Green Monster Epic

Chapter 388: Poor Consideration

“…This mission requires you to conceal your identity and, together with several other experts at the Legendary level or above, ambush and assassinate a demigod…”

After Hormel received Alan's positive response, he began to tell Alan the details of the mission. The more Alan listened, the more gloomy he became. It was clear that he had once again fallen into a dilemma because of his greed.

“Lord Hormel, with my strength, to assassinate a demigod, I'm afraid you think too highly of me, right?”

Because of the displeasure in his heart, Alan's attitude changed greatly when he looked directly at Hormel, and his tone was very cold and stiff.

“Don't worry, Alan. This time, you are only an assistant. It will be enough to hold the demigod for a few breaths. The real main force of the attack is not you.”

Hormel comforted Alan.

“Even if the assassination mission is not completed in the end, it doesn't matter. You have already completed your previous promise, it's just that there will be no subsequent rewards.”

After hearing this, Alan's eyes gradually softened.

“Then can I know more specific information now? Such as the target of the assassination, the time of action…”

“In order to ensure the secrecy of the mission, you need to stay in Mansa City for a while longer. When the time for action comes, our temple will send someone to contact you.”

Hormel shook his head and answered Alan's question calmly.

“But the waiting time will not be too long, you don't have to worry.”

Because of this conversation, Alan didn't stay in the Oak Temple for long, because he was not in a good mood, but he hid it firmly in his heart and didn't reveal too much.

After Alan left, Oscar, who had only exchanged a few pleasantries with Alan at the beginning, stared at Hormel with a questioning look. If he hadn't known Hormel's character and behavior, he would have interrupted Hormel's next words when Hormel proposed the mission to Alan.

However, although Hormel achieved his goal at this time, Oscar directly expressed his dissatisfaction.

“Hormel, you should be clear that the tribes that used to be close to our Oak Church have gradually become estranged recently, and the reason is naturally self-evident. Alan and his tribe are not strong now, but their future prospects are promising. It is a good opportunity for us to win them over, and his relationship with our church is also good. Isn't your current move making Alan, this bear goblin, feel disgusted?”

“It's precisely because Alan, this bear goblin, has good potential that I must let him join this mission!”

Faced with Oscar's accusation, Hormel also showed some sincerity and began to explain to the other party.

“You also know the nature of this mission. In itself, the danger is not too great. The only trouble is that the identity cannot be revealed, otherwise the consequences will be extremely serious.”

“I have inquired that the other guys from the Holy See, in order to avoid exposing themselves, have already contacted the Assassin's Guild and posted the mission. Of course, the mission posted in the Assassin's Guild is just a disguise. The real main force of the assassination is still the demigod assassin sent by the Church of Nature, but he will accept the mission through the Assassin's Guild to confuse outsiders.”

“With Alan's strength, it is completely no problem to hold the target for a few breaths with his strongest combat power. We only need to tell him to hide his identity when he performs the mission.”

“As long as he performs this mission, regardless of whether the final result is success or failure, then he is already tied to our Holy See and can no longer escape.”

“When he really comes into contact with the mission, he will understand the stakes involved. Presumably, with his wisdom, it is not difficult to know our intentions.”

“No matter how much favor is given to these guys in the wilderness, it is useless. When it really comes to interests, they will abandon our Oak Church without any hesitation. Only by grasping the other party's secrets and holding their weaknesses can they have scruples when betraying and have concerns in their hearts.”

“However, the Alan I know is not a person who would abandon his faith and companions. As long as we can treat each other sincerely, he will always stand on our side.”

Oscar was still unwilling to use such a utilitarian action to bind Alan.

“Therefore, I will do the things that offend Alan this time. In the future, I will have to rely on you to win him over with sincere feelings.”

Hormel smiled slightly.

“…”

Alan didn't know Hormel's calculations. He was currently considering a question. The mission given by the temple seemed to be very related to the high-paying mission posted in the Assassin's Guild, because the target to be dealt with was a demigod expert.

Alan didn't believe that missions like attacking a demigod expert would appear twice in a row at the same time. After all, there were only five demigod-level experts in the entire wilderness, with its hundred powerful tribes.

If his guess was correct, since he had already accepted the mission to assassinate the demigod and could not regret it, then he had to maximize the benefits. Before the mission started, he had to go to the Assassin's Guild again and accept the mission from the Assassin's Guild.

Of course, there was also a very small chance that the mission in the Assassin's Guild was just a different mission that happened to appear at the same time as the mission given by the temple. This might bring great risks to Alan.

However, this risk was acceptable to Alan. Risk and return were proportional. Alan was not lacking in a gambler's mentality at certain times.

This time, without Albion leading the way, Alan relied on his memory to walk back to the underground tavern where the Assassin's Guild was located. After confirming some information and having a greater certainty, he did not hesitate to accept the mission.

Next, he waited for the mission to begin. Alan, who had speculatively accepted the mission from the Assassin's Guild, now knew the demigod expert he was going to deal with and some information about him.

Blackguard Bardes, a half-ogre demigod expert with half-human blood, was easily bought by humans due to his greedy and lustful personality and human bloodline, becoming the mainstay of the conservative faction among the five giants of the wilderness.

Even without the information provided by the Assassin's Guild, it was not difficult to inquire about the other party's information. Over the years, the various despicable things he had done were countless, but due to his strong strength and the equally powerful tribe, many people and tribes who hated him to the bone dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

After investigating Blackguard's camp and position, Alan was even more confident that the mission he had accepted at the temple and the mission he had accepted at the Assassin's Guild were the same mission.

The position of the Temple of Nature, at least in Allen's understanding, has remained unchanged. After mankind declared war on the Beastman Empire, they began to act, contacting the tribes of the balanced camp in the wilderness, wanting to support the Beastman Empire. Even several powerful figures in the temple had already led a team of temple elites south to help the Beastman Empire fight.

