Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 959: Chapter 17: Trading Pieces! Clash in the Shadows!

Port district. Dagger Alley.

Just as Duncan was meeting with the Mother of Great Bliss, Sharella had already returned to her main base.

Under her command were a group of wanderers gathered for smuggling and fencing, whose overall strength wasn’t outstanding, yet they wielded power in numbers, with her eyes and ears spread throughout Sargent. She was even the only one among the Five Fierce Women capable of prying out information on the Dragon Worship Sect as a Gold Lord bishop.

Sharella conducted affairs with one guiding principle, throwing money down the path; she directly broke through the surrounding forces of Sambia by sheer financial power, spreading her network far and wide.

"The Master of Revelry Kovoor is gravely injured and near death?"

In a hidden loft, Sharella Tebron lounged with crossed legs, a mocking smile playing at the corners of her mouth; her beautiful face carried a touch of coldness, as she mused, "I thought he’d have died directly at the hands of those Torture church acolytes."

The upper echelons of the Wealth Church fundamentally looked down upon pleasure cults.

In Sharella Tebron’s view, they were a blatant band of thieves, even more brazenly, the Goddess of Pleasure, Lierla, was a shameless rogue.

While the Goddess of Wealth, Waukeen, was around, they secretly funded the Joy Church. After the Goddess of Wealth disappeared, the Church of the Mother of Great Bliss grew blatantly more bold. Without their backing, they wouldn’t be endlessly pursuing pleasures.

Upon hearing her subordinates’ report, Sharella Tebron slowly rose. Her figure was notably tall, distinct from the voluptuous and alluring physiques of the other Five Fierce Women; by virtue of her wanderer profession, she was slender, with firm, long legs. She valued her beauty greatly, sparing no expense on routine maintenance, often purchasing skincare magic potions from elves at high prices.

She regarded her beauty as a weapon; her figure’s natural allure was a form of power, and to enhance female charm, she even tried procuring magic potions from the Love Church to maintain her full, well-shaped bust.

Sharella was convinced of one thing: if she ever lost her wealth and power within the Church of Wealth, her strength and physique would be her last assets for a comeback.

But she had to sell them at a good price!

The light in the loft flickered unpredictably.

Sharella Tebron contemplated for a moment as a hint of cool light flashed in her eyes, speaking softly: "Inadvertently expose the whereabouts of the Master of Revelry Kovoor."

"He is the second figure in the pleasure cult."

"Once his location is exposed, enemies will absolutely seize the opportunity; they’ll certainly seek his end."

Collaboration remains collaboration.

First, sever one arm off the Mother of Great Bliss; this aligns with the interests of the Wealth Church.

From the intelligence she gathered, the Master of Revelry Kovoor harbored certain animosity towards Duncan-Starfall, and much unfavorable news was spread by him.

Such a person, it’s better for him to die for peace.

With his demise.

Duncan-Starfall would find it easier to ascend.

Yet Sharella Tebron’s schemes extended far beyond this; using chess terminology, what she aimed to do now was a piece exchange, directly swapping the Master of Revelry Kovoor, the second-in-command of the pleasure cult, with a high-ranking strong figure from the Torture Church.

A moment later, Sharella Tebron lifted her head, stood, and said: "Then send people to secretly notify Lord Duncan."

"Deploy a portion of Silver Daggers to assist him."

"Take out a high-ranking member of the Torture Church."

"Restore the current situation."

Now the Master of Revelry Kovoor is a pawn, but even a pawn must die with value, ideally exchanging for a Divine Favored from the Torture Church.

With her backing, Duncan-Starfall might even become the Father of Great Bliss in the pleasure cult.

At that time, that man would understand that only she could be the strongest supporter.

Della-Isgial was merely a big-breasted beauty with some charm, lacking brains; if not for being the adopted daughter of the Holy Coin Archbishop, she wouldn’t have been eligible for one of the top five positions.

She firmly believed in only one thing: she was the best collaborator for that man.

With Sharella Tebron’s order, undercurrents surged throughout Sargent City; as a Gold Lord bishop controlling the gray areas, though somewhat unrefined, her influence far surpassed those managing legitimate businesses.

Great Divine Hall of Joy.

After sending off the Mother of Great Bliss, or rather the will-possessed Mother of Great Bliss by the Goddess of Pleasure, Duncan also fell into contemplation.

Things were far from as simple as he imagined.

Upon realizing the Torture Church was mobilizing openly, he perceived the presence of strong dark forces behind, otherwise, Torture Goddess Lavita wouldn’t be so desperate, as an all-out war results in losing church influence.

"Offering of allegiance!"

"Most likely, Torture Goddess Lavita is trying to offer an allegiance token to Night Goddess Shar."

She recently submitted to Night Goddess Shar, needing to prove her worth lest they be unstable in ranks.

Then.

Duncan saw a figure emerge outside, an undercover agent from the Wealth Church; mutual infiltration turned both churches into sieves, though the pleasure cult was even more vulnerable.

A moment later, the agent delivered a message recorded by Secret Technique into Duncan’s hands.

"Interesting."

"This Sharella Tebron indeed is a character."

Duncan merely glanced at it before destroying it immediately; such piece exchange tactics must not be leaked, but the Master of Revelry’s sudden death genuinely benefited Duncan considerably.