The Evil God Summoned by the Saintess

Extreme North Supply Town.

Hilia and Pamisha sat in a tavern, staring wide-eyed at each other.

In front of them were 10 gold coins.

After seeing Alina, Hilia initially planned to leave immediately, but she remembered Pamisha’s commission was still unpaid in the Extreme North Supply Town.

gold coins was not a small amount.

So she returned here.

"Miss Xiluo, can you really not tell me? I’m willing to pay for information about the relic."

Hilia shook her head: "Miss Pamisha, it’s not that I don’t want to share, but there’s really nothing in that relic. It’s under the control of that mysterious figure, and it’s impossible to get through."

"Then what did you encounter after we left?" Pamisha asked persistently.

"More demons, what else could it be." Hilia spread her hands: "I fought for ages, exhausted myself, only to realize they were never-ending. Then I backed out."

"Then why didn’t you come out sooner? We waited for you outside until morning."

"The exploration took quite some time. When I did come out, I got lost and it took a while to find my way."

"Lost?" Pamisha asked, puzzled.

"Yes." Hilia replied earnestly, "That’s how it goes. The demons get stronger with each wave. After defeating one, the relic’s master appears to give rewards, then sends you away. Those with a bit more strength can choose to continue or leave. I chose ’continue’ but ended up overwhelmed and fled, only to find the path outside the castle had changed. It took me a long while to get out."

Pamisha was silent for a while, "Alright, I’ll take your word for it. Here’s your commission. Let’s keep in touch, maybe I’ll need your help again sometime."

Hilia reached out to take the gold coins and shook her head at the suggestion, saying, "I’m just here for a short stay. I’m leaving tomorrow. As for keeping in touch... let’s see if fate allows."

Pamisha was taken aback: "Where is Miss Xiluo going?"

"To travel the world and see what it’s like," Hilia came up with an excuse.

Pamisha exclaimed with delight: "So Miss Xiluo and I think alike! I’m also planning to travel the world."

Hilia: "?"

Wait, what did you say?

Pamisha continued: "I’ve realized I’ve been living in the Land of the Far North my whole life. Here, the snow only melts away for a short time, the rest of the time it’s all white. Mercenaries say there are places outside where it’s spring all year round, without a single flake of snow to be seen. I want to find out if that’s true."

Hilia: "... That’s nice, I wish you a pleasant journey."

Hilia could sense that Pamisha was not leaving simply because she wanted to see the outside world, but she wasn’t interested in other people’s private affairs.

If the other person wanted to talk, she would be a loyal listener.

If the other person didn’t want to talk, she wouldn’t ask.

As Pamisha mentioned this, a look of yearning appeared in her eyes.

"I also want to see what the Star Spirit Tree really is, why the Star Spirit Network from the Star Spirit Tree can be received even here. I want to see the hot Blue Dragon Empire, the Elven Forest full of jungles, and the Beastman’s desert nation..."

Out of respect for the 10 gold coins, Hilia slowly sipped her fruit juice, listening to Pamisha describe the places she wanted to see.

"... I want to leave my mark in those places, using a Memory Recorder to document all my footprints across the Starfall Continent."

Hilia frowned suddenly, realizing this wasn’t simple: "You aren’t going alone, are you?"

"Of course not, I can’t use the Memory Recorder to capture beautiful scenery by myself. I need that moron Anthony with me, so..."

As she spoke, Pamisha lowered her head, embarrassed.

"Just say whatever you want to say," Hilia said.

Pamisha hesitated for a moment, then said: "I want to ask Miss Xiluo for a favor."

"Go ahead."

"My family would never agree to me leaving with Anthony. They think the outside world is too dangerous and don’t want me to leave the Extreme North Supply Town, let alone take Anthony with me... My family doesn’t want me to get too close to Anthony."

Hilia smelled the scent of drama. She didn’t quite want to listen, but was also curious about what the matter could be.

Pamisha continued, "Anthony doesn’t have much talent as a mage. He prefers reading books. I love watching beautiful scenery, and he accompanies me to see it. I said it would be great to record the beauty and myself together, so he made a Memory Recorder..."

Knew it. You and Anthony have been an item for a while. Hilia thought to herself.

"... My father found out about me and Anthony and thinks Anthony isn’t good enough for me. They hope I can fulfill my role as a Tier Three Mage, like my ancestors, and shine in the relics of the Land of the Far North. For this reason, they arranged for me to join various mercenary corps to explore the relics."

As she spoke, Pamisha snorted, "They have no idea I’ve secretly put Anthony in there, saying he’s my servant. Then guess what happened? Those brutes of mercenaries don’t have the observational skills that even weak-ling mages like Anthony have. If not for his hints, we would have been wiped out several times."

Hilia nodded in agreement.

Although Anthony didn’t have much talent as a mage, his observational skills were quite good, able to find clues faster than others. As a support member of the team, he was quite decent.

"But even so, my father still doesn’t accept him. He still wants me to form my own mercenary corps to explore the relics in the Land of the Far North. Coincidentally, the relic in the Land of Sleep was discovered, so he presumptuously assigned me a commission, which is the one you took.

On the surface, he seems to support my interests, letting me visit the beautiful relics. In reality, he has discreetly chosen a target for me, recommending Goriff as my guardian to go with me, hoping we would have stories together... Hah, with Goriff like that, if it were just him and me, who knows what would happen."

Hilia: "So you didn’t directly go to the relic, but kept the commission open until I took it?"

"Yes."

What Pamisha said was quite messy, but Hilia roughly understood the point.

It was nothing more than Pamisha’s father wanting her to forget Anthony, choose strong mercenaries as her companions or something.

And Pamisha thought those mercenaries lack brains, preferring to stay with Anthony.

The two sides resisted by taking out commissions.

Afterward, Pamisha suddenly had the idea to run away from home and elope with Anthony.

"What about Manica?" Hilia asked.

"Manica?" Pamisha asked, puzzled: "What’s wrong with Manica?"

"Nothing."

Seems Manica really is just the maid, without any additional stories.

Hilia decided to skip.

"So what do you need me to do and how much is the payment? If it’s suitable, I might consider it."

Pamisha hesitated for a moment, then said: "I want Miss Xiluo to disguise as Hilia and take me away."

"Pfft!"