction of the irrigation canal, even though they were refused.

Because of this minor incident that was reported, when Broca of the Wilt family came to visit, everyone from the Reality and Illusion Boundary was present.

It's rare to see one side in this simulation that's relatively human-like; we must respect them, in case we can get some assistance.

Broca was as direct as when they first met.

"The Basques have already made contact with the people in the capital, and the final result from Konya will certainly not satisfy you."

Players cannot obtain information from the capital. Broca's words help the boundary between reality and illusion open up a god's-eye view, allowing them to know in advance that this inspection is nothing more than a formality.

Why are you telling us?

“You have brought about tremendous changes to this vast territory in just half a month, and we have witnessed it all.”

“We are not those old-fashioned Basque nobles. Compared to the land we cannot give up, which has been conquered and expanded, being ruled by a parasite and turned into a mess, you are clearly a better choice.”

"The Wilt family is offering help?"

“We’ll help whoever wins,” Broca smiled. “If you can secure more chips, we’ll consider it.”

After Konia's arrival, the virtual-real boundary can no longer execute time skipping.

The next morning, I accompanied Konia to inspect the graveyard of the Waste Snack Lord, and the route matched Broca's warning.

Konya's face was grim, his wrinkles like dried-up riverbeds: "Cyber ​​Potato Acting Lord, what is this?"

After the fake coffin was buried in the woods behind the castle, Jiang Heyi deliberately had his burial place dug up after the burial to create the illusion that someone hated him so much that they whipped his corpse until no remains were left.

After more than half a month of wind and rain, moss grew on the coffin, and a new green shoot sprouted from the grave mound.

An autopsy was performed, but the body was nowhere to be found.

Tracing the path, time obscures it.

"Your Honorable Judge... we are unaware of this."

Jiang Heyi feigned surprise and panic, and the entire crew of the virtual and real boundary acted like drama queens, as if afraid the scene wasn't chaotic enough, and jumped straight into the grave pit, pretending to be searching.

“You have not even been able to properly preserve the body of a lord.”

"Why bury them so early? What about your magic? Is it all just for show?"

Konia spoke harshly, and almost touched Jiang Heyi's nose with one hand.

Jiang Heyi said helplessly, "If the lord suddenly dies, and it's due to a plague, no one can take responsibility."

Konya persisted: "Could the plague possibly break through ice magic?"

"As an Imperial Knight, I must consider the well-being of the Imperial people. If I were to break through to the next level, I would not be able to bear the responsibility."

Jiang Heyi's humble posture emboldened Konia, and Toga's wide robe sleeves nearly slapped him in the face.

"I need to question who discovered the body on the day of the incident."

"Check everyone inside the castle one by one."

"At the same time, I will take over everything here."

Jiang Heyi lowered his head and bowed respectfully, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

He asked, "Judge Konya, now that you have taken over everything, do I need to report to you on the matters currently being handled?"

Konia scoffed, "Did you buy your Imperial Knight title? Do you even need to ask that?"

Back in his study, Jiang Heyi took out the documents he had prepared beforehand and handed them over.

Konia, who was constantly finding fault with everything, took the document and couldn't help but look up and stare at Jiang Heyi.

"You're quite cooperative."

"Of course, I should learn from Your Honor," Jiang Heyi said humbly.

It's pointless to punch a piece of cotton. Since Jiang Heyi is cooperating in everything, he doesn't need to be too harsh.

Konia suppressed his aggression and began to examine the document carefully.

The content mostly covers the reforms he carried out as acting lord during this period, involving various aspects of the territory.

There's really nothing to worry about; these reforms will inevitably be overturned once the new lord arrives.