I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 465 - 326: The Struggle for Seats in the Righteous God Church

Chapter 465: Chapter 326: The Struggle for Seats in the Righteous God Church

“In a past life, because the Red Apple Church was eliminated from the Righteous God Church’s seats, many large transcendent forces vied for the vacant position… Only two emerged victorious, the Naturalist Sect and the Mutual Aid Society.”

Chen Lun strained to remember.

“Not only because these two transcendent forces worshipped the Holy Tree Lady of Nature and the God of Conspiracy Buried Bones Elder, two True Gods… but also because their strength was the strongest.”

His eyes overlooked the auction stage through the transparent one-way window as he stroked his chin.

His gaze gradually narrowed.

“However, at the time, for some unknown reason, the Sun King personally decreed to exclude the Naturalist Sect… leaving only the Mutual Aid Society. Consequently, two factions within the Mutual Aid Society, the Black Knife Brotherhood and the Murder Club, turned on each other, each trying to gain the true position of power…”

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Chen Lun shook his head.

“Unfortunately, just when the Murder Club looked certain to win, a third-party force intervened, leading to a counterattack by the Black Knife Brotherhood, and both were left severely weakened… The vacant seats at the Righteous God Church were left unclaimed by any force and thus the matter was dropped. I remember that third party, suspected to be an organization of transcendent beings following the Path of Destiny, called the Twilight Tea Party.”

Inside the large suite on the other side of the wall.

The elderly female from the Madman School continued,

“This time, in the competition for the vacant Righteous God Church seats, there are over a dozen large transcendent forces including the Naturalist Sect and the Mutual Aid Society…”

“The Naturalist Sect and the Mutual Aid Society?!”

The two senior investigators at the Shelter appeared quite surprised.

“Aren’t they all known as evil organizations listed at the top of the Empire’s danger list?”

Leader Amos glanced at his subordinates, slightly opened his mouth, but did not explain.

Some information was known only to the upper echelons, while those below mostly saw only the surface.

The Naturalist Sect had always been suppressed by the Empire, secluded deep within Kellettville Forest in the north, and their preaching strictly restricted outside… while the Mutual Aid Society, with its members spread across the Empire and disguising themselves as nobility, wealthy merchants, and the middle class, had been involved in many major mysterious harmful events, thereby always under vigilant chase and capture by the Shelter.

But now was different.

With the Red Apple Church disturbing the whole territory and the Righteous God Church seats vacant, these “flaws” of the Naturalist Sect and the Mutual Aid Society seemed insignificant… as long as they could help the Empire eliminate the Red Calamity, even granting them the seats of the Righteous God Church was not an issue.

Even if Buried Bones Elder was recognized as an “Evil God” in the mystic realm, as long as the Mutual Aid Society ultimately secured the seats, and the Empire declared him a Righteous God, then he would be a Righteous God.

This was the intention of the Sun Royal Family.

It was perhaps also because the “conservative” faction within the Shelter’s upper echelons temporarily held sway.

Rather than drinking poison to quench thirst, it was more like fighting poison with poison, a desperate measure in a critical situation.

“Heh, the Hailing Group supports the Naturalist Sect, right?”

The elderly female of the Madman School spoke flatly.

Chief Priest Mobius of the Hailing Group laughed but did not admit it, and instead quipped,

“Miss Abbygale, one shouldn’t speak carelessly. Are you suggesting your Madman School’s ‘Mentor Group’ received an enlightenment from some ancient magical marvels? Perhaps you heard some whisperings, saw some visions, or saw trees growing on the sea, hence concluding that we are supporting the Naturalist Sect to claim the Righteous God Church’s seats? Haha.”

The three from the Madman School did not change their expressions, but their gazes grew slightly colder.

At that moment,

The people inside the large suite suddenly sensed something, and the leaders Amos, Mobius, and Abbygale sharply turned their heads, looking toward the side at the soundproof wall… more precisely, towards the box where Chen Lun was.

“Hmm? There are Spirit World fluctuations… Who is next door?”

Amos frowned.

He immediately waved his hand, instructing the two senior investigators to scout it out.

“Go check, see who the guest next door is.”

“Yes, Leader Amos.”

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Chen Lun raised an eyebrow.

Looking at the Spiritual Realm Messenger who suddenly appeared before him, he felt a bit surprised.

“Sorry sir, to come looking for you at this time, in this place…”

The faceless waiter held a tray with one elbow supporting a clean white towel, speaking apologetically.

He seemed to also be aware of the identities of the people next door, deliberately not using Chen Lun’s alias “Qiaoke.”

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“It’s just that the situation is urgent, hence I’m here to deliver a message, please understand…”

The faceless waiter said, handing a letter from the tray to Chen Lun.

“The senior management of the ‘Round Table Knights’ has issued important orders, requiring every member to participate in the operation against the Red Apple Church, detailed reasons are described in the letter… Additionally, although this mission is mandatory, the rewards are substantial, please consider it carefully.”

He added softly,

“You seem particularly adept at this, sir. I think it couldn’t be more suitable for you.”

The faceless waiter, though unseen, seemed to chuckle softly.