However, persuading the wilderness tribes, which had suffered considerable losses, was extremely difficult. Not to mention the losses of ordinary natives, just in the nearly ten years of war on the grasslands, the number of warriors from the wilderness tribes who supported the war and died had exceeded one million. For a wilderness alliance with a population of just over one hundred thousand, the cost was heavy.

Although more than half of these lost warriors were gathered from the vassal tribes of the major members, the losses of the alliance members were also considerable, but the gains were almost invisible. How could this not make everyone extremely disgusted with the term 'war'?

However, when the gods of the Temple of Nature gathered together, their belief was to maintain the balance of nature. If they allowed the flames of war between humans and beastmen, elves and dwarves to become more and more fierce, and really waited until the gods behind the four major civilizations personally participated in the war, the destruction to the Ferman world would definitely not be worse than the demon and devil invasions that had just ended, and might even be stronger.

On one side were the wilderness tribes who didn't want to participate in the war again, and on the other side were the nature gods who were heartbroken for the balance of nature. Neither side wanted to back down, and in the end, they could only compete in the dark.

Needless to say, the wilderness tribes with the strongest anti-war sentiments were naturally those conservative factions that had close ties with humans and elves. In recent years, elves and humans had spent a great deal of energy and resources to win over and buy off the wilderness tribes. Even now, when the various parties have fallen into hostile situations, humans have also sent envoys to contact and persuade the tribes they have cultivated, promising them great benefits to make them voice their opposition to the war.

Among them, the most vocal was the greedy and lecherous ogre, Black Guard. After all, his strength, coupled with the talent of his race, was there for all to see, and no one dared to ignore what he said.

For such a piece of rat droppings, in the past, in order to ensure the unity of the wilderness, the Temple of Nature wouldn't have cared too much. Even if he didn't exist, other human supporters would have appeared. But now it was different. Humans had broken the pattern of the Ferman world for tens of thousands of years, and they were undoubtedly the biggest suspects in the slumber of Lord Sylvanas. However, they were suffering from a lack of evidence, or rather, even if they had evidence, they couldn't make it clear. Therefore, the Temple of Nature could only vent their anger on the ogre, Black Guard.

Based on the existing information, Allen could guess the general reason for choosing Black Guard as the target, but he couldn't know the deeper reasons. However, this was enough for him to make his own judgment.

After making his judgment, and combining it with the information that Homir revealed when comforting him before, Allen gradually felt that this seemingly dangerous task might not be that dangerous. If the Temple of Nature really had the intention to break the current stalemate, then the original intention of their action plan must have been to be fully prepared, and there would basically be no failure.

Thinking of this, Allen's somewhat uneasy heart gradually calmed down. Although he was still somewhat dissatisfied with Homir's calculations, if the situation was really as he expected, perhaps this time Homir was really giving him a chance!

The waiting time was not long. About a month was just enough for Allen to figure out some of the mysteries of the newly acquired Overpowering Blow feat. Perhaps, as Allen himself believed, he really had a good talent in the use of critical hit skills. In a short period of time, he combined his previous understanding of Improved Critical, Devastating Critical, allowing him to explore some of the application skills of Overpowering Blow.

According to this learning progress, I am afraid that in a few years, Allen will be able to completely master the two legendary feats of Devastating Critical and Overpowering Blow.

Allen even looked forward to how much destructive power he would cause with one blow after he superimposed the critical hit skill to the extreme.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The door of Allen's small courtyard was suddenly knocked on. Allen's eyes narrowed slightly, because he had not noticed any signs of anyone's presence outside.

The dark golden Bone Splitter appeared in his hand. Allen, who was filled with anger, had not yet opened the door of his room when a piece of paper was passed in from the crack under the door.

"The operation begins. The gathering place is Wurt Stone Forest on the night of the third day."

At the end of the note was the emblem mark of the Assassin's Guild. Just as Allen was about to put away the note and destroy it, the note suddenly spontaneously combusted, saving Allen the trouble.

Less than half a day after Allen received the note, a priest from the Oak Church also came to the door, inviting Allen to the temple for a talk.

The various coincidences made Allen feel more at ease, but at the same time, he began to worry about how to switch identities between the temple and the members of the Assassin's Guild. At that time, he only cared about taking advantage of the situation, but he didn't think too much. Now it seems that it is indeed a bit of a trouble.

However, when the boat reaches the pier, Allen believes that there will always be a way to solve these problems. After all, it is impossible for him to give up the rewards from both sides.

"The operation is about to begin. This is what we have prepared for you, mainly to hide your identity."

In the Oak Temple, Oscar saw Allen coming, with a bit of apology on his face, and then handed Allen a bronze mask, with intricate and exquisite patterns carved on the mask. In addition, there was a pure black wide garment, and a hooded cloak that was very similar in style to the cloak Allen obtained from the Assassin's Guild.

"This time you will be cooperating with several strong men. You don't need to take the lead, just listen to the arrangements of the leader among them."

"If possible, you'd better not say anything, so as not to expose yourself. Those guys are all very shrewd."

"The gathering place is set in Wurt Stone Forest."

"Okay!"

Allen nodded. At this time, confirming that the gathering place was set in the same place, he felt vaguely uneasy, but on the surface, he did not show any abnormality.

"Let's go!"

What Allen didn't expect was that, besides him, Oscar, the person who knew him best in the Oak Temple, would also be acting together.

The action was very secretive. Even when leaving the city, Oscar and Allen quietly left under the cover of a caravan. By the time the two of them rushed to Wurt Stone Forest, there were already several figures in a hidden cave they had agreed upon.