Chapter 275.1

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Chapter 275.1

First chapter for Martial Arts Tournament Arc

Chapter 275.1. The Declining Cult

-???’s POV-

“Oh, it’s infuriating! Huh?”

A disheveled, blonde man with a rugged and brusque face was openly agitating himself with alcohol. He was Hrungnir.

The room was lavishly decorated. Long-worn carpets, sofas so soft they seemed to sink in, tables adorned with intricate gold and silver designs, and paintings and furnishings that would be worth millions at auction adorned the room.

Three of Hrungnir’s female attendants were waiting by the room’s wall, and they were turning pale as they watched their irritable master.

Honestly, Hrungnir, one of the remaining executives of Nidhogg, didn’t seem fitting for the opulent room. He tilted the wine bottle in his hand. Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

But the content didn’t flow, only deepening his frustration.

“Damn it, bring me another!”

He yelled at a believer by the wall like a thug and hurled an empty bottle at them.

The wine bottle hit the wall, staining the wallpaper deep red, and glass shards scattered on the floor.

Seeing Hrungnir’s displeased demeanor, the believers exchanged worried glances.

Hrungnir had expected someone to jump up immediately frowns, and express more doubt than anger.

They’ll usually give him a bottle or two of wine without even being told. That was the norm.

“I told you to bring it quickly, didn’t I? What’s going on?”

“W-Well, there...”

“Isn’t Takano County attacking us? With the Washizu family gone, the only ones using the ferry were Takano County. Did they figure out that Yggdrasil is Nidhogg?”

I understand they resented us since we had been working behind the scenes to help take over Takano County and kill Takano Miu.

However, the attack on Yggdrasil was unexpected. Moreover, it was a petty attack from an adversary who gradually cut off our supplies by reducing ferry services.

If they wanted to kill, they could have just launched a full-scale assault, but they hadn’t imagined this method.

“I-I don’t know. There’s no way they would know it’s Nidhogg. Only us, the senior believers, should be aware.”

“...They control the transportation business, so they must have gotten the information from somewhere.”

“Our resources are limited. Even if we go fishing, we can’t gather enough food to feed all the believers. The pitiful lambs who used to come seeking the blessing of our High Priest haven’t been visiting lately either.”

“It’s only natural for Takano County to be involved. That little girl on their side is unbelievable; she’s an extraordinary recovery magician who can heal multiple people in a day.”

There was no need to donate large sums of money to Skadi or seek favors from us anymore.

Takano County, which now held Kamakura and was progressing smoothly in Tokyo, had acquired various businesses that generated significant income. They had many other ventures, such as the production of various magic items and potions by druids.

Whether it was flattering or building connections, it was better to ask Takano County. If I were in the same position, I’d do the same: grovel to Takano County.

There was no need to create vulnerabilities by wagging my tail to a suspicious cult.

“There’s no recovery magician higher than our High Priest! Perhaps this is just propaganda?”

The senior believer, who still believed in Skadi, protested with a stern expression.

They had been afraid of me just a moment ago. But they became blindly loyal when the High Priest was mentioned.

It was too bothersome to argue, so I waved my hand casually.

“Do we still have any alcoholic beverages left?”

“Y-Yes, there’s still a little bit of beer left.”

“Bring it. And some snacks for the drinks.”

I gathered mana in my eyes and gave an intimidating glare. The believer, seemingly sobered by the pressure, nodded timidly and ran to get what I asked.