Straightaway, he bid farewell without lingering or even asking for a tip.

Chen Lun, holding the letter in his hands, had already guessed what it was about.

He turned to glance at Floey, noting she was sitting quietly by the side, neither inquiring nor disturbing him. Chen Lun smiled, broke the wax seal with his fingernail, and began to read the letter.

For a long time,

He put away the letter and muttered to himself, “Just as expected.”

‘The Murder Club has already started to contend for a seat in the Righteous God Church, the most crucial indicator within the Empire, which is the credit for hunting down the Red Apple Church… Whoever contributes the most will most likely fill the vacant seat.’

Chen Lun’s face showed a contemplative expression.

‘The rewards are indeed generous; the Murder Club will offer an enormous amount of Supernatural Wine, Gold Pounds, Mysterious Substance, Mysterious Objects, and even Supernatural Knowledge as rewards… They also remind members that refusal to participate in the war will result in expulsion from the club membership.’

He suddenly remembered those memories from his past life, where the Murder Club fought until the end, only a step away from the seat, with the Black Knife Brotherhood as their true rivals. However, due to the intervention of the Twilight Tea Party, it all ended in vain, with both sides suffering.

But this outcome had not yet occurred—only Chen Lun knew this!

‘The identity of a member of the Murder Club is very useful to me and should not be discarded lightly. Thus, participation is necessary, which suits my intentions. It will not only weaken the power of the Red Apple Church but also enhance my contribution to the main quest and earn many rewards from the club… So, can I exert even more effort in this major event… If I ultimately help the Murder Club ascend to the throne of the Righteous God Church…’

Chen Lun was startled by his own thought, but soon fell silent again, weighing the pros and cons.

If the Murder Club were successful, the other faction of the Mutual Aid Society, the Black Knife Brotherhood, would fall, and all the club’s assassins would be officially recognized… Even Chen Lun’s alias “Qiaoke,” an S-ranked fugitive of the empire, would no longer be pursued by the officials.

This is the power of the Righteous God Church and the inevitable compromise of the Empire.

As a member of the “Golden Cup Rank” of the Murder Club, Chen Lun held a not insignificant position. In time, he would rise with the tide and become a part of the upper-middle hierarchy of the Righteous God Church… Many difficulties would be resolved, and things would become much easier.

‘If I contribute a great deal in this affair, with my understanding of the Murder Club, they will definitely provide ample rewards and respect… My path to becoming stronger will also accelerate a lot! Even the Circus will have a strong backing and protection!’

His eyes flickered with a faint light.

‘The most important point is that I have the advantage of foresight… Currently, only I know that the Murder Club will have the last laugh, and the Black Knife Brotherhood has the support of the Twilight Tea Party behind them. I might be able to use this advantage to reverse the final outcome.’

In Chen Lun’s hand, a ball of orange-red Supernatural Fire ignited, burning the letter to ashes.

He couldn’t help but remark,

“To pull the threads of fate, huh? Is it fate that has chosen me, or have I chosen fate…”

Floey sat beside him, smiling, her gaze slightly curious as she watched him.

She did not know what prompted such a remark from Chen Lun.

“Floey, the Circus may need to officially make its appearance soon.”

Chen Lun turned his head, saying with a smile.

“I need your help.”

“Mm.”

Floey responded without hesitation.

She nodded, placing her hand on Chen Lun’s, and said in a clear and pleasant voice,

“Whatever you wish to do, I support you and will always be by your side.”

Chen Lun clasped her hand in return.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Knock, knock…

Chen Lun curled his lip and calmly spoke,

“Come in.”

The door to the private room opened, and two senior investigators, disguised as waiters, entered with trays in their hands.

“Sir, this is the wine for the evening, wishing you and the beautiful miss a pleasant night,” one of them said.

Chen Lun noticed that upon seeing him, the pupils of the waiters shrank and their hands trembled momentarily as they held the trays.

He chuckled silently at their poor disguise.

Through a small white snake he had sneakily sent to the adjacent room, Chen Lun had already been aware of the arrival of the masked waiters and had caught their attention, prompting them to send these two men to probe.

But he did not avoid it.

After all, his identity as Jack Spett was not of anyone particularly notorious—it belonged instead to a righteous, independent Transcendent with nothing to hide… And, his purpose in Peacock City had been fulfilled, having secured three opportunities; he was ready to leave at any moment.

“Thank you,” he said as he took the two glasses of wine, expressing his gratitude. Yet, he suddenly blurted out:

“However, your arrival has made my night less pleasant.”

The two senior investigators stiffened slightly and exchanged glances, their laughter forced as they replied,

“We… apologize for the disturbance, we will leave immediately,” they said.

After speaking, they hurried out, but just as they reached the door, Chen Lun’s voice called out again from behind them.

“Give my regards to your team leader, Amos.”

The two men stopped dead in their tracks.

They realized that Jack had seen through their disguises long ago and even knew of their leader’s presence.

After taking a deep breath, the two senior investigators slowly turned around and bowed respectfully.

“Of course, Mr. Jack Spett. We will definitely convey your message… Additionally, we apologize once again,” they said with utmost respect.

Chen Lun nonchalantly waved his hand.