Pillar of Yita

Atira was injured, her face pallid as she half-leaned on the stretcher, listening to everyone discussing some clues about the Dragon Worshippers and the Dark Giant Dragon.

Similarly wounded, Gita was nearby, in charge of taking care of the Lady Elf.

Speaking of which—

Their initial reason for entering Dolifen was to investigate the true cause of her brother’s death, but the experiences they had on this journey were richer than anyone had anticipated, and, of course, the spoils were substantial.

Although the Mark of The Faithful had been given to Hes and Hudi, and the Zealot’s Mark had turned into a Ring of Golden Flame with no attribute after leaving the ”instance,” and the Blade of Victory, an illusion within the scene, was destroyed, the Scepter of Regret Fang Hong acquired was indeed a powerful Magic Guided Conductor.

After the Magic Guided Conductor was perfectly unlocked in the Phantom Realm, the level restriction on it also vanished; however, adding strength and perception wasn’t useful to him, so he simply handed it over to the Lion People’s Reed to use—the two attributes happened to be the Paladin’s main attributes, and the equipment itself, with D+ quality, was much better than the plain Great Sword the Lion People originally used.

Fang Hong found it odd, considering that Atira and Reed’s levels weren’t low, how could their team be so poor?

Of course, this question only flickered through his mind briefly; he just happened to see Luo Yu counting several counterfeit paintings and statues, which were undoubtedly brought out by Miss Hilveld and her Miss Maid.

Indeed, those items could be considered ’quite valuable,’ if only they could be successfully sold.

What impressed Fang Hong was that the Lady Noble had brought these things out and straightforwardly handed them over to Atira and Tianlan for unified appraisal and pricing, without any intention of hoarding them for herself.

Although she had treasured these items so much in the Phantom Realm.

In Fang Hong’s eyes, Miss Hilveld didn’t really seem to be a miser in daily life, quite the contrary, she regarded her fortunes quite lightly.

This made him wonder if the plan of Hilveld’s father was really that important to her, causing her to gather wealth by all means necessary.

But this also reflected her trust in him—in the team, even though Fang Hong couldn’t understand where such almost blind trust came from. After all, they had only met not long ago, hadn’t they?

Nevertheless, her frankness and unreserved trust gradually earned the recognition of others. At least Reed, the Lion People who had initially been quite critical, gradually accepted the fact that this lady and her servant were members of the team.

What Fang Hong felt more was a heavy sense of responsibility resting on his shoulders.

What had been a somewhat casual suggestion was now becoming an undeniable reality because of the Lady Noble’s serious attitude, inexplicably making him the captain of the team.

Although, in truth, there were more seasoned Adventurers like Atira and Reed who had more experience than him, the former out of trust for him, and the latter seemingly out of a kind of laziness and enjoyment of the show.

This unexpectedly solidified his position.

Fang Hong was both pained and excited; the pain came from the fact that, although this had always been his wish, now that it was becoming a reality, he felt that he was not fully prepared, as if he were being pushed onto a stage unready.

However, the excitement lay in discovering that, despite his fluster, he was finally beginning to steady himself and look the part.

After Luo Yu finished tallying this part of the Spoils of War, he subconsciously looked up at him.

Fang Hong nodded at him while picking up the Dragon Worshipper’s Mark tossed into the Spoils of War by Tianlan and placing it aside, then gave him a stern look.

The startled Miss from France stuck out her tongue.

Fang Hong realized that among these items, a scroll was missing; he distinctly remembered that it was something Princess Briana had specifically asked her maid Xiesta to find in the principal’s office.

If it had been before, he would have immediately asked about it.

But now, he turned to ask her with a look first, and Hilveld, flipping her blond hair, smiled gently and said, ”That’s something Princess Briana entrusted to me.”

”What?” Fang Hong was startled, his eyes widening as he looked at her; he clearly remembered the scene when he first met her in Elpaxin, ”You knew we were going to Dolifen then?”

”How could I? What are you thinking?” Hilveld looked at him as if he were a little fool.

Just then, a voice from the side stepped in to answer the question for the Lady Noble, ”I wouldn’t have that girl go to somewhere as dangerous as Dolifen, but you really are reckless, managing to get this list from the Phantom Realm just happened to be a stroke of luck.”

Turning around, Fang Hong indeed saw Princess Briana walk over gracefully.

She nodded to Atira, who weakly nodded back, and then Princess Briana looked at them and said, ”Now that you’re involved in this, I and this little girl won’t keep anything from you. My original intention was to have her go to Magus and get this list. Although the old man is sly and crafty, it’s unlikely he would have agreed so easily, being able to find it in the Phantom Realm is considered fortunate.”

”A list?”

Briana Karanshir Miaoxing glanced at him, tilted her head back with her hands reaching towards her nape, shaking her long slender snow-white neck, her platinum hair cascading down like a waterfall, gleaming in the sunshine.