"Everything is going as expected." Hidden in a dimly lit corner of the room, Rusa kept an eye on Leibit, who was torturing the slaves.

Staying in the inner space of Atvance for a long time, Aruba was bathed in strong spiritual power every day, and her own strength was also improved.

However, without knowing what kind of strong man Pochaton has, Artevans is not completely comfortable letting Rusa go alone.

After Rusa used her nightmare properties to infiltrate Pochadon, Artevans directly used "Dark Soul Attachment" to manipulate Rusa's body, allowing her to infiltrate Lebit's tower more smoothly. Since Atvance's powers have been fully awakened, and he has obtained the soul fragment that Rusha has given him, it is not difficult to manipulate Rusa's body from a distance.

"Black Soul Attachment" allows Rusa's body to have a part of Artfans' ability, and with the help of this part of the ability, through Rusa's senses, Artevans understands what kind of combat power is inside Botchadon. Thanks to Artevans' abilities, Rusha was able to pinpoint Lebit's location and hide it here.

It was only after all of this that Artevans was able to undo his physical manipulation of Rusa. Next, Rusa had to communicate what she had heard and seen to Artfans.

The black mist left Rusa's body, and she didn't feel as uncomfortable as she had been when she was manipulated by Artevans for the first time.

"I'll leave it to you." Atvance's voice rang in Rusa's head.

"Yes, Lord Artevans." Rusha had melted into the shadows in the corner of the room, and since Pochaton wasn't as strong as Artfan thought, no one would be able to spot Rusha at all.

"According to the information planted in the main city, the second prince has brought a thousand soldiers back to the main city from Lord Sally, and it is expected that within a few days, he will launch an attack on the Necromancy." Pixić held a roll of parchment and read out the message.

"Oh roar? It seems that His Highness Monasse is serious this time, do you have any other information?" Lebit listened with interest to the message delivered by Pixic.

"Kinparo and Fettia may have an action in the near future, but as for what it is, it is not yet known." Pixich said and took the parchment back.

"Those guys always thought I wasn't going to do anything in this fight, so they all ignored my presence, but I'll let them know their mistakes." Lebit got off the slave's back and smiled sinisterly.

"I think there will definitely be one or two of these nobles who want to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak up on the main city when His Highness Monasse sets out to fight against the Necromancy, we need to be smart and wait until they fight each other first, and then strike when it becomes an endgame." Lebit looked confident, and his face was full of excitement.

He looked at the tortured slave at his feet, picked up the longest needle, and stabbed the other man's head.

"Carry him away, as he always does." Lebit wiped the blood from his hands and said to Pixic.

Pixich nodded, and called a few servants to pick up the slave who had been pierced by the long needle and take it away. Every day, in Pochardon, slaves die at the hands of Lebit or his cronies, simply because they feel that the slave is tired of playing.

Pochardon Prison, once the majesty of the Netherworld, has been transformed into a lawless city.

"Lord Lebit, there is a woman at the gate who asks to see you." Just as Leibit was about to go to the next room, a servant appeared beside him.

"Woman? What does it look like?' Hearing that the visitor was a woman, Leibit was immediately interested.

"I think Lady Lebit can go and see it for himself."

"Let's go, let's see." Leibit obviously couldn't hide his curiosity.

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"That's her." The servant followed Leibit to the gate and pointed to the woman standing by the gate.

Leibid's eyes widened as she looked at it, and her heart seemed to beat faster.

The woman in front of her can be described as snow-white and flawless, with long blue wavy hair, a simple but gorgeous white dress, although her figure is not plump, but it is concave and convex, and very well-proportioned. This woman's appearance undoubtedly made Lebit feel excited as if he had been hit by an arrow of Eros in his heart.

The woman smiled sweetly when she saw Lebit's arrival. She slowly stepped forward and saluted Lebit.

"I don't know what happened to this little beauty? If it's convenient, you can come to my room and talk, and I'll squeeze out all the time for you." Lebbit's face was full of excitement and excitement, and he approached the other party directly.

"Lord Lebit, I think we still need to keep our distance." The woman pretended to be coquettish and took a step back, keeping a slight distance from Lebit, but she didn't seem to resist Lebit's approach.

"Little beauty, aren't you here to find me? We can talk slowly.'" Leibit did not give up and continued to attack the woman in front of her.

"It's true that I'm here to see Lord Leibit, but I'm here on the orders of His Royal Highness the Prince, and I hope that Lord Leibit will show her face and attend tonight's ball." The woman stepped forward, bowed her head, and said respectfully.

