Daily Life RPG System

The black raven was hopping mad to see the general appearing here, seemingly totally fine and at ease. This could only mean that his opponent left for another battlefield.

From the looks of it, this general was planning to rebel from the very beginning. As for the concealed demons, the black raven didn't even bother with exposing them.

At this moment, another ripple in space attracted everyone's attention. From there, a humanoid demoness carrying a purple umbrella stepped out, standing in the air.

One of the demons concealed by dark shadows shook slightly, but he quickly controlled himself.

The woman seemed to have sensed something, as her eyes moved from behind her mask, making eye contact with that demon.

However, that only lasted for a brief moment before they broke off their gazes, seemingly coming to an agreement.

Actually, these two were Paimon's parents, each of them betting on one of the two camps.

Although the black raven understood that these fellows were the leaders of the great demon clans, he didn't know their specific identities.

Behind them was no other than the traitorous general.

"Caw! Once a dog, always a dog!" the black raven cursed.

In response, the general shook his head, and his entire body began to expand, turning into a huge dog with blue fur, three heads, and rings of pale gray fire burning on his paws.

Hiro looked at the three-headed dog and felt that he seemed familiar, striking a resemblance to one of the monsters serving under Hades.

Then, he looked at the woman who made a sudden appearance and her dark umbrella, connecting her to Paimon.

That girl must have started her plans in the stronghold, but Hiro didn't know what contingency plans the other families left behind.

The Asmir Stronghold must be in a mess right now.

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"Who are you?" Ignoring the black raven, the blue dog looked in Hiro's direction, asking in a stern tone.

Hiro gave the dog a look. Although his entire body was concealed, everyone here was an expert and they could infer from his body language that he turned around.

Realizing that the stranger was staring at him without saying a word, the general didn't pursue the matter.

He returned to look at the black raven and spoke leisurely, "You've been following Lord Asmir for so long, so you understand a few things just like I do. This isn't a fight that she can win all on her own; espionage since Lord Dawnson took action personally this time."

Other than the black raven, everyone else was feeling confused at the mention of that name, Hiro included.

However, everyone could tell that from this general's perspective, he didn't feel like Asmir could be a match against this Dawnson in a one-on-one fight, let alone a siege.

Hiro was feeling a little curious now. From the way they were talking, it seemed as though there existed demons with exalted identities that placed them above Stronghold Lords.

However, when Hiro thought about it, these lords were indeed somewhat disappointing in terms of strength.

Did it have something to do with the purity of their demonic essence? That's the only thing I can think of, Hiro mused silently.

If a demon's bloodline had the ability to store and refine a value of 5 points pure demonic essence, and the rest was standard demonic energy, then it made sense that they'd be weaker than a demon with 7, 9, or 10 points of purified demonic essence.

However, Hiro didn't have a scale on hand to determine the purity of a demon's bloodline and their storage of demonic essence.

Thinking about it, this is similar to the foundation of a Daoist Immortal, as their strength in any given realm was determined based on their foundation.

This foundation includes but isn't limited to secret techniques, body refinement, comprehensions, bloodline, etc.

When thought of this way, Hiro could understand the disparity in strength between Asmir and the other lords.

Thus, he could also infer how strong that mysterious Dawnson was. Realizing that it would take too much effort on his part if he wished to lure Asmir's followers into the Valdmor Stronghold, Hiro began to hesitate.

Fighting one or two generals wouldn't pose a problem, but now that there's a traitor, the other generals will be facing multiple opponents at once.

The enemy generals who fled would join the other battlefield, and they would be on the roll for the rest of the battle.

In no time at all, they would besiege the Asmir Stronghold, and if the plot followed the usual pattern, Asmir would show up at the critical moment to save the day.

Fights on this level would take days if not weeks, and Hiro didn't want to spend his points in a reckless battle like this one.

After thinking things through, Hiro turned around and left decisively. He couldn't be bothered with this fight anymore.

He didn't believe that Asmir wouldn't provide her generals with trump cards. Both the black raven and that woman were facing three opponents at a time, but they didn't seem too worried.

Furthermore, even if they couldn't win, they can retreat. No one was so high up on emotions in such a war, and they wouldn't toss their lives away.

Watching the mysterious figure turning around and leaving without a word, everyone else was dumbfounded.

The black raven was at a loss for words before he turned to the woman, "Caw! Is your partner going to leave just like that?!"

The woman was also stunned as she asked in confusion, "My partner? I don't know that person."

The black raven choked. "What do you mean you don't know?! Didn't you arrive after getting his signal?"

No one was stupid and they could tell that Hiro sent out a signal, it's just that the arrival of this woman was too coincidental.

However, from the looks of it, they had assumed wrongly. In fact, even Hiro was a little surprised by the coincidence back then, but he didn't care.

He did send out a signal, but this was a different form of signal. It was to inform Asmir that he was within close proximity to the stronghold.

As the only person capable of helping Asmir in this predicament, Hiro knew some of her plans.

Thus, he was most likely one of the few who could keep calm in this situation.

While these demons were confused, Hiro switched to his Arcana Lord character in a secluded area before teleporting directly into the Asmir Stronghold.

He arrived inside the Passione Tavern's small office, switched back to his previous looks with red horns and crimson eyes, then stepped out from the office.

As expected, total chaos. However, the chaos was limited outside the shop, because no one could fight inside.

At the very least, no ordinary demons could make a ruckus here, especially when the system's automatic defensive feature was purchased by Hiro a while back.

However, no one had the peace of mind to sit down and have a drink. At the very least, Hiro thought this way until he noticed someone seated in a dim corner.

"Oh my," Hiro smiled, dramatically kneading his forehead. "Lady Paimon? What are you doing here?"

Indeed, it was that demoness. However, she wasn't wearing her maid attire this time, but a purple palace dress that exuded an air of superiority.

Her limpid eyes looked up at Hiro, and she smiled faintly. "It's too bloody back home, not something suitable for a delicate lady like myself. Moreover, no one will pay attention to a missing maid."

"Ah? If you've been dismissed from your duties as a maid, I wouldn't mind accepting you into my house." Hiro walked over.

On his way, he pushed aside some of the curtains on the glass windows, allowing the light of day to sprinkle into the shop.

Sadly, there was too much smoke outside and so, the light was blocked at infrequent intervals.

"I've been here since yesterday," Paimon spoke, ignoring the latter half of Hiro's sentence. "I must say, your sudden presence did surprise me a little."

Hiro smiled. "Just a cheap trick. In any case, I'm very weak, so I had to hide myself."

Hiro conveniently revealed his aura, which had dropped to peak Tier-7 standards after refining his demonic essence to the extreme.

Of course, although he was at Tier-7 standards now, his strength was far beyond that level.

The purity, volume, and density of his demonic energy were incomprehensible at the moment.

Paimon was more than a little surprised, but her brows were furrowed deeply afterward.

If she remembered correctly, that guardian wolf from the Wilhelm family was at around Tier-5 standards in strength, even if his true level was below that.

However, Hiro dealt with him quite easily.

Then, the only explanation at the moment was that Hiro was hiding his strength, even during such a critical moment.

"I don't understand you, Sitri," Paimon shook her head in bewilderment. "Things have already progressed to this point, what else are you planning to do?"

Hiro looked outside the window at the ongoing pandemonium. Then, he smiled faintly and said, "First, I want to pay the Wilhelm family a visit, we can discuss business after taking advantage of the chaos like everyone else is doing."