CHAPTER 491: CHAPTER 9: THE WHEREABOUTS OF THE SWORD OF KING SELECTION

"Cough... As a professional player, you should see the deeper meaning behind this, Little Cat."

Standing under a nearby streetlight, the Human Mage Nya Latotip put down the newspaper in his hands and pushed up his monocle, beginning to speak with a hint of helplessness.

"Firstly, according to the plot team’s analysis report, the world originally had no records of ’Mage Maid Slimes’ existing. Now that they’ve appeared, they can only be a new product of secret techniques.

Therefore, their life structure has significant value.

If we can use them as samples to reverse-engineer the life refining secret technique used by their creator, even if we only reconstruct a part of it, its value could offset fifty thousand contribution points."

Next, you guys should have some understanding of slimes, the creatures that reproduce through splitting and proliferation. If these Mage Maid Slimes also possess the characteristic of splitting proliferation, then we can attempt to breed some to sell."

Nya Latotip lists the benefits of the Mage Maid Slimes, analyzing logically,

"Really? What’s the result then?"

Tiramisu looks towards Nya Latotip’s side with skepticism, where a light green Elf Slime girl curiously looks around, making ’puni puni’ sounds and turning heads.

"For reasons unknown, whether it’s their innate trait or something else, they can’t continue to split. The detached gel will immediately lose all vitality, and if they split off too large a piece, it even endangers their lives."

Ignoring Little Cat’s glance, Nya Latotip pats the Mage Maid Slime’s head and continues to observe their target amidst the envious gazes of nearby players.

This time, the plot team of White Light Esports unearthed an extremely important hidden plot task, whose significance led the entire team to reconvene unusually together.

As a contracted external aid player for White Light, the Last Dragon Descendant was also pulled back to rejoin the team.

It is said that this mission involves the whereabouts of the Saga’s Mysterious Object [Sword of King Selection] from the Empire legends.

The Sword of King Selection, also known as the Starfall Sword, was initially the standard sidearm for successive emperors of the ancient Magic Empire, and the maker is lost to history. And Great Emperor Gloria was the penultimate, as well as the most famous, Controller of the sword.

In the Empire’s folklore, the legend of Great Emperor Gloria and the Sword of King Selection is still circulated, and there are several versions of it which countless Empire children have grown up with.

In the most widespread version of the legend, the Sword of King Selection possesses its own will and selects its bearer itself. Only those with the ’talent of a king’ can truly unleash its strength.

And in the hands of Great Emperor Gloria, it demonstrated such mighty power that it even cut down stars from the night sky.

But when Great Emperor relinquished the Imperial throne and passed the Star Crown and the Sword of King Selection to Gloria II, the latter couldn’t wield its power and could only treat it as a symbol of imperial authority, worn only at important occasions.

Later, on a night hundreds of years after, the Imperial Palace suffered a raid by a mysterious assailant. Amidst chaos, the body of the Sword of King Selection, guarded securely in the treasury, was stolen by the enemy and henceforth vanished without a trace.

Even after the Royal Family arranged for Ninth Rank Limit experts to conduct a secret investigation and employed countless resources including the Prophetic Treasure, they still ended up with nothing.

"Attention, the target is moving, let’s follow."

Under the seemingly casual watch of a few, after a squad of the City Guard Army passed nearby, the peddler carrying a large basket glanced around and suddenly turned into a small alley nearby.

Seeing this, everyone stopped joking and entered a serious state.

Connecting to the vision of several gray sparrows flying overhead, the Half-Elf Ranger "Rabbit Princess" shared the peddler’s movements in real-time on the team’s map to prevent losing track of him.

"The other party stopped in a dead-end alley, seemingly waiting for something... wait, there’s another person of unknown identity who has appeared in the alley, and the two seem to be conducting some kind of transaction!"

At this moment, the previously silent Half-Elf Ranger suddenly spoke up.

"Let’s not startle the snake from the grass. Like this, we continue to monitor. Dragon Descendant, please take Little Cat and follow that mysterious person, and try to find out their identity. If you lose them, just come back straight away."

After a moment of thought, Nya Latotip made a decision right away.

As the former team captain, the capability of the Last Dragon Descendant was beyond doubt. And since the other party might meet up with other targets, it was inadvisable to dispatch too many people.

"Okay."

Answering briefly, the Last Dragon Descendant immediately set off, activating a Stealth Talisman to conceal his own presence, and took a shortcut with Tiramisu heading towards the vicinity of the target location.

For a moment, the peddler from before and another professional, draped in an ordinary deep blue magic robe with no distinguishing features, came into the sightline of the two observing the wares.

Under the duo’s covert observation, the peddler exchanged a few words with the man in the blue robe, handed him a small box from the basket, and then left nonchalantly.

However, the figure in the blue magic robe did not leave, instead continuing to stand still on the spot.

"Is he waiting for something, or have we been discovered?"

Tiramisu’s fluffy cat ears twitched with confusion.

"Hold on, something’s not right."

Suddenly, the Last Dragon Descendant furrowed his brow, a faint green glow illuminating his left eye.

The next moment, he quickly formed a hand gesture, and an invisible Mage’s Hand flew out, seizing a hand crossbow Tiramisu had left nearby and pulling the trigger aimed at the man in the blue robe.

The sharp black crossbow bolt instantly hit the blue-robed man’s body, but it was as if it went through air without encountering any resistance. At the same time, a green beam shot out from the direction of the attack, disintegrating the hand crossbow into dust.

"It’s an illusion; he’s already left, we have to go now."

Feeling the spreading magic fluctuation, the Last Dragon Descendant frowned.

Using potent magic in a big city can easily attract the attention of the guards. If the City Guard Army of the Royal Capital discovers them near the origin of the magic fluctuation, they could be in for some unnecessary trouble.

"Dragon Descendant, kitty, take care, a squad of guards is on the way!"

In the team channel, Rabbit Princess’s soft and slightly anxious voice sounded, as several red dots quickly approached on the map.

Without time for words, the Last Dragon Descendant and Tiramisu quickly fled in the opposite direction, nearly missing a close call with the guards.

"Whew— that was close, almost fell into the hands of those guards."

After running breathlessly into an alley in another part of the Lower City District, Tiramisu patted her chest gently, looking beside her at the Elf who appeared unscathed, breathing a bit faster.

"Also, what was up with your eye just now?"

"This? It’s a special power I gained at an altar in a hidden ruin. Exactly what effects it has, I’m still exploring," the Last Dragon Descendent explained, touching his left eye that shimmered with faint green light, as he looked at the curious little cat beside him.

"We’ve lost track of him; what do we do now, go back?"

"Not necessary. While they were talking, my left eye’s special ability has already marked that person’s scent. I can sense the direction of his real body; it’s not far from here."

"That’s really convenient... But now, it’s just the two of us left here~"

Tiramisu, somewhat surprised by the direction indicated by the Elf, suddenly bent her tail and poked the Elf’s arm, her tone suddenly turning a bit seductive.

"What are you trying to do?"

The Elf raised an eyebrow, looking at Tiramisu with a slight sense of speechlessness.

Do these half-cat people in the game have a mating season?

"Look, there’s a hole in that wall over there, and coincidentally, our target is also in that direction, so how about I take a shortcut and sneak through it?"

The cat-eared girl with black eyes, instead of responding directly, mysteriously pointed towards a broken hole in the wall of the alley, with an odd hint of anticipation in her voice.

"If you get stuck in that hole, I’ll help you by posting your picture on the wall."

Glancing at the direction pointed by the little cat, the Elf helplessly cradled his head.