When the plot-skips players into the game world

Chapter 965: Chapter 328: Aleister’s Rampage!

“…As many as you need?”

Prince Xiyaldo murmured unconsciously, “How could that be possible? His money isn’t blown in by the wind…”

Suddenly he realized something, his eyes widened: “Could it be… counterfeit money?”

“You still don’t understand—living inside the Triumphal Palace, lacking some political common sense and social knowledge. If the counterfeit money produced by the Earl isn’t investigated by anyone, then it is as good as real; as long as people can use it to buy things, its value still exists.”

The middle-aged police director instinctively wanted to refute Prince Xiyaldo’s words, to show a higher status and broader knowledge in front of that lady: “The high-interest loans set by the goblins are about to collapse the entire economy of Star Antimony. Our wealth of Star Antimony is being extracted to overseas through various means by the goblins.

“And it is the great Earl who realized this, by issuing a large amount of ‘faux gold coins’ and introducing them into the market through various channels, thus indirectly diluting the economic damage of the loans, also reducing the value of the wealth captured by the goblins. When their debts are paid off, and the prices in Star Antimony have multiplied, they have essentially taken very little from Star Antimony.

“Know this, without the protection of the Earl, the market of Star Antimony would have been ruined by those damn goblins—knowing nothing! Yet standing here so high and mighty!”

The more the middle-aged police director spoke, the more spirited he became, his blood rushed to his head: “We all do this for the Earl! Everyone believes in the Earl!”

His heart thumping loudly, his face turning a reddish-purple, veins visibly bulging on his forehead. His emotion became even more agitated, as if drunken, with a faint smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth.

“Oh?”

The lady seemed to have discovered something, suddenly staring intently at his face and eyes for a while.

Suddenly, she smiled elegantly and said, “Could you open the car door for me?”

“As you wish, miss.”

The middle-aged police director no longer had any trace of Prince Xiyaldo in his eyes. A pink halo almost completely filled his pupils.

Without even a glance at him, he diligently opened the car door for the woman sitting in the backseat.

As the lady completely stepped out, her beautiful and dignified appearance, shining under the morning sun, caused him a moment of dizziness.

The middle-aged police director had completely forgotten about his intention to lock up Prince Xiyaldo, and courteously led the young lady towards the Public Security Police Station. As the last hint of pink halo swallowed the dark red light of Path in his eyes, his mind was now filled with only one person, one matter.

Miss Aleister smiled contently.

This was the effect of her “Enchantment Card: Charm of Radiance” being enhanced with three times mana.

[3 times · Enhanced Spell: The effects of this spell are enhanced]

Because it was not five times mana, the priority wasn’t increased. However, the effects of the spell were enhanced.

—Now, it seems the enhancement effect is quite significant.

Miss Aleister just walked towards those security police, their eyes subtly oozing a pink glow.

“Sir,” Miss Aleister casually pointed to one of them, “Could you kill him for me?”

“As you wish, miss.”

The middle-aged police director hesitated not, pulling out his service gun from his waist, aimed at the equally infatuated man staring unmovingly at Miss Aleister, and pulled the trigger.

Unlike the small-caliber pistols of Avalon—this was a very loud, ice-cold black handgun in the director’s hand.

The man didn’t resist at all; a spray of blood burst from his forehead, and a cloud of blood mist exploded out the back of his head!

“Well, kill this one next.”

Miss Aleister pointed to another female officer.

This time the other party seemed to react—she barely covered her forehead and also drew her handgun from her waist.

She instantly aimed at Miss Aleister, but after a brief hesitation, she shifted the gun barrel towards the middle-aged police director beside her and fired.

But in that moment of hesitation, the middle-aged police director had already fired his gun, instantly killing her.

And her gun barrel, slightly misaligned, was aimed directly at Miss Aleister.

Miss Aleister showed no reaction.

—[Bullet Protection], [Cut Protection], [Weakness Reinforcement], [Extreme Cold Shield].

Four simple protective rituals, already applied to herself using ritual-free methods, consuming mana before Miss Aleister got out of the car.

The bullet, as it neared Miss Aleister’s right eye, suddenly froze in mid-air.

A bright blue snowflake-shaped light screen emerged out of nowhere, blocking the bullet. And in front of Miss Aleister’s eyes, a translucent emerald light shield also appeared, protecting her vital areas.

As a result, the large-caliber bullet could do nothing but create a slowly disappearing snowflake pattern in front of Miss Aleister.

Miss Aleister looked at the middle-aged police director, planning to test the limits of the Charm of Radiance enhancement—

“Can you die for me, sir?”

An ethereal and hoarse voice, like a whisper narrating a fairy tale, resounded.

“…As you wish, miss.”

After a brief hesitation and struggle, the middle-aged police director, his eyes completely filled with pink, aimed the gun at his own temple and pulled the trigger.

Three shots!

—Bang! Bang! Bang!

This Blood Lord, with strong vitality, still didn’t die immediately after three shots—he staggeringly pushed the gun into his mouth and pressed it against his upper jaw.

—Bang!

He finally fell to the ground.

This last shot finally alerted the operator sitting within the “caution line.”

As the ventilation opened and the barrel extended out, firing ferociously at Miss Aleister!

The storm of bullets spraying from the machine gun shattered in front of Miss Aleister, creating a pleasant sound of breaking ice—yet it couldn’t even shake her standing on the spot.

This left Miss Aleister somewhat disappointed.

