God-level Hero

Chapter 66: Chapter 63: An Encounter with Bloodrose Studio

At dusk, a burly dwarf woman drove a delivery wagon to the Holy Mother Monastery. Da Fei, draped in a sack, blended in amidst a load of vegetables.

The wagon came to a halt and Da Fei heard the gatekeeper, Nanny Rong’s somber voice, “Why are you so late?”

The delay was, of course, to cover Da Fei’s stealth. Otherwise, even Master-level stealth disguise couldn’t pass unnoticed under watchful eyes. However, it couldn’t be too late either, as that would arouse more suspicion and make exposure easier.

Nanny Rong gave a cold snort, then began her routine dirt sweeping under the wagon with her broom. The monastery’s rule was not to let the filth of the secular world into the holy sanctuary, but really, it was a checkpoint.

Feeling the rhythmic tapping of the broom, Da Fei’s heart leaped into his throat. Success or failure hinged on this moment. If this first gate couldn’t be passed, all the plans afterward would be for naught.

Suddenly, Nanny Rong raised her triangular eyelids, bursting with eyes as sharp as a hawk’s! With a bang, the broom struck the carriage, causing it to shake!

“What is this!!?” Nanny Rong’s shrill voice rang out!

Da Fei’s heart tightened within the vegetable pile.

“What is it?” the dwarf woman retorted impatiently.

Nanny Rong, agitated, said, “Don’t think I can’t see the rotten potatoes hidden among the good ones! You greedy female dwarf, you must have embezzled food funds!”

The dwarf woman raged, “Nonsense! Where are the rotten potatoes!”

Nanny Rong unearthed several large potatoes and grabbed a few small ones, “Is this it? Don’t think you can slip by because it’s getting dark!”

The dwarf woman stood abruptly on the carriage seat, one hand on her hip, the other pointing angrily at Nanny Rong, “Old hag, open your rat eyes and see clearly, these are small potatoes, not rotten ones! They’re meant for soup!”

Nanny Rong retorted angrily, “Small potatoes are rotten potatoes! They aren’t even ripe!”

“Have you ever seen 6 copper per pound rotten potatoes?”

“Nonsense, bring the bill, let me see! Clearly, you’ve swapped in inferior goods and embezzled the food funds!”

“Mind your own business, as if you have the right to look at the bill!”

Their quarrel quickly drew out a group of nuns from the courtyard, who emerged to mediate, “Come on, come on, delivering vegetables is important.”

The dwarf woman raged, “I won’t leave until this is cleared up! Without evidence, why accuse me of embezzling food funds!”

Nanny Rong fumed, “Just because you have a guilty conscience, I can see right through you and know you’re up to no good today!”

The dwarf woman gave the wagon a fierce kick in anger, “Nonsense! If you say I’m up to no good then I am, why don’t you become a judge!”

Nanny Rong retorted angrily, “The more you shout, the more guilty you are!”

Everyone chimed in, “Alright, alright! Stop arguing…”

“Let’s just leave it at that! Go inside quickly!”

The dwarf woman sobbed and wailed, “I can’t leave it! I won’t go inside! She accuses me of embezzling food without evidence!”

Nanny Rong demanded angrily, “What do you want?”

“Apologize!”

Nanny Rong shrieked, “I have never apologized to anyone in my entire life!”

…

“A complete disgrace! Everyone, to your places!” A commanding voice rang from the main gate, seemingly alarming someone important.

With that, Nanny Rong gave a cold snort and turned away, the dwarf woman wiped her tears and drove straight into the back courtyard without a word, and everyone dispersed.

Buried under the pile of vegetables drenched in cold sweat, Da Fei finally let out a long sigh of relief. The incredibly challenging first gate had finally been passed. The crone snapping at the dwarf, with minds as sharp as needles; this was a battle of wits among matrons, leaving no room for men to intervene! It seems Makar’s choice of sending the dwarf woman was indeed a masterstroke!

Details determine success or failure. This operation had indeed placed too much emphasis on a small potato!

In the presence of someone like Nanny Rong, a Saintess level expert, who was uneasy and guilty could indeed hardly escape her triangular gaze. The small potatoes served to catch her initial attention, playing a catch-and-release trick. Step two involved a quarrel over the small potatoes, further distracting Nanny Rong. Step three was to stir up trouble and draw everyone from the courtyard, creating a chaotic scene with lots of noise, making it harder to spot Da Fei and ensuring easier escape with others pleading for peace. Step four, the dwarf woman’s antics and refusal to leave, was to buy time until dark! Only with darkness could Da Fei’s infiltration and hiding proceed smoothly. Otherwise, a straightforward passage might have been more problematic.

Thus, the art of espionage doesn’t lie in the seemingly insignificant yet eye-catching high-tech like that of 007, nor in the seemingly ordinary yet actually extraordinary charisma of blond heartthrobs, but in a potato that was originally unnoticed and a dwarf woman that was originally unremarkable.

When the wagon reached the back courtyard, night had fallen. Amidst the shadows, the stout body of the dwarf woman became Da Fei’s best cover, as Da Fei Master-level stealth slipped into the pre-planned clutter storage room.

Second gate, successful! The storage room was the most leniently managed place in the entire monastery, rarely patrolled by old nuns, the most likely place to hide someone.

Now, it was time to find someone. Once found, bring her to the storage room for a private meeting with him! He would use relics as leverage to secure a quick deal!

Outside the storage came the voice of the dwarf woman, “Elsa, is this yours?”

“No, Lady Tabia.”

“Amber, is this yours?”

“Hehe, no, but I can help Lady Tabia find the owner.”

“No need, I’ll find her myself. If I can’t find her, it’s mine, wahahaha!”

“Lady Tabia… you…”

“What about me?”

“You are just too shameless!”

“Nonsense, didn’t you see I’m looking for the owner? I’m still half principled!”

Wahahaha, the voice of the nuns is so nice, like angels, Selvia, what’s your name now? Come, let Uncle pamper you!

Soon the dwarf woman’s voice was heard again, “Ah? None of them are? Then I’ll only come again tomorrow.”

Needless to say, she wasn’t found. Alas, there were still eight days of game time to wait. The dwarf woman mentioned that there were no men in the monastery, so chores like moving were often handled by young, low-status little nuns on duty shifts, making the chance of encountering Selvia quite high.

Female heroes are rare, and female heroes with special professions are even rarer; a nun is undoubtedly a special profession female hero, definitely worth the effort and underhanded tactics to acquire, symbolizing identity, status, and power! Looking at the entire world, how many could be as awesome as him, able to penetrate a monastery with the same extraordinary wit and unparalleled Master Skill? Being a God-level Hero was well-deserved!

As he was reveling in his thoughts, footsteps were heard outside the storage room, coming closer.

Da Fei was stunned, someone? A nun?

A group of people entered the dark storage room, and Da Fei widened his eyes! What the hell! Female—players!

In this world, there are places, even if a man has all the skills in the world, he should never enter, but women come and go freely; for example, women’s restrooms, women’s baths. He used extraordinary means just to enter a women’s bath!

—Ah! Upon realizing this, Da Fei spat out a mouthful of old blood!

And at this time, a group of female players with names all prefixed with Bloodrose, like Bloodrose Holy Spear, Bloodrose Rosa, Bloodrose Holy Sword, furtively gathered in the storage room in a circle.

If it’s Bloodrose Studio, it means this monastery isn’t just a place any female player can enter, but requires a high level of skill. So thinking, Da Fei finally felt somewhat relieved. So, what are they up to? Damn, I’m on a big mission here, don’t interfere with me! (Asking for all kinds of votes)