I didn't want to manage what other people's countries did, and I couldn't manage it.

But the chaos in San Antonio is destined to have far-reaching consequences.

At least I was looking for relics in the desert area, and I had a lot of trouble because of this.

The relics in the record have been found, and in the desert area surrounded by sand dunes, I directly opened a large pit and found the ancient ruins that had fallen into the ground.

But I soon realized that I was looking for the wrong target.

"The ruins of the snake god?"

Although I write a lot of messy things to earn manuscript fees, I am not good at archaeology, and the ruins in front of me do not require much archaeological knowledge.

The most valuable of the ancient ruins are the tombs or temples, which often contain a lot of treasures and magical items, and tomb robbers ...... Adventurers can easily find the direction of their target by using their magic exploration skills.

"It seems that this time it was a no-brainer."

But this time, when I saw the mural full of snake-headed creatures, as well as various voodoo cauldrons, straw figures, wooden spears and other miscellaneous items, I didn't explore much deeply, and I knew that I had found the wrong one.

And the magic perception has a vague reaction, and it is obvious that some magic items have not been taken.

If it were in the past, I would have been very interested in playing temple adventures and the like, after all, many artifacts, rare treasures, and ancient magic were dug up in this way, tomb robbers...... Exploring ruins is always the most lucrative deal.

But exploring the ruins requires a lot of patience and unlimited time, which I don't have.

There's a lot of trouble going on in the main plane right now, and I don't have the leisure to hang around here.

Now that it has been established that this relic is not the territory of the sun god, then. The one left. The odds are high.

"At this point in time. Crossing half of San Antonio ......."

Just thinking about it, I feel a headache, I still have the title of the chief wanted criminal, although some people don't take it seriously, but the knights and guards at the grassroots level will be more serious.

Once the identity is revealed, I am afraid it will be troublesome again.

But there are some things that have to be done, and the world is getting more and more chaotic. I'm afraid that the day when the gods will descend to earth is just around the corner, if we can't achieve a breakthrough as soon as possible...... It seems that I have many enemies among the gods, but there are not one or two gods who have offended in the eternal night, if it really comes to the era of the gods in trouble......

"....... I won't be the first mortal to be raided by the gods, I'm afraid that this alone will go down in history, but I'd rather not ....... such an honor."

There were a lot of gods who offended back then, anyway, it was impossible for them to really go down to earth, and they couldn't take care of me when they came down to incarnate, but I was offended to death.

To kill their mortal church is to sever their faith. They are not considered powerful if they do not fall, such a vendetta is lost to the gods. It's bigger than the revenge of killing your father.

As for which ones are the enemies...... I really can't remember, who will remember how much they crushed when they swept, and I don't know how many priests and priests of the true God were killed along the way.

"Let's keep it low......."

Thinking about it, I can really only be a shrinking turtle for a period of time recently, at least until a few magic swords are in hand, it is still not appropriate to fight with god-level characters.

Well, as long as those magic swords can really work, even if they encounter the true body of the gods, I have nothing to fear.

If I sacrificed everything back then, reincarnated and reborn, if I can't become stronger, then I'm not stupid.

In the theoretical design, there is only one magic sword, at least I can save my life in front of the gods, if the most dangerous magic sword over there is molded, it should not be difficult to kill the gods.

"Gone, gone."

Dressed in a hood, turning age-deceptive jewelry, wearing a fake beard, and wearing a worn-out chain mail, this time it is the middle-aged version of the impoverished adventurer who chooses to disguise.

Such middle-aged mercenaries have always accounted for the majority of adventurers, and as long as you are careful, I don't think it will be exposed.

And I'm immune to most Scouting spells, so I don't need to worry about being blocked.

In retrospect, if I hadn't leaked my whereabouts to Prince Winston, the other party would not have been able to seize my position and take advantage of the situation.

But the thought of the long road back makes my head a little bigger.

It's not that I don't want to fly in the sky on flying mounts, such a day's airlift is worth a week's walking, but San Antonio is not a small country, and all kinds of airhorses patrol back and forth, and it is a lot of fun to be surrounded by flying horses.

It took only one day to get out of the desert, but the rest of the journey was obviously difficult.

The thought that I would probably not be able to enter the city along the way, and that I would usually have to eat and sleep in the open on the way here, made me even more depressed, and I had the urge to fly straight over.

On the way, he ventured into a city and communicated with the intelligence dealers, but the news he got was even more frustrating.

At least in most of San Antonio, I can't shake off my suspect's hat, and the most ridiculous and unpleasant thing is that I am actually linked to the Templar Church, and all sides seem to accuse the Templar of causing this turmoil, and that Prince Winston is the dog leg of the Templar Church, and that I am the murderer they sent out.

I can understand that most of the propaganda is nonsense, but to the point of nonsense, it can be regarded as embarrassing for the propagandists.

Roland, the sworn enemy of the Templar Church, actually cooperated with the Templar Church? To murder some empress thousands of miles away? It takes a lot of to make people believe such an absurd message.

And any city I go, I can see my big head posted on the bounty fence and the city gate, which also makes me helpless to reduce my plans to enter and leave the city.

I found a grocery store, replenished water and unpalatable dry food, and hit the road again.

I considered whether to find a chamber of commerce team and adventurer team to join, and it was better to be hidden than to go on the road alone, but considering the "turtle speed" of ordinary people, I had no choice but to go on the road alone.

Everywhere you went, you could see intensely trained militiamen, knights roaming around, and the shadow of civil war seemed to have hung over the country.

And when I was about to reach Winston's territory and approach the Tarot River, I got the news for sure.

The civil war, which had already broken out a day earlier.

Under the cover of night, Duke Batlló's cavalry regiment attacked the border city of Tuldin and killed all the rebels.

The fortress city-state, which was hard to find even a name on the land, with a permanent garrison of less than 2,000 men, attracted the attention of all beings, including the gods, because it represented only one thing - the outbreak of the civil war in San Antonio.

What's even more incredible is that among the soldiers of Duke Batlló, trolls and fire demons appeared, and the former sworn enemies actually became allies.

Thinking that Mary also died at the hands of demons, if she had a spirit under the spring, I am afraid that she would have been angry.

I flipped through the map, only to find that Turding was not far from where I was, and after a moment's hesitation, I chose to take a detour.

But unfortunately, this time, it was a little late, and the pursuers had already come to the door. (To be continued.) )