"His Royal Highness? The two of them?' Hearing this, Lebbit's face suddenly darkened, and there was even a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Lord Lebit, if you want to talk to me, I hope you can attend." The woman said, winking at Lebit.

Facing the beautiful woman in front of him, Leibit dispelled all his concerns, and he quickly smiled and nodded, as if he had been charmed.

"Lord Lebit, I'm leaving, and I hope you can have a good time tonight." The woman easily dodged the rude gesture that Leibit wanted to make, retreated outside the city gates, and said goodbye to Leibit. Then, without lingering too long, the woman turned back and prepared to leave.

"Excuse me, what's your name?" Seeing this, Leibit was a little disappointed, but the thought of meeting the other party again tonight cheered up again.

"Lord Lebit, you can call me Ace." The woman stood and turned her head with a smile on her face that was innocent but seductive.

After the woman who called herself Ace left, Lebit still looked at the direction of the other party's departure and smiled stupidly. And behind him, Rusha also quietly left.

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The Netherworld Main City, the Imperial Palace.

After bringing the 1,000 Nether soldiers provided by Sally back to the main city, Monasse ordered his men to settle the soldiers and returned to the palace.

As soon as he walked into the study he usually used to deal with the affairs of the main city, Monasse saw that Daiser was already sitting at the table, sorting through the mountains of papers. On the side, Selban was assisting Daisey in sorting through the documents.

"Brother, what are you?" Monasse was a little puzzled by this.

"There are so many things that need to be dealt with in the main city, and you haven't handled them well, I see that you have been quite busy recently, so I want to help you do this, so that you can deal with those nobles with peace of mind." With a smile on his face, Daiser looked at Monasse with gentle eyes as he sorted out his papers.

Monasse walked over to the table and casually picked up a document and opened it to read. Seeing the reasonable and efficient handling of the incident, as well as the neat font, made Monasse's mind go back to the past, his own childhood.

"Daisey is so perfect at what he does, that's awesome."

"In the future, the Great Prince will already be an excellent king."

"Monasse, study hard brother, why can't you think things through before you do something?"

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(Hmph, you people, I'm no match for my brother!) ）

Thinking of these past events, Monasse's hand holding the document couldn't help but tremble, and his face became gloomy. When he closed the file and looked at Daisey again, there was a little more jealousy in his eyes. Seeing Daisey still smile softly at himself made the anger in his heart a little more intense.

(Wait and see, I'm sure you'll make all of you who look down on me look down on me.) ）

Monasse had been calm in front of Daisey, put the papers away, explained a few words, and asked where Thorban's room was, and left the study quickly.

Having brought Sully's soldiers back to the main city, Monasse could begin to discuss the next steps with Artfans, and he walked as fast as he could to the room where Artfans was.

Walking to the front of the room, Monasse just wanted to open the door and enter, but suddenly remembered the identity of Artevans, so he immediately stopped. Tidying up, Monasse stood in front of the door and knocked softly.

"Your Highness Monasse, please come in." Atfans' voice was heard from inside the door.

Monasse then pushed the door open, only to find that Atfans was alone in the room.

"Presumably, Your Highness wants to ask where Sheola has gone." Atfans noticed Monasse's slightly puzzled gaze, put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "Sheola wanted to get a little taste of the customs of the Netherworld, and by the way, he wanted to see the situation at the junction of the royal family's territory and other nobles, so he left alone. If anything is wrong, I apologize and I will tell Sheola to come back immediately.'"

"No need, the two of us are our guests, how can the master restrain the freedom of the guests. Besides, I am sorry that I have not been able to fulfill the friendship of the landlord.'" Monasse waved his hand and sat down across from Atfans.

"Your Highness wants to gain more prestige for himself by attacking the Necromancy, and this is a good idea. But did Your Highness ever think that when you send troops to the territory of the Necromancy, your territory will be very empty, and the nobles are likely to take this opportunity to cut off your back route."

Atlance said, politely pouring Monasse a cup of tea, "If you've thought about it, let me be careful. But I'm with Theola, we've already started our work.'"

"Have you two already started to act, can you tell us the details?" Hearing that Artevans and Sheola had already started to act, Monasse was not dissatisfied, but was intrigued.

At this moment, a dark shadow flew in from the window, and Rusa's form gradually appeared, "Lord Artevis, the fish you want has been hooked."