She had initially been quite interested in the “Warning Line”…

“—What about the enchanted bullets?”

She couldn’t help but remind them, “Are you asleep?”

Following that, it seemed someone woke up—the bullets were instantly enchanted with fire, turning into a dense downpour of fire!

Miss Aleister watched as the ice shield in front of her quickly melted away under the fire bullets, yet she revealed a satisfied smile.

“Good, this is the effect I wanted…”

Facing the swiftly melting shield, Miss Aleister lifted her left hand, and the Book of Law appeared above it, flipping quickly to one of its pages.

But in the end, Miss Aleister never used it.

Because gradually, the barrage from the “Warning Line” thinned out, and then completely disappeared. Only the gun barrels, steaming with white smoke and spinning at high speed, gradually came to a halt.

Just after she had used the “Charm of Radiance,” the grasp she temporarily gained through a succubus’s perception revealed that one after another controller was being enlightened within those cumbersome and terrifying War Fortresses—as “Warning Line” opened various windows and simultaneously opened fire on itself, the scents that were already infiltrating accelerated their flow.

Miss Aleister had planned to use “Star Ice” to create an unbreakable ice shield, but it seemed unnecessary now.

The cleansing effect of the Charm of Radiance was so terrifying that Miss Aleister’s other prepared measures were all rendered useless.

For a moment, she actually felt somewhat disinterested.

Since when… have I become this level of a Transcendent?

These public security officers, all were Transcendents. Among them were not a few who had reached the third ability level.

But they had all turned into unconscious puppets, standing motionless in their spots.

However, since they stood here, they must have already decided whose side they were on.

Let’s finish this fight quickly—assuming it could still be called a fight.

“—Look here.”

Miss Aleister leisurely stretched out her right hand, then snapped her fingers.

“Kill each other, as a favor to me… okay?”

She revealed a sweet, commercial smile, somewhat perfunctorily.

Just a moment of calm.

In the next instant, a violent war erupted on the streets—

Suddenly drawing their guns, one shot a colleague beside them in the head; in the void beside them, a fierce Familiar suddenly appeared, embracing the person who had just fired; a person skilled in ritual spells used a baby’s skull, hidden on their body, to release a Cursed Infant; a Deceit Master conjured another version of themselves, while a Blood Magus drew their own blood, mimicking a Mage’s Fireball Technique.

But none of these could compete with the War Fortress—

The reactivated machine guns began firing like fans spinning, sweeping down a swath of people almost instantly. But then it suddenly stopped—because intense battles were also happening inside the War Fortress.

Miss Aleister picked up Prince Xiyaldo from the front seat, taking him into the Public Security Police Station.

Occasionally, spells and bullets flew towards them—however, Miss Aleister blocked all the bullets, and those weak spells, at most of second ability level, were lightly tapped by her from afar, dissipating on their own.

Prince Xiyaldo’s gaze remained fixed on the brutal and mad self-slaughter on the streets.

And inside the Public Security Police Station, new obstacles continuously emerged—but either they fired a few shots then suddenly spaced out, or they fell into an infatuated state without even making a single attack. As Miss Aleister elegantly traced paths through the air like a conductor, their gun barrels turned toward their companions and fired without hesitation.

Without any screams of pain or cries of mourning, blood instantly flooded the corridors.

Wherever Miss Aleister went, she encountered no organized resistance.

The stronger the defense forces, the faster they disintegrated…

Even the fourth-level Transcendents, upon turning a corner and approaching Miss Aleister, were captured and ordered to commit suicide—keeping them too far from Miss Aleister might allow them to regain their selves. It was most reliable to have them commit suicide by her side.

As they delved deeper, they discovered why these public security officers, vigilant on the outside yet not going out on missions, were kept here—the detained were not only Director Vena; at least half of the police were locked inside by rituals and barriers.

When they initially saw a fierce battle happening outside through various small doors, they rushed over excitedly, their mouths moving silently. Even though sounds couldn’t escape, their attitude made it clear… they hoped someone outside could rescue them. And when they saw Prince Xiyaldo, this attitude became even more urgent.

But when they noticed Miss Aleister walking ahead of Prince Xiyaldo, and their former colleagues madly killing each other, their expressions suddenly became cautious and hesitant.

—Are they really allies?

Prince Xiyaldo furrowed his brows tightly, his face showing a complex expression of incomprehension.

Finally, he turned back to look at Miss Aleister, holding back words, but still earnestly asked:

“…Please tell me, are you the Witch of War, Miss Aleister?”

“Good question.”

But Miss Aleister counterasked: “Do you think, is this the antonym of ‘a Saint who saves the world’?”

Prince Xiyaldo hesitated for a moment, but his expression had already provided the answer: undoubtedly.

Miss Aleister smiled happily.

Although it was just a brief moment, a hint of pink radiance began to emerge in the depths of Prince Xiyaldo’s eyes.

“Then undoubtedly—”

She confidently answered: “I am a bad woman, sparing no means to achieve my goals.”

Because the way was clear and unobstructed, they reached Director Vena’s office in the blink of an eye.

Miss Aleister casually took a handgun from the waist of a police officer who was guarding Director Vena’s office, and had been on alert at his door but was now motionless, and gave it to Prince Xiyaldo beside her.

“What about you? Do you have such resolve, Your Highness?”

The bad woman’s hand firmly pressed on the gun, her lips slightly curved upwards, whispering softly: “Want… to give it a try?”