567 The Nobles Game of Marriage Connections (1/2)
Sherlock didn't fight with Mammon's Hades Devil army directly. He wasn't in a hurry. The gamers had besieged the farm, but they didn't charge in. If the Devils wanted to hold their defenses, the gamers had no way to enter the farm. Moreover, Sherlock hadn't deployed his killer weapons, such as the Airship with Magic Cannons and the Gundam.
Sherlock contacted the Labor Union and the Merchant Alliance.
He could reap the maximum benefits.
Dealing with these bureaucratic channels meant that he had to spend more time, but it wasn't a problem for Sherlock. When the gamers were fighting at the frontline, every death was recorded, and there was video evidence. Sherlock didn't feel that it was troublesome.
Every death would be compensated with Magic Stones.
The gamers of Eternal Kingdom wouldn't sacrifice themselves for nothing. If the Hades Devils were to damage Venice, it would be a considerable loss to the Merchant Alliance.
Mammon wanted to win badly. Even if he antagonized the Merchant Alliance, he would still attack Eternal Kingdom and retrieve the Dungeon Core from Sherlock.
Even if the Merchant Alliance and the Labor Union were both pressuring Mammon, he had no intention to yield.
It was just a matter of time.
Mammon wasn't Michelangelo. He was unable to rule the Underworld like Michelangelo.
It was a tricky situation to deal with the Level 4 Dungeon Core that was retrieved by Sherlock.
”Lord Sherlock, if the Underworld learns that you stole the Ancient Gods' Dungeon Core from Mammon, I can guarantee that the Merchant Alliance and the Labor Union won't cooperate with you, meow,” Polio said as he squatted in front of Sherlock and gazed at the shimmering Dungeon Core.
”Lord Sherlock, what the kitten has said makes sense,” Phoenix said in agreement.
”I understand what you're saying, but this Dungeon Core is very useful to me.”
Sherlock stroked his chin and looked at his Dungeon's Dungeon Core, Bru.
”What will happen if I let you assimilate this Dungeon Core?”
”Lord Sherlock, stop joking. Do you really want to do that? Will I become an Ancient God? That's my guess.”
Bru said excitedly, ”Lord Sherlock, you're finally enlightened. There's no future in playing games with the Underworld creatures. You have the world's most fearless warriors and a brave and intelligent assistant. There's no reason not to be the second Michelangelo!”
Sherlock nodded to show his understanding.
”We have to handle this matter with care,” Sherlock muttered to himself.
…
At Victoria City.