Defying the Fate of Beheading-Chapter 514 - 286: The Goddess of Commerce’s Divine Favor

Chapter 514: Chapter 286: The Goddess of Commerce’s Divine Favor

Louis quietly watched the scene.

It was evident that the Giant Demon Tribe had made up its mind, and the conflict between the two sides would soon dissipate.

He curled a small smile at the corner of his mouth.

He leaned forward slightly and said, "Where there’s wealth, there you’ll find the Mayer Commerce Association. Would any of you be interested in learning about our logistics capabilities?"

Everyone’s eyes turned to him, and it was the Grand Chief who finally made the decision, saying:

"Alright, we’ll work with the Mayer Commerce Association on this matter."

Louis thought for a moment, looked at everyone, and nodded towards the Grand Chief.

The Grand Chief followed Louis’s gaze around the room, then sighed and said:

"Everyone except Mr. Mayer, please leave."

The Giant Demons glanced around the area, and eventually, feeling reassured, they left one by one.

Once only the Grand Chief and Louis were left in the tent, the Grand Chief spoke:

"Is there something your Ense Empire wishes to discuss with me?"

Louis looked up at the aged giant demon elder and said solemnly:

"Is your Grand Sin of Wrath about to die?"

The Grand Chief remained silent.

But silence also showed his stance.

Louis shook his head and sighed, "There’s something I want to consult with the Grand Chief on behalf of His Highness the Prince: Under what circumstances was your Grand Sin of Wrath born?"

The Grand Chief frowned and said, "Why are you asking this?"

"I just want to verify a hypothesis," Louis said solemnly, "My Blade Tutor told me that Grand Sin is usually endowed with its power innately, but through human experimentation, there is a tiny chance to artificially create one."

This was something Master Merlin mentioned. Under normal circumstances, a Grand Sin is inherently born with such power.

For example, the Emperor, the Little Swan, and the Pope of Glory.

But when there’s a vacancy in the Grand Sin seat, there is an opportunity to enhance and become a Grand Sin through experimentation.

Typically... Louis is aware of this skill.

However, not many know this, mostly a few countries that have truly realized it.

The reason it remains a secret is mainly that few countries have the capability to carry out this plan.

Among the countries conducting Grand Sin experiments, the Giant Demon Tribe is definitely not included.

The Giant Demon Tribe has been trapped on the Giant Plain for too long, with basically no possibility of conducting complex magical research requiring advanced equipment.

Let alone the Grand Sin experiments themselves, which are incredibly challenging and consume vast resources.

The Grand Chief shook his head in distress.

Countless pieces of evidence point out that the Giant Demon Tribe has been under surveillance for many years, and even the Grand Sin itself was likely introduced after someone else’s successful experiment.

Having received a definitive answer, Louis sighed in his heart.

Indeed, he could now directly place the mastermind behind all this on the Abyssal Church.

The True God Church has no interest in cultivating Grand Sins; actively cultivating Grand Sins violates the church’s doctrine.

Top nations won’t allow a Grand Sin to join other factions. A carefully guided Grand Sin can completely become a pillar of the nation.

Only those damn madmen in the Abyssal Church would sacrifice a Grand Sin to harm others.

On the Star Continent, mutual disdain among the races is entirely ordinary.

However, regarding certain principles, such as guarding the space portals, their attitudes are surprisingly aligned.

Like a group of tourists walking on a single-plank bridge, whether they know each other or not, whether they like each other or not, they hold hands to cross the bridge to avoid drowning or suffocating in the manure pit below.

After all, drowning is bad enough, but suffocating to death is utterly disgraceful.

Who isn’t a decent person after all?

But the Abyssal Church is especially beastly.

Their goal in holding hands on the bridge is to drag more people down.

Whether it’s decent or not, they couldn’t care less. They laugh whether others suffer or even if they themselves do.

Louis looked up at the Grand Chief and said:

"Grand Chief, do you honestly think that relying solely on the Giant Troll Suicide Squad and the Knights of Tunisia can quench this uprising?"

"The Abyssal Church has plotted for this not for a short period; no one knows what they’ve been up to in the shadows. If things go south, their counterattack might be more than what the Giant Tribe can withstand."

The Grand Chief gave Louis a deep look: "If you have something to say, just say it, don’t beat around the bush."

Louis leaned forward and said, "Do your Giant Demons have the resolve to pay any price to eradicate those bastards?"

The Grand Chief gave him a deep look and said, "From the moment they chose this path, no matter how they regret it, they will remain resolute."

Louis said solemnly, "Then ask them if they want to clear the skies for your Giant Demons within their limited lifetimes."

The Grand Chief gave Louis a deep look, closed his eyes for a moment, and eventually said:

"I’ll talk to them."

...

[Location: Giant Plain, Louis’s Camp]

Duke Prime Minister drained glass after glass of wine, while the giant demon Nuke seemed somewhat despondent, gulping down from a barrel of booze.

Louis pinched his nose and said strangely:

"Why aren’t you staying in your own camp and came here to my place?"

Duke Prime Minister said with a laugh, "Just came to see Ense Empire’s top merchant, see if there’s a chance to lure you over to our side."

Nuke said, "Can’t I just come for a short drink?"

Louis’s face darkened.

Seeing that he didn’t look pleased, the Duke Prime Minister waved his hand